Kylo, looking down at her fondly, only smiled before he leaned down to take her lips, kissing her to oblivion.
She closed her eyes—easily distracted—as she felt his tongue explore her mouth, playing with her soft tongue..
She felt his warm hand move from the side of her head to legs, up her waist, and then to her breast, each touch sending pleasurable tingles wherever it passed.
His rock-hard shaft was parked snugly inside her, hot and throbbing, and she moved her hips to beg him to resume his movements.
He was obviously in pain, but he was holding back very nicely—a testament to his skill and how he wanted to maximize her pleasure.
But Khalifa really, really, wanted him to move.
"Ugh!" he groaned as he felt her walls suck on him, goading him to move.
Soon, he was unable to keep teasing and his hips finally began to move. Each thrust his speed and strength increased, and she found herself gasping for air again.
