Because things were escalating, alright. And escalatingquickly.
“Yes,” she said softly, her voice sounding choked to her own ears.
Khiva made a sound in the back of his throat and her body tightened when another wave of heat from his pre-cum racked her. A strangled gasp filled the room and Khiva tongue’s circled her clit, moving his hands from her thighs to part her engorged, sensitive lips, exposing her further.
Already, impossibly, she was on the very edge of orgasm. Never would she have thought in a million years that she would be able to cum so quickly in a situation like this. The reality, however, was that she was with a very skilled alien escort, with a talented tongue, and that his pre-cum had already ramped her up before he’d ever even began to pleasure her.
So when he gently gave a suckle to her clit before lapping at it with rapid, strong, wicked strokes of his warm tongue, Eve knew she was done for.
Stars exploded in her vision, little pinpricks of white light behind her closed eyelids, as one of the most powerful orgasms of her life consumed her body.
A keening cry left her throat when she felt the warmth and tingling from his pre-cum grow to dizzying, frightening heights, and Khiva growled into her flesh as he suckled on her clit, prolonging her pleasure. Her thighs had lifted, squeezing around his smooth head, and her hands grappled at the blankets underneath her in a frenzy, fearing she would drift away if she didn’t anchor herself.
It was the longest orgasm of her life and she knew that it wasn’t even a fraction of what the Krave were capable of.
Khiva brought her down slowly as after-shocks racked her body and she shivered on the blankets. Eve let out a soft moan when shestillfelt his pre-cum reacting within her body and she watched, in a haze, as Khiva stood from the bed, walked over to a small ledge near the fireplace, and brought back a warm, damp cloth.
He crawled back over her, his heavy cock swinging heavily between his powerful thighs. A drop of pre-cum dripped from his tip and landed just below her belly button and Eve bit her lip, feeling its effect much more quickly than the last time.
Khiva made that purring trill in his throat, but then gently dragged the damp cloth over her skin, cleaning the drop away before the pleasure got too intense, and then cleaning where he’d drawn over her skin with his slicked thumb.
“Oh,” she whispered, her skin unbelievably sensitive.
“How do you feel, Evelyn?” he rasped, continuing to stroke her body, letting the cloth drag over her nipples. Again, he pronounced her name like ‘Eva-leen’ and she was ridiculously charmed by it, among other things… “Was it too much?”
She felt like she could finally breathe again once Khiva cleaned off his pre-cum from her body. But as clarity returned, so did a lot of other emotions.
“Good,” she huffed out, feeling a little shy and not quite meeting his eyes. Clearing her scratchy throat, she said, “It was really good.”
When Khiva’s gaze lowered down her body, she realized she was still naked and sprawled out beneath him. Her eyes darted to the side of the bed, searching for her underwear and dress, feeling a lot more exposed and vulnerable than she’d expected to.
“Evelyn?” he murmured.
Just then, between them, she caught a glimpse of his still rock-hard cock and she realized that she didn’t know how to handle this situation. Just moments before, she’d been relaxed and aroused and coming off the heels of an amazing orgasm, and now she felt…panicked.
“I-I’m sorry,” she whispered, when he began to study her, and she licked her dry lips. “You didn’t, um, orgasm. Did you want me to…”
She trailed off because she had no idea what she would even suggest. She was an inexperienced virgin who had only been kissed once before that night. What did she know about getting someone off, especially a Krave?
Khiva simply said, in a rather careful tone, “Veki. That was for you. Do not concern yourself with me.”
Eve felt horribly selfish at that moment, but she eventually nodded. She didn’t know why she was feeling this way—this desperate feeling to retreat—but the more she thought about, she figured it was normal…at least for her. She longed for the quietness of her townhouse and the safety of it. She’d made a big step coming here that night, for allowing it to go as far as it did, and…she needed to regroup.
“I…can you get me my clothes please?” she asked softly, knowing she wouldn’t be able to move with him hovering over her. She was tempted to wrap one of the blankets on the bed around her body in the meantime.
Immediately, he rolled off of her but not before she caught a flash of something on his face. Without saying a word, he brought her her underwear and her bra, which she quickly put on. Khiva observed her, still naked, but whatever she’d seen on his face had vanished. He brought her her dress once she rose from the bed and helped her get it over her head.
Eve felt slightly better once her body was covered, but she blinked when Khiva moved behind her and re-hooked the back of her dress closed. It was surprisingly intimate, him helping her dress, especially when he was still nude…especially when he still had an erection the size of her forearm.
Once he finished with the last hook, his fingers lingered at the base of her neck.
“Will you stay, Evelyn?” he murmured softly, his voice drifting over her. “I apologize if I went too quickly. We do not have to do anything more this night, but you have until the morning. I can send for more food, if you’d like. Or we can simply talk. Or rest.”
Eve turned around, craning her neck up to look at him. Though his expression was neutral, his words were questioning and slightly…hesitant, like he’d upset her in some way.
So, she reached out a hand to touch his arm, feeling the subtle differences in the texture of his skin, and said, “You did nothing wrong, Khiva. I really liked what we did. I just…this is all new to me, you know? It feels a little overwhelming at the moment.”
Khiva’s eyes watched her. Those beautiful eyes almost convinced her to stay.
