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She smiled when he kissed her, breathing out when he bit on her lip. His words caused goosebumps to scatter across her body, a chill running through her. “Maybe you can show me.” She whispered softly, smiling and looking down at him as he spread her legs. She bit her lower lip, her eyes slipping shut as he pressed his lips against her.
She moaned out softly, her mouth falling open as he made work of his tongue between her legs. Her hands reached for his head, slipping into his hair. She looked back up at him, still biting her lip to suppress her moans. Her legs wanted to squeeze shut, and her hips begged to buck, yet his arms kept them spread against the bed. “Oh, Kylo,” she moaned softly, pulling gently at his hair.
Kylo couldn’t even repress the shivers that went down his spine when her fingers pushed through his dark curls. Groaning against her, he glanced up, watching as she abandoned herself to the sensation his mouth gave her. His fingers dug gently into her skin, feeling her struggling against his hold. Of course, she would- he knew just how girls craved friction, grinding their hips down into his mouth. And if Kylo was good with anything, it was indeed with his mouth. He held back a smirk, his tongue circling slowly around the bundle of nerves, giving it much deserved attention. He sucked it into his mouth, bringing her even closer.
But when she moaned out his name, he didn’t have the words to explain how that made him feel. Of course, it made him feel adequate, powerful. But Rey’s voice was music to his ears, and he wondered for a moment if he was the first man to ever make her feel this way. Pulling his mouth away, he kissed the inside of her thigh, smiling against her skin. “Tell me how it makes you feel, little thing.”
Her entire body needed this, and she knew it was obvious, but she couldn't care. This was the best she had felt in a long time. She'd been with her last boyfriend for a few years, but this was something completely different and she craved and loved everything about it. Her hips rolled against him, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. Her mouth formed an 'o', her chest heaving as she moaned for him.
She breathed out, looking down at him when he spoke. She couldn't grasp words for a moment, looking at him as a smile crossed her lips. "Everything." She breathed, catching her breath. "Wonderful, and so, so good." She laughed softly, her hand moving to cup his cheek. "Amazing."








