Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Chapter 162: Tingles (R-18)

Their passionate lovemaking quickly shifted to the more comfortable bedroom.

He carried her out of the bathroom like a princess and gently placed her on their favorite surface—the bed.

He splayed her out erotically on the bed, opening her legs wide, and he just stared at her entire body, his blue eyes ending up on her leaking slit.

It was such an intense stare that even the experienced Khalifa felt shy. Unconsciously, she tried closing her legs a bit but his strong hands kept them wide open.

His deep blue eyes traced her everything, as if imprinting every detail into memory.

And he was, indeed, doing so.

When they were apart, he missed her until his body was in pain. He had wished he had looked more, imprinted more of her in his mind.

So now, he did so.

"Kylo…" her soft voice pulled him out of his trance and he saw her flushed face, pouting, her bountiful chest raised every time she heaved a deep breath.

His shaft hardened until it leaked at the sight.

His breath hitched but he didn’t immediately enter. Instead he bent down, placing his head between her lovely legs.

He tilted his head and kissed her soft thigh, and Khalifa had to watch him slowly creep up to her crotch. When he reached her slit, he looked up and their eyes met. She leaked as she felt his hot breath over her sensitive nub, and she gasped when he kissed it with his lips, his tongue tracing her wet slit.

He then took her labia into his lips and parted them with his tongue. She squealed and shut her eyes under his ministrations, feeling his passionate intent on bringing her to a high with his mouth.

Khalifa moaned as she felt Kylo’s skillful tongue slip inside her folds, doing such seductive movements that her back arched and her legs closed in on him by reflex.

He pushed himself further so from her angle, she could see his face completely buried between her legs. She felt his warm palm move from her thigh upwards, and his hand pressed on her bud, pressing and rolling it, and it felt like electricity passed her whole body.

Perhaps it did, but she was too high in pleasure to notice.

"Ha… ah~~ Kylloooo~nghhh~"

Slurp, slurp, slurp

His tongue expertly explored the inside of her cave, knowing full well where her most sensitive nerves were.

Her lips parted in gasps and moans as she enjoyed his service, brought to another realm by his expert tongue.

She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different, but everything just… tingled more intensely.

Anyway, Khalifa could only grab his smooth ebony hair in response, succumbing to the erotic magic he was doing below.

"Ha.. hmmmm~" she moaned, body squirming every time he hit the right spot. And he did this over until her body twitched wildly, finally releasing delicious honey for him to eat.

He licked her clean before he crawled up, hovering over her.

Khalifa—beautifully flushed and panting—watched the handsome muscular man settled above her and between her wide open legs.

He leaned down and kissed her, tongue exploring her mouth as he lined his thick shaft on her slit.

With a push, he entered halfway making her gasp. He groaned and grabbed the fabric next to her head, pushing further until he was snug inside.

"Oh~" she moaned, grabbing his arms that had bent down to support his weight.

She squirmed as she felt his thick rod pulse inside, just touching all of her erogenous nerves.

Similarly, Kylo felt her walls clamping into his sensitive rod and he could only groan in response. Kylo settled himself inside her before he started moving.

He started slowly and sensually, mouth a little parted as he drowned in the extreme pleasure she brought him to.

As he thrusted inside of her, his muscles were extremely tense and he had begun to sweat, dripping droplets on Khalifa’s skin.

His expressions, his wetness, and his hardened muscles made him look even sexier.

Khalifa wrapped her arms around him, azure eyes just watching his expressions whenever she could.

She just loved seeing him pleasured with her body, his usual indifference nowhere to be found.

As he sensually moved his hips, Kylo lifted his eyes and caught sight of her warm eyes looking at him filled with emotions.

His heart felt full, and his rod became unbearably painful.

Soon, he was unable to hold his pacing. As if snapping, he lifted her legs above his shoulder and moved his hips faster than ever.

Pack, pack, pack!

The bed creaked as he rammed his lower body into her, the sounds in sync with her loud moans.

Creak, creak, creak—

After several thrusts, he turned her to the side and pistoned from the position, leaning forward so his chest was flushed against her back.

He paused, kissing the back of her shoulder, licking upwards to her neck.

His hand crawled over her stomach and to her breasts, feeling the perfect combination of softness and firmness before he started moving again.

Kylo moved and pistoned into her flexible body, both hands busy pleasuring her other erogenous zones.

He looked down at her beautiful back, and he changed his angles so he could still access her breasts even from his position.

He leaned down to capture her shapely mounds, which were bouncing like jelly as he skewered her.

Khalifa wrapped her arms around his neck, pantingly succumbing to his onslaught.

Creak, creak, creak!

"Ha, ah, …ah!" She gasped. She felt his hard body and balls rubbing against her buttocks, his huge shaft grinding inside her, and his wet tongue playing with her tits.

It had already felt great before, but somehow she felt her body feeling much more sensitive tonight, and she could only scream and moan under his intense plundering.

Very quickly, she felt herself on the verge of massive release.

"Ahhhh~!"

SQUIRT!!

She yelled, feeling herself exploding with extreme intensity that it felt like she was going to be spent.

"That… that was amazing…" she heaved out, before she felt herself being turned to her back again and looking up at the handsome sweaty man hovering over her with eyes filled with lust and… amusement?.

She narrowed her eyes, realizing something really changed—it wasn’t her imagination.

"What… did you do to me?"