After adjusting her dress, he leaned down and kissed her mouth, where Ave could still taste herself on his tongue. He moved away as quickly as possible before the kiss could go far and gave her space to breathe without breathing in his scent. When he was no longer close to her and was now sitting at the edge of the bed to cool himself down and his erection, which was hurting from how hard it had grown, meanwhile, Ave stared blankly at the ceiling without sitting up.
She couldn't believe she'd allowed their kissing to go this far, and even more so, she couldn't believe how much her body had responded to him and how much she'd enjoyed it. She'd heard of men pleasuring women in this way, of course—these things weren't exactly secrets in her time. But she'd always dismissed them as more of things that would never apply to her.