Kent finally let go of my thighs and moved up my body, his body dragging against mine. I felt his lips on mine as he hungrily kissed me. It was shocking and hot at the same time. I kissed him back passionately, tasting myself on his lips. My hands went to his back, my nails digging in slightly when he rubbed against me, sending a spasm through my body.

"Can you taste yourself?" he whispered against my lips as he leaned back. Kent's hands went for the button of his pants as his tongue moved along his lips.

I nodded, my hands on the back of his pants, pushing them down eagerly as soon as they were loose. "Yes."

"Can you taste how sweet you are?" His dick was rock hard and pushed against his boxers eager to be let out.

I nodded again, whispering, "Yes...that was...that was amazing."

"I want to show you more,” he said in an almost whisper. His dark eyes didn't seem to be able to look away from mine.

His hand came down and opened his boxers so his cock could be free. He leaned forward, his hands went to either side of me to support his weight. His length was sliding and throbbing against me. The action brought a little moan out of him.

My hands moved to his forearms, gripping them tightly, my eyes on his.

"We should stop,” I whispered, my breath hitching in my throat when he accidentally slipped into me.

There was a pause for just a moment as his body shuddered with excitement. Those eyes of his were looking deep into mine as his hips pressed forward so he went farther in. My cheeks flushed, my fingers tightened on his arms but I held still, gasping as he went in further still.

"You're so tight, Elly." The words came out as a whisper through his lips. He slid all the way in until he couldn't go anymore. That was when he started to pull out of me slowly.

I closed my eyes against his image, trying to enjoy it without my thoughts clouding it.

"Kent, we should..." I whimpered when he slammed into me, knocking me back into the bed.

Kent moaned with pleasure. My hands moved to his hips, and I tried to push them away, my mind was jumbling as his hot tongue penetrated my mouth, flicking at my tongue.

My hands on his hips gripped him as he sped up, my fingernails digging into the muscular flesh of his back. I moaned as he pushed deeper inside of me. I turned my head so I could moan his name.

"God, you feel so good, Elly,” he said softly into my ear, nibbling it.

"How good?" I whispered, whimpering every time he thrust into me and filled me up.