I turned my upper body so that I could press my lips to his. I kissed him softly, slowly. My fingers slid from his hair and moved over his ear, down his neck, slowly. "Kent..." I whispered again, my eyes half open and focused on his silhouette in the dark room.

His lips didn't change, they remained the same distance apart as I kissed him. His hips still moved here and there as his dick slid back and forth over my ass. I felt his hand give a little more of a squeeze to my breast.

I turned back and grabbed his hand, moving it down to my jeans. His hand had to be there in case he woke up and asked how the hell my pants got off. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off, all with his limp hand in mine. When the deed was done, and I was laying there in just his tank top and a pair of soaked white cotton briefs, I moved his hand back up to my breast.

I sucked in a breath as I felt his hot length sliding against my cotton briefs. I felt it throbbing and felt those hips moving since there was stimulation again. It started to slide smoothly because of his own juices.

I bit my lower lip as I shifted again, moving up the bed a little higher. I reached between my silky thighs and grabbed onto his dick, pulling him down so that he was thrusting between my legs, rubbing my wet panties against my hot slit.

I felt him sliding back and forth between my thighs, feel his breath tickling my bare shoulder. His breath came out jagged and I swore I felt a kiss touch my skin.

I reached down between my legs and rubbed my swollen clit slowly, circling my middle finger around the nub. My breathing increased, and a moan ripped out of me as I flicked myself with my finger.

"Kent..." I continued to stroke myself, my orgasm slowly building, "God Kent how I want you inside me..." I whispered, my thighs tight around his thrusting dick.

I felt another light kiss touch my shoulder and his hand again gripped my breast a little harder and stayed clinched this time, keeping the pressure there. He was slick with my juices and his own as they mixed. My breaths were short puffs of air as my body tensed, "Please, please, I need you inside, please,” I begged quietly.

The hand at my breast moved down and stopped near my hip. Was he waking up? The excitement of that possibility made me groan. His hand at my hip slid down to one of the cheeks of my ass.

"Please..." I begged one more time.