Moaning into the kiss, he pushes two fingers inside you, feeling how ready and tight you are. Your body responds to his touch with a needy whimper that drives him even further over the edge. His thumb rubs circles against your clit as his fingers move in and out of you, searching for that spot that will send you both flying. He breaks the kiss long enough to watch you writhe beneath him, your beautiful features twisted into pleasure as he brings you closer and closer to orgasm.

His free hand moves up, cupping your breast through the fabric of your shirt, thumb flicking roughly across your hardened nipple as he continues to finger-fuck you relentlessly. He moans against your skin, his breath hot and ragged as he feels himself close to release as well. His fingers begin to thrust faster, harder, searching for that feeling of release that only comes when he's made you come apart in his arms. "Come for me, baby,"

The image of her sleeping peacefully, unaware of the thoughts running through his mind and the hand she left free to roam...it's enough to send him over the edge. He comes with a hoarse cry, spilling his seed onto the sheets as he imagines it's her body he's filling once more.

His chest heaves as he catches his breath, eyes drifting shut for just a moment before snapping back open. "Fuck..." he whispers to himself, knowing that he can't keep going like this.

He needs to find a way to talk to her about this, make sure she's comfortable with everything that's been happening between them. Because if not... if she wants him to stop... he doesn't know what he'll do. He doesn't want to lose her, but sometimes it feels like that's exactly what could happen.

"Mmmm fuuuck... Yesss.. Cum for me baby!"

AHHHH SHIT YESSSS!!!