"Let me take care of you," she said.
"Yes."
She lowered herself onto his cock.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Taking him inch by inch.
She moaned softly as he filled her, her tight walls gripping him snugly.
Ethan let out a deep breath, his eyes fixed on hers.
They were inches apart, their noses touching.
He could feel her heat, the warmth of her body wrapping around his.
The pressure of her breasts on his chest.
He couldn't look away.
Neither could she.
Lilith started moving.
Up.
Down.
Slow.
Steady.
She kept eye contact the whole time, her lips parted slightly.
Ethan's hips rose to meet her.
The pace picked up.
Faster.
Harder.
He reached up, cupping her breasts.
Squeezing them gently.
"Ohhhh," she sighed.
He could feel her heart racing, the warmth radiating from her skin.
She rode him harder, her hips rolling.
"Yes," she panted.
Ethan groaned, his grip tightening.
Her breasts bounced, her nipples hardening.
