Chapter 494: Her Favorite Toy

Adam gave Lilith a helpless look. "You make it sound like I’m completely hopeless."

Lilith smiled. "Not completely."

"That’s not very reassuring."

She laughed softly and leaned a little closer, her arm still wrapped around his waist. For a moment, Adam simply let himself relax. After everything that had happened, sitting there with Lilith in the quiet room felt strangely peaceful.

Lilith was quiet for a moment before a playful smile slowly appeared on her lips.

"Since we’ve finished talking about everything important..." she said, her voice taking on a teasing tone, "I think it’s time for the main course."

Adam blinked in confusion. "Main course?"

Before he could make sense of her words, Lilith suddenly pushed him backward onto the bed.

Adam’s eyes widened as he looked up at her. She was smiling beautifully, but there was something almost predatory in her crimson eyes, as if she were looking at her favorite prey.

"Of course," Lilith whispered, leaning closer. "You didn’t seriously think I’d be satisfied with just that, did you?"

Adam swallowed.

"Especially since it’s been quite a while since the last time we had some time alone together."

"Yeah... we’ve had way too many things getting in the way."

Lilith smiled knowingly as she reached for the edge of her white dress.

"Then perhaps we should make up for all that lost time."

She slowly loosened her dress, letting it fall just enough to reveal the elegant lingerie beneath. Her crimson eyes never left Adam’s face as she leaned closer.

"After all..."

Her smile became even more mischievous.

"I’ve been waiting for you too."

Adam’s breath caught as Lilith’s dress slipped further down her shoulders. The soft white fabric pooled around her waist, leaving her in delicate black lace that clung to every curve.

She crawled over him slowly, one knee on either side of his hips, the mattress dipping under her weight. Her long silver hair fell like a curtain around both of them, brushing against his cheeks.

"You’re staring again," she murmured, voice low and amused. Her fingers traced the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one with deliberate patience. "I like it when you look at me like that."

Adam’s hands rose almost on their own, settling on her waist. The lace was cool under his palms, but the skin beneath was warm. "Hard not to," he said, voice rough. "You’re... a lot to take in."

Lilith’s smile sharpened. She leaned down until her lips hovered just above his. "Then take your time."

She kissed him, tasting him like she’d been starving for it. Her body pressed fully against his, soft and insistent. Adam’s hands slid up her back, finding the clasp of her bra. He hesitated for half a second.

Lilith broke the kiss just enough to whisper against his mouth, "Don’t be gentle with me, Adam. I like it when you’re rough and dominant."

Hearing that made Adam even more excited, and his erection grew harder.

The clasp came undone. She shrugged the straps off her shoulders, never breaking eye contact as the lace fell away, revealing Lilith’s beautiful breasts, her pink nipples already hardened as if inviting Adam to taste them. Adam’s gaze dropped for a moment before rising again to meet hers.

She reached for his pants next, pulling them open slowly. "I’ve waited long enough," she said softly. "I’m not waiting anymore."

Her fingers brushed lower, teasing, and claiming. Adam’s breath stuttered. Lilith’s smile turned wicked as she felt his reaction.

"There you are," she whispered. "That’s what I wanted to feel."

She shifted her hips, settling more firmly against him, the thin barrier of remaining fabric doing almost nothing to hide how ready they both were. Her hands braced on his chest as she leaned down again, lips brushing the shell of his ear.

"Tell me you want this," she breathed. "I want to hear it."

Adam’s hands tightened on her hips. His voice came out low, almost rough.

"I want you right now."

Lilith’s soft laugh was pure satisfaction. "Good."

She sat up just enough to finish undressing him, then herself, the last pieces of lace discarded without hesitation. When she sank down onto him, both of them exhaled at the same time, one long shared breath of relief and heat.

Lilith’s fingers moved with slow, deliberate care, wrapping around Adam’s cock as if rediscovering something precious. She stroked him gently from base to tip, her eyes watching his face the entire time.

"I missed this..." she whispered, her voice low and full of want. Her fingers glided over him, squeezing with just the right pressure, drawing a deep breath from Adam’s chest.

Adam felt every skilled movement of her hand. The warm, teasing touch made his hips shift slightly upward. He looked at her with a mix of lust and challenge in his eyes.

"So you only missed my cock?" he asked, his voice already rough from the sensation building under her fingers.

Lilith’s lips curved into a sly smile. Her thumb brushed slowly over the sensitive tip, already slick. She tilted her head, silver hair cascading over one shoulder.

"Are you jealous?" she asked back, her tone sweet but laced with pure teasing. Her hand never stopped, sliding up and down in a steady rhythm. "Jealous because I said I missed this... instead of saying I missed all of you?"

She leaned in closer, her face hovering near his cock. Warm breath ghosted over the heated skin.

"Or..." she continued softly, giving him a firmer stroke, "are you jealous because I look like I’m enjoying holding it this much?"

Her grip tightened just a little, pumping him with more purpose, making Adam bite down on his lower lip.

"Answer me, Adam," she whispered. "Are you jealous... or are you just getting harder because I’m treating your cock like it’s my favorite toy?"

Adam understood what Lilith was after when she teased him like that. She wanted him rough.

"You really enjoy this, don’t you, Lilith?" he said, voice low and rough. "Did you already forget the last time you teased me like this? I filled that womb of yours so full you could barely walk straight afterward."

Lilith’s crimson eyes flashed with heat. Instead of pulling away, she leaned in closer, bringing her lips just a breath away from the head of his cock. Her tongue flicked out once, tasting him before she spoke in a low, challenging voice.

"That was a beautiful memory..." she murmured against him. "Do you want to do it again, Adam?"

Adam’s hand shot out, fingers sliding into her silver hair and gripping firmly. Without giving her time to say another word, he pushed his hips forward and sank his length into the warm, wet heat of her mouth.

A low groan escaped him as her lips stretched around him.

"You fucking masochist," he growled, holding her head in place as he slowly pushed deeper. "Alright then... I’ll make you take every drop again until that pretty stomach of yours is swollen and you can’t walk without feeling me still inside you."