Adam's fingers remained tangled in Lilith's white hair, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Pleasure kept building despite the exhaustion weighing on every muscle. Between heavy breaths, he managed to whisper hoarsely:
"Lilith… since when did you learn to do things like this?"
Lilith pulled back slowly, letting his throbbing cock slip from her mouth with a wet sound. She looked up at him, crimson eyes gleaming with mischief and lust. A small, teasing smile played on her glistening lips.
"Hmm? I'm only trying," she murmured softly, voice low and seductive. "Seeing what feels good for you… what makes your body react the most. Does it feel bad?"
Before he could answer, she stroked him again, twisting her hand around the sensitive head on every upstroke. Her thumb pressed lightly against the slit, spreading the bead of precum that had leaked out.
Adam stifled a groan, his head falling back against the tree trunk.
