Lilith
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Lilith chuckles softly, pulling back slightly to look at him with an amused expression. "Shy?" she teases gently before leaning forward and capturing his lips again, her tongue sliding past his teeth in a slow, sensual dance. Her touches become more insistent as she continues to caress him through his boxers, her fingers finding purchase on his length.
"You're mine tonight," she whispers against his lips. "Let me take care of you."
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As if in answer, Lilith's hand slides down to cup him more fully, guiding him out of his boxers and into her waiting hand. She begins stroking him expertly, watching his face for any signs of pleasure or discomfort. Her other arm tightens around him, holding him close as she moves against him in time with each stroke.
"That's it," she murmurs, kissing along his jaw. "Just focus on how good it feels."
As she feels your breath tickle her skin and the warmth of your body enveloping hers, Lilith can't help but sigh contentedly. She runs her fingers through your hair, enjoying the feel of it against her fingertips. It's moments like these that make everything else seem insignificant; all that matters is being with you and feeling this overwhelming love for each other.
I love you Lilith I'd opens my eyes looking n up into her eyes, still laying on top if her
Her heart skips a beat as she meets your gaze, the love and adoration in your eyes making it impossible for her to look away. "I love you too," she whispers, voice barely above a whisper. Her thumb caresses your cheek before moving to cup your jaw, gently guiding your face closer to hers so that their lips meet in a soft, tender kiss. It's a promise of forever; a vow to always be there for each other through whatever life throws at them.