But before he could continue, Lilith suddenly said, "Let's go back to the bedroom before we continue."
Ethan was surprised at first but he didn't think too much about it, so he slowly moved his hands towards her ass and then squuzed them tightly before spanking her once.
"Oh," she moaned, biting her lip as she gazed into his eyes.
"You really do like that, don't you?"
She smiled coyly, her crimson eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Maybe. Wouldn't you like to know?"
Ethan leaned in, his lips hovering over hers. "Yes, yes, I would."
Then he tightened his grip and lifted her up. Lilith let out a soft gasp, wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively.
He could feel the heat of her core through the thin fabric of her gown, the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest.
Every part of her was a temptation.
"You can put me down," Lilith breathed, her hands tracing the line of his jaw. "I can walk just fine."
"No, I think I prefer carrying you," Ethan murmured, his eyes darkening with a new kind of hunger.
Lilith raised an eyebrow, but she didn't argue.
"Well, who am I to deny the birthday boy?"
And with that, Ethan carried her all the way to the bedroom, his desire growing stronger with every step.
Once inside, he carefully laid her on the bed, her crimson eyes filled with a mix of desire and affection.
Ethan paused, taking in the sight of her, her dress now ruffled from their embrace, her long, silky legs exposed to his gaze.
"Like what you see?" Lilith purred, her lips curling into a sultry smile.
"Yes," he murmured. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."
She arched a brow. "Is that so?"
"It is."
Lilith's smile widened.
"Then what are you waiting for? Come and get it."
And so, Ethan did.
He climbed on top of her, his hands roaming over her body, exploring every curve and dip.
Lilith let out a breathy moan, her body arching against his, her hips rolling instinctively.
Ethan's lips traveled down her neck, his hands sliding beneath her dress.
Her skin was warm and smooth, her body molded to his, every inch a temptation.
He then used his hands to take off her dress, which surprisingly came off easily.
This stunned him, so he looked at Lilith, who had a sly smile as she said, "I had this specially designed for tonight."
This made him grin, as he could imagine the tailor's reaction when they got this weird request, but most likely not, as there were even weirder people out there.
Ethan chuckled, shaking his head. "Of course you did."
He didn't question it. He didn't need to.
Instead, he returned his lips to hers, trailing a slow, deliberate path down her collarbone, savoring the way she gasped softly beneath his touch.
Lilith arched slightly, her fingers gripping his shoulders. "Don't tease," she breathed.
Ethan smirked, his hands cupping her full, heavy breasts.
"And what if I want to?"
"Then I might have to take matters into my own hands," she murmured, her fingers drifting down his chest, sending a shiver of anticipation through him.
"That sounds like a challenge."
She hummed softly, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Then let's see if you're up to it."
And with that, she slipped her hand into his pants, her fingers curling around his hardening length.
Ethan exhaled sharply, his body tensing from her touch.
"You were saying?" she purred, a sultry smirk tugging at her lips.
"Nothing," he murmured, his breathing heavy as she stroked him slowly, teasingly.
"Not a thing."
Ethan's thoughts blurred. The feeling of her hand around his cock, the way she touched him, the look in her eyes—it was almost too much to handle.
He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay in control. He didn't want to ruin the moment, but he knew he couldn't last like this for much longer.
Lilith was already driving him mad, and they had barely started.
"Something wrong?" she murmured, her thumb brushing over the tip of his cock, a small bead of precum already forming.
Ethan took a shaky breath, trying to keep himself from losing control. "No," he managed, his voice strained.
"Just… don't stop."
Lilith grinned, pleased by his reaction. "Oh, I wasn't planning on it," she murmured.
"In fact, I'm just getting started."
Before he could respond, she wrapped her long, slender legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
"Take your shirt off," she whispered, her crimson eyes filled with desire.
"Or...Do you want me to do it?" she asked with a teasing expression as her hands roamed around his chest.
"Then please," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
"I'd love that."
"As you wish, sweetie."
Lilith's slender fingers moved swiftly, unbuttoning his shirt and revealing his toned chest and abs.
"Mmm," she purred, her hands gliding over his muscles.
"Looks like all those years of training have paid off."
Ethan smiled wryly. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it," she murmured, her lips pressing against his shoulder, her tongue darting out to taste his skin.
"You're perfect, Ethan. All of you."
Her words sent a surge of heat through him. He had never felt this wanted, this desired.
It was intoxicating.
Lilith pulled away, her eyes dark with lust. "Now," she breathed.
"Where were we?"
"Right here," Ethan whispered, his hands sliding up her thighs, his fingers brushing over her pussy.
"You're so wet," he murmured, his mind spinning from how ready she was.
Lilith let out a small sigh, her hips rolling against his touch.
"Of course I am," she whispered, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"I've been waiting for this all night."
"All night, huh?" Ethan repeated, his fingers sliding over her slick folds.
"So that's why you're so eager."
"Is that a problem?"
"Not at all."