I look over to Adam, waiting to see how he responds to Lilith. As much as I hate to admit it, at this point in time he knows my girl better than I do. Whether or not we can trust her is a decision that is his to make.
“This is a layout of the clinic,” he starts, giving me a small nod.
“We’re trying to find a way in,” I add.
Lilith pulls her bottom lip in between her teeth as she contemplates how to respond. She pulls out the chair in between Adam and I, and gently sits down. I watch as her thighs push out against the surface, and once again I’m clouded with visions of the taste of her. I’d do anything to be buried in between her legs right now.
“Why are you trying to enter from the first floor?” her question peaks my interest and I return my full attention back to the map. “They’ll be expecting entrance on the first floor, but I bet the second level or even the roof will have much clearer access points.”
I stare at her, completely stunned. The level of brilliance that sits inside of her brain is exactly the key Adam and I have been looking for.
“Do you remember the layout well enough to help us create a map?” Adam questions, smiling over to her. By the way Lilithshifts her body, I can tell she feels the same familial pull to him. She’s comfortable with him and a zap of jealousy shoots through my core.
“I was there for eight years, Adam,” she giggles out. “I can help you map out most of the second floor, except the furthest east side. That wing was strictly off limits to patients.”
“Alright then,” Adam states, drumming his fingers against the wood. “Let me go find some paper, I’ll be right back.”
We both watch as he stands up, scraping the legs of his chair against the floor. Anticipation at the thought of having a moment with Lilith to myself rushes through me. The moment Adam is no longer in view, I lean forward on the table. “You look good in my clothes.”
Lilith glances over at me with an unreadable emotion flickering through her eyes. “Like I said, I didn’t have anything else.”
“Is that so?” I retort.
Her thighs tense together, showcasing just how much this situation is affecting her. Even if Lilith won’t admit it, I know she can feel the pull between us. The connection between us would put that of Orpheus and Eurydice to shame. However, just like him, I’m aware that my devotion to her could be our end. Yet my obsession is too strong for me to let her go.
Lilith leans over to me, leaving only a mere two inches between us. “That is so,” she breathes out. The heat of her breath coasts along my cheeks as I restrain myself from reaching out to her. My tongue darts out to wet my lips, and I watch as her grey irises are consumed by her pupils.
Her fingers begin to trail down the middle of her breasts while she continues on. “But I will say, I do look pretty good in your clothes.”
I reach forward, following the trail she created with my own fingertips. Her breath comes out shaking, goosebumpspeppering her exposed skin. “They would look better on the floor, my little sinner.”
Her plump lips part as a gasp escapes through the slit. I trace gently over one of her hardened nipples, desperately wishing it was between my teeth instead. “Do you trust me, Lilith?”
“W-what?” She stammers out, still gazing down at my hand on her breast.
I pinch the hardened peak in between two fingers, rolling it back and forth.
“I asked if you trust me.”
“How could I? You killed my brother,” she whispers. I instantly pull away from her, forcing myself to ignore her whimpers. She isn’t ready. Our eyes lock on one another, sharing our deep longing for each other. Unspoken words flutter through the air between us.
“Alright!” Adam exclaims, walking back into the kitchen. “Here are the papers, and we have a few pens already.” Completely oblivious to the moment shared between Lilith and I, he plops the craft supplies down onto the table, breaking the last thread holding the moment together.
I watch her, internally begging for her to look up to me, to confirm that what just happened was real. But her eyes don’t leave the paper as she flicks the lid off of the pen and gets to work. After a few moments of watching her create the map, I slide my chair back and head to the shower. The pressure in my cock is begging for release, and being in my sinner’s presence was only making it worse.
I turn on the shower, letting the steam penetrate through the room. Turning towards the mirror, I yank my shirt over my head. The fabric falls to the ground by my feet as I watch my chest heave in the mirror. Desire is coursing through me with determination. I drag my pants down my thighs, taking myunderwear with it. The open space allows my cock to finally spring free. A droplet of precum glistens at the head of the tip.
As I slide into the spray of the warm water, I imagine Lilith joining me. Picturing her long black hair intertwined with my fingers, I fist my cock. Slowly, I begin stroking myself, up and down, imagining those soft lips wrapping around me. My length jerks with anticipation as I get closer and closer to letting go.
“Fuck,” I grunt out, pinching the tip before continue my descent down my shaft. I brace myself against the wall as images of her supple fingers gripping my thighs fill my vision.
My movements become sloppy with desire, desperate for the climax. I imagine Lilith here with me, beads of water dripping from her full breasts. Her fingers dancing along her clit as she seeks out her own orgasm below me.
My fingers clench into a fist, holding me up as my cum shoots out and onto the floor. I wring out every bit of the euphoria, spending as much time as I can in this state of bliss, before resting back against the cool tile.
I close my eyes as I ponder on where to go next. I can’t have her until she trusts me. No matter how deeply it's cutting me to wait. This has to be on Lilith’s terms, I can’t risk losing her again.
Chapter Six
