Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users-Chapter 141: That’s Because I Know What I Want

Meanwhile, behind him, Lilith had a sultry smirk on her lips, and the expression alone told Ethan that she was ready to go next.

With a sigh, he pulled away from the kiss and whispered, "Okay, your turn, I guess."

She giggled and gave him a mischievous smile.

Hearing Lilith wanting to go next and seeing her smile, Ethan just showed a doting look as he first carried the dazed Seraphina back to the bath mat and placed her there, gently lowering her down and brushing a damp strand of hair from her flushed face.

She barely stirred, her body still trembling from the aftermath.

Then he went back to Lilith—and with a swift motion, he pressed her against the nearby shower wall.

Her back hit the tile gently, and her eyes sparkled as the hot water flowed down over them both. She tilted her head slightly, one eyebrow raised in amusement.

"Oh my," she murmured, voice low and teasing. "Is someone feeling bold tonight?"

Ethan didn’t answer with words.

He simply stepped in closer, so close that their bodies touched from chest to thigh. The foam between them bubbled and shifted as his hands slid up her sides, gliding along the curve of her waist and then down to her hips.

Lilith leaned forward slowly and brushed her lips across his jawline.

"Mmm. I like this."

He kissed her. Not rushed. Not messy. Just deep and slow.

Their lips met and stayed, moving in smooth rhythm, their bodies slipping slightly with the wetness between them.

Her hands slid up his arms, tracing the muscle, then curved around his neck, pulling him closer.

Her breasts pressed into his chest, soft and full, the soap lather clinging between them. The way their skin met was like fire meeting silk—hot, smooth, and electric.

Ethan deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing against hers, tasting the heat on her lips. She opened her mouth eagerly, moaning quietly into him.

One of her legs lifted naturally, her thigh rubbing up against his hip.

He caught it with one hand, supporting her as he pressed into her more fully.

She broke the kiss with a soft gasp.

"Mm... that’s it," she whispered, her fingers dragging down his chest, leaving a trail in the soap as she moved. "Take your time, darling. I want to enjoy this."

He didn’t need to be told twice.

His lips moved to her neck, kissing and sucking gently, taking in the scent of her lavender skin, the warmth, the softness.

She tilted her head back, eyes fluttering closed, a small sigh escaping her lips.

Ethan pressed his body against hers fully now, his c... resting hot and firm against her stomach, the heat radiating between them like a current.

"You’re always so confident," he said softly, between kisses along her jaw. "So composed."

She chuckled breathlessly. "That’s because I know what I want."

"And what’s that?" he asked.

She opened her eyes, her crimson gaze locking with his.

"You."

Their lips met again, and this time, Ethan took full control.

His hands roamed lower, gripping her thighs as he lifted her slightly and pinned her gently but firmly to the wall. Water streamed down their bodies.

The motion was slow, controlled—there was no hurry.

Lilith wrapped her arms around his neck, her breathing quickening.

He kissed down her collarbone, along the tops of her breasts, which were already slick with foam.

His lips moved slowly, savoring her taste. His tongue swirled gently in small circles as she arched her back.

"You’re so soft," he murmured against her skin, his lips brushing the curve of her neck as his hands played with her breasts.

Lilith gave a quiet laugh, her breath warm against his ear.

"You’re not too bad yourself." She said as she felt his dick against her stomach.

He slowly lowered her, guiding her feet back to the slick tile, but still keeping her close.His arms didn’t leave her waist.

He just leaned in, pressing his forehead to hers as they both caught their breath.

The moment was thick with tension.

Everything about her made his mind blur—the way she moved, the way she smelled, the way her soft body responded to his touch without resistance.

She leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear.

"Don’t make me beg," she whispered, voice husky.

Ethan chuckled, his hand moving to the small of her back.

"You? Beg? That’ll be the day."

She bit his shoulder playfully.

"I might surprise you."

Their bodies slid together again, and Ethan began to kiss her even more, pressing her against the wall as their tongues danced, their chests rising and falling in sync.

Lilith moaned softly into his mouth, her body grinding gently into him.

Her large breasts were squished between them, their softness adding to the dizzying friction.

Ethan’s hands went to her lower back, then slid down to cup her ass. He squeezed, not roughly, just firmly, claiming her, guiding her.

"Mmm..." she purred.

He kissed her again and then pulled back to trail kisses down her neck.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as she let her head fall back, giving him full access.

The moment lingered.

Every movement was slow and deliberate.

He kissed her chest, each breast in turn, letting the water and foam frame the soft skin.

She trembled.

He wasn’t rushing.

He was savoring.

"Do you like teasing me?" she asked, her voice breathy.

"I like watching you lose control," he murmured.

She growled low in her throat. "Careful. That sounds like a challenge."

"Maybe it is," he said, his tongue flicking across her nipple before biting down gently.

Lilith gasped, her body jerking slightly.

The heat between them was unbearable now.

Not just from the water, but from everything.

She grabbed him by the face and kissed him again, roughly this time. Possessive. Hungry.

He let her.

And then he kissed her back—harder, deeper—until she whimpered against his lips.

He reached down, lifted her slightly again, and pinned her against the wall a second time.

This time, she didn’t say anything.

She just looked into his eyes, breath ragged, skin flushed, and lips parted.

And for a moment, neither of them moved.