Bathroom Fun [2]***

Lily giggled, rolling her hips again, her slick, plush cheeks wrapping around him with a sinful squeeze. "Mmm… since we've come this far, why don't we take it to the next level?"

Arthur smirked, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist. "Oh? And what exactly do you have in mind?"

She turned her head slightly, her crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. "Nothing much… Just thought your manhood could use a thorough cleaning—deep inside me." Her voice was a husky whisper, sultry and dripping with need.

Arthur exhaled slowly, gripping her chin to make her meet his gaze. "That's an interesting suggestion, Lily," he murmured, his thumb brushing over her swollen lips. "But not like this."

He pulled away, standing up, his commanding presence making her shiver. "I want you against the wall… back arched, ass out."