Adam and Lilly

Lilly woke up, throbbing between her legs and craving attention.  Memories from the previous night came crowding into her mind. ______ It had all started with such a simple idea.  She'd been in bed together with Adam, and they'd been teasing each other, gently playing, touching, and whispering random things.  She was nestled into his side tracing abstract patterns on his skin with her fingertips, "tell me something I don't know" she whispered, her breath warm against his throat. In the silence that followed her question she kissed his neck, his jaw, and then looked up at him. He was looking at her, "I'd like to watch someone sleep with you." he said not breaking eye contact. Her breath caught in her throat, she'd not expected anything quite like that, and at first wasn't sure how to react. "You're serious?"  "yes," He wasn't sure how she was taking it; she'd not looked offended or frightened, but thoughtful. She drew apart from him a little, "you want to watch someone f**k me?" she asked, trying to make sense of it. "yes. It's just a thought. Doesn't mean I expect you to do anything about it. It's just something I'd love to see. To watch you." There were butterflies in her tummy, and she was getting wet between her legs. It wasn't the thought of another man what turned her on, it was him, the man at her side and his beautiful, kinky fantasies. "Hypothetically, who would it be?" He hadn't expected her to want to talk about it, he'd not known what to expect, yet there she was snuggling closer to him, those big eyes of hers shining with mischief.