You are a girl who is going to a party that your friend has organized for you in honor of your birthday. Your friend's name is Stella. She's a bright brunette you've been talking to for years. Suddenly, the doorbell rings and a courier stands on your doorstep - a young pumped-up Marcus. He hands you a small box and says in a low, frilly voice, "Stella asked me to give you this."

"Sure," says Marcus as he watches the girl hurry into her room, throwing things around. He tries very hard not to look at how seductive Lilith looks. He goes into the kitchen and watches the girl disappear into her room.

Marcus sighs heavily as he leans against the counter in the kitchen. As he waits, his mind begins to wander... He thinks about how beautiful Lilith is and how it must feel to have her as a friend. He also can't help but wonder what kind of party Stella has planned for them tonight.

Marcus paces nervously back and forth, occasionally glancing at the clock on the stove. He can't help but wonder what Lilith could be doing in there for so long. After a few minutes, he finally decides to peek through the keyhole to see if she's alright. As he looks through, he can see Lilith kneeling on the floor, ass up, trying to stuff the butt plug into herself. He feels a mixture of shock and arousal rush through him as he watches her struggle with it.

Marcus turns around when he hears Lilith come out of her room. Her face is flushed and she's biting her lower lip nervously. Marcus tries his best to keep a casual look on his face, not wanting to show her that he was peeking. "Yes, ma'am?" he asks, looking up at her. On the other hand, he likes the way such a sexy woman gets embarrassed and blushes... It's funny and wildly exciting at the same time.

Marcus raises an eyebrow, still looking slightly amused. "With what, miss?" he asks, stepping closer to her. There's a genuine concern in his voice now that she's asked for help, though it's mixed with the thrill of being part of something naughty and secret.

Marcus nods slowly, looking at the anal plug with curiosity now. "Well," he begins, his voice deepening as he speaks, "you'll need a little help. Why don't I show you how it's done?" He takes her by the hand and leads her over to the counter where there are some kitchen towels. "You can put these down and relax."

Marcus looks down at Lilith, taking in her exposed body and the need she has that he can fulfill. He kneels between her legs, using his free hand to spread her cheeks apart further so he can get a better view of her tight little hole. Reaching forward, he begins to rub circles around her entrance, teasing and stroking until she's moaning softly beneath him. Then, when she's wet and ready, he positions the butt plug against her opening and pushes it slowly inside. Lilith grunts as it slides in easily once she's warmed up, stretching her tight muscles around the toy.

Marcus gently pushes further until the entire length is buried deep within her ass, making sure that it's firmly seated before letting go of her hips and sitting back on his heels. He looks down at Lilith with a satisfied grin, admiring how good she looks like this. "There you go, all set," he says softly, running a finger along the line where her cheek meets her jaw.

Marcus helps Lilith up from the counter and motions her towards the door. "Shall we go?" he asks with a grin. As they head out of the kitchen and towards the front door, he can't help but admire how incredible she looks in that robe...and now how perfectly her new toy is filling out her backside.

They arrive at the bar and Stella's party is already in full swing. The music is loud, people are dancing, and laughter fills the air. "Here you go," Marcus says, opening the door for Lilith before leading her inside himself. The heat of the room and smell of alcohol only serve to heighten his arousal further as he watches her navigate through the crowd, looking for Stella or their table.

Marcus takes in his surroundings as they enter the bar, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He knows that Lilith is now part of this world, and he wonders what kind of trouble they'll get into tonight. His eyes keep drifting back to her ass, admiring how well the butt plug fills out her cheeks as she walks. It makes him even harder than before, if possible.

Finally spotting Stella at a table near the back, Marcus nudges Lilith in her side and motions for her to follow. "There's your friend," he says with a nod, trying his best to sound casual as they weave through the crowd towards their destination.

As they approach Stella, Marcus leans in close to Lilith and whispers, "You look absolutely incredible tonight." He can feel her blush against his cheek and it only serves to heighten the desire coursing through him. "Have fun," he says with a wink before giving her a small push towards Stella's outstretched hand.

With that, Marcus steps back, giving them some space but still keeping an eye on both of them as they reconnect and begin to enjoy the party. The night is still young, after all...and anything could happen.

The excitement of the bar and the sight of Lilith moving through the crowd only makes Marcus harder. He wanders over to the bar, ordering a drink while keeping an eye on her. As he takes a sip, he can't help but wonder if she's thinking about him too...and what they might get up to later in the night.

With a nod of his head, he greets Stella, who comes closer to them. Her gaze slides over Lilith and through the translucent fabric of her dress she notices a plug. "I see you got my present," she says with a sly smile, lightly slapping Lilith's ass.

Marcus laughs loudly at that, turning away from them to hide his grin. "Maybe I'll have to make it up to you later, hm?" he says teasingly before downing the rest of his drink and ordering another one.

Stella chuckles darkly and takes a sip of her own drink, never taking her gaze off Lilith for too long. "Perhaps..." she murmurs, tracing her fingertips along the edge of the bar. "But this is just preparation, dear. Just to prepare your hole for more."

Marcus looks between the two women, feeling the heat building inside him. He can tell that they're talking about something more than just casual fun tonight...and he likes where this is going. "I think I'll step out for some air," he says before turning and walking away from the bar, leaving the girls to their own devices.

Stella comes closer to Lilith and her hand slides under her dress, lifting it higher. "It looks amazing," she whispers, watching as a large plug flaunts between Lilith's two buttocks, "You don't mind showing it to everyone, do you, dear?".

Marcus walks up to a window, letting in some cool air before returning his attention back to the two women. He can feel himself growing hard as he watches Stella tease Lilith with her fingers. The thought of being able to join them again crosses his mind, making him wonder if it's something that they would be interested in. He returns to their table, watching as the party guests begin to look in their direction more and more often. Stella grins and lifts Lilith's dress even higher, saying in a seductive voice, "Get on the table on all fours, honey. Show them your closed hole."

Marcus watches with growing lust. He slowly approaches Lilith from the front, feeling the warmth of her body radiating from her. He looks down at her, watching as she suffocates from the attention and affection of strangers. "You feel so good," he whispers, lifting her chin and running his thumb over her lower lip, adding, "Now you're almost a real slut, honey. Just look at how they look at your holes."

Marcus chuckles darkly and pushes his fingers deeper into her mouth, massaging her tongue with them. "I see you like that word," he says huskily before letting go of her chin. "But I think you need a little more convincing..." He stretches out his hand and begins to slowly pull the plug out of her anal. Her hole is wide open, because she's used to this diameter all the time.

Marcus kneels down between her legs, eyes boring into hers as he takes in the sight of her exposed hole. He runs his tongue up and along her slit, tasting her essence as he goes. When he reaches her entrance, he laps at it gently with the tip of his tongue before pushing inside, feeling how tight she is from all the attention tonight.

Meanwhile, Stella is not wasting her time. She brings a big black dildo, which looks very intimidating. "It seems to be the perfect size for this baby," she says, handing the toy to Marcus.

Marcus licks and sucks on Lilith's entrance, savoring the taste of her as he positions the black dildo at her opening. He looks up at Stella, nodding slightly in acknowledgment before slowly pushing the toy inside her. Lilith cries out sharply, arching her back even further in pleasure as she feels it stretch her tight passage. Stella kisses Lilith on the lips and whispers, listening to her moans, "Your ass should contain the sperm of everyone who is here today. Do you understand me, slut?"

Marcus glances up at Stella as he hears her words, watching her expression as she looks down at Lilith with satisfaction. He nods slightly, understanding her request perfectly. His cock stands hard and proud against his pants as he continues to thrust the dildo in and out of Lilith's ass, making sure she feels every inch of it. His free hand gropes roughly between her legs, finding her soaking wet folds and rubbing circles around her clit until she gasps out a moan that echoes through the room.

Stella enjoys her submissiveness and arousal. "Show me how much you want to get cum poured into you by everyone here," she whispers passionately "Your slut hole is ready for this, right?"

Marcus continues to work Lilith's clit expertly with his fingers while thrusting the dildo inside her ass with power, making sure every inch of it hits her G-spot. He glances up at Stella, noticing the satisfied grin on her face as she watches them. "I think she's more than ready for whatever you have in store," he says darkly before leaning down to capture Lilith's lips with his own, devouring her moans as he thrusts even harder inside of her.

The party continues around them, but it might as well be happening on another planet. For Marcus, Stella, and Lilith, all that matters is the hot flesh pressed against their own, the moans of pleasure filling the air as they give in to their carnal desires.

Marcus pulls away from Lilith's lips, breathing hard. "You ready for more?" he asks huskily before leaning down again and kissing her deeply. His hand continues to work between her legs, finding just the right spot to make her moan even louder than before.

Stella watches them with a satisfied smile, reaching out to stroke Lilith's cheek. "You're such a good little slut," she whispers, leaning in close enough that their lips are almost touching as she teases, "I think it's time I get a taste..."

With that, she leans forward and licks a slow line up Lilith's neck before pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. As they kiss, Stella's tongue slides into Lilith's mouth, tangling with hers while her hand moves down to cup Marcus' erection through his pants. She looks at him over Lilith's shoulder and crooks a finger, beckoning him closer.

Marcus watches Stella kiss Lilith, his cock growing harder as he sees her hand cup him through his pants. Without breaking eye contact with her, he pushes the dildo deeper into Lilith's ass one final time and then pulls it out, leaving her feeling empty and aching for more. Marcus takes the metal anal tunnel from Stella's hands and inserts it into Lilith's inflamed open anus. "That's it, my dear," he mutters hoarsely, "A lot of people are going to cum in themselves right now."

Stella smiles as she watches the expression on Lilith's face, knowing that her words have hit their mark. "I think it's time," she whispers, leaning in to whisper something into Marcus' ear before stepping back and watching him with anticipation. Marcus nods slightly in understanding before looking down at Lilith, his dark eyes filled with desire as he brushes a stray hair from her face. "Now you'll need to take about ten men," he says, holding her chin, "they'll just cum in your ass one at a time, and you'll have to thank everyone for it."

"They will be," Marcus assures her gently before looking over at Stella. "Let the party begin."

With that, he steps aside, allowing a handful of men to gather around Lilith, each one eager to take their turn with her filled and ready hole. As they line up behind each other, she closes her eyes tightly, bracing herself for what's about to come. She feels rough hands grip her hips, spreading her wide as the first man presses his engorged cock against her backdoor. Without another word, he begins to thrust in and out of her, grunting with pleasure as he takes advantage of this willing young thing beneath him.

Lilith bites down on her lip, feeling each thrust deeper into her than the last. Her body feels like it's on fire from all the attention, and she can feel herself growing wetter between the legs with every passing moment. "Thank you," she whispers between moans, her voice hoarse from arousal as she takes the next man and then the one after that, her body moving effortlessly beneath them all.

The room erupts in cheers as Lilith takes on man after man, her body moving effortlessly beneath them all. Marcus watches with growing excitement, his cock straining against his pants as he imagines what it would feel like to be inside her right now. Finally, the last of the men have taken their turn and Stella moves forward, positioning herself between Lilith's spread legs. She takes a step back and Lilith feels the head of her cock pressing at her entrance, stretching her tight hole before pushing inside with force.

"Ahh!" Lilith cries out in pleasure as she finally gets to feel Stella's cock inside her again. The feeling is different this time around, though, as if Stella has grown even bigger since their last encounter. She reaches up to grab onto Stella's hips, trying to hold on as the larger woman begins to thrust roughly into her body.

Stella moans loudly as she thrusts into Lilith, her hands gripping tightly onto the table for leverage. "Yes," she gasps between breaths, "You're such a perfect little slut for us." She glances down at Marcus before returning her focus to Lilith, watching with pleasure as they move together on the table.

Stella continues to fuck Lilith hard, feeling the cum already overflowing her hole, dripping right onto the table.

Marcus watches intently as Lilith is taken by Stella, her body moving perfectly in tandem with their movements. He can tell that she's close, and he wants nothing more than to be the one who takes her over the edge. As if sensing his desire, Lilith glances up at him with pleading eyes, wordlessly begging for release.

With a growl, Marcus pushes himself off the table, towering over them both. He grabs ahold of Stella's hips and yanks her roughly away from Lilith before positioning himself between her spread legs, cock already hard with anticipation. "I think it's time for you to cum all over my cock, slut," he rasps into her ear as he thrusts forward powerfully, sinking balls deep inside of her and claiming her for one final time.

Lilith gasps at the feeling of Marcus filling her once again, her body shuddering as she finally gives in to orgasm, her whole body convulsing around him. Her muscles spasm, milking every drop of cum from her overfilled hole and covering both Stella and Marcus with it. She cries out incoherent sounds of pleasure and relief as the wave washes over her, leaving her spent and satiated at last.

With a final thrust

Lilith blushes deeply under his gaze, unable to deny it any longer. "I...guess I am," she murmurs shyly before glancing over at Stella, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Thank you both for this incredible night." She reaches up to stroke each of their cheeks, feeling the warmth of their skin beneath her fingertips.

The party slowly begins to wind down around them, leaving the three of them alone with the afterglow of pleasure and intimacy. As they clean themselves up and dress, Marcus can't help but wonder what the future holds for this new trio...and if there will be more nights like this one in store for them.

Stella chuckles softly and kisses Lilith on the forehead. "Don't thank us yet," she says teasingly, "We haven't decided how often we want to play with you yet." She winks at her as they start heading towards the door. "Though I have a feeling it will be quite often..."

They step out into the cool night air, and Marcus can feel the weight of their shared secret pressing down on them. He takes a deep breath, pushing aside his worries for now. There's still time to enjoy the rest of the evening with these two incredible women before they make any decisions about what happens next.

Marcus follows behind them, unable to tear his eyes away from the sway of their hips as they walk together down the darkened street. He knows that this is only the beginning for them, but he can't help but feel a sense of loss at leaving something important behind at the party. Still, there will be other parties, and other opportunities to enjoy these two incredible women. Stella breaks the silence and stops by her car and says, "Baby, you need to get a good night's sleep because tomorrow you're invited to a party by special people. It will be the mayor of the city."

"We can come with you if you want," Marcus chimes in, leaning against the car beside them. "But it might be nice for you to have a night out on your own too." He smiles down at her, his expression softening. "We'll take care of each other while you're gone." Stella nods in agreement, gently mussing Lilith's hair with her fingers. "You deserve some time to enjoy yourself without us breathing down your neck all the time." She pauses, then adds teasingly, "Unless, of course, that's what you prefer..."

Lilith laughs and shakes her head, feeling more alive than she has in years. As they start walking back to their apartments, she can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation for the adventures that lie ahead with these two incredible women by her side.

Stella raises an eyebrow in amusement at Lilith's question. "You never know until you find out," she says mysteriously, opening the car door for her. "Now get some sleep and we'll see where tonight takes us." She pats the seat invitingly, waiting for Lilith to climb inside before sliding into the driver's seat herself.

Marcus leans in close, speaking quietly so only she can hear him. "Trust us," he whispers against her ear, running a finger lightly down her neck and cupping her breast through her shirt. "No matter what happens tonight, we'll make sure you have the time of your life." He pulls back with a satisfied grin, watching as she climbs into the car before closing the door behind her.

With a wave, Stella starts the engine and they drive off into the night, leaving Marcus to wonder what sort of trouble - and pleasure - Lilith will find at this party with the mayor...

Stella grins at Lilith. "The mayor is a connoisseur of body art," she explains with a laugh, "And I heard that he specifically asked for you. He saw you at the last party we attended and just couldn't get enough." She pauses, looking her up and down with an appreciative glint in her eye. "The mayor is also very fond of anal sex... And your hole is perfect for his fun."

"Of course I can," Stella answers reassuringly. "I know just what you need." With that, she pulls Lilith closer and kisses her passionately, her hand moving down to cup Lilith's breast through the thin material of the dress. Lilith moans softly into Stella's mouth, feeling the desire rising within her at the other woman's touch.

As they break apart for air, Stella smiles suggestively. "We don't want you to be too tight for him tonight," she murmurs, trailing a fingertip down Lilith's stomach. "Get down on all fours and pull down your thong, sweetheart."

With a slight push, Stella begins to stretch Lilith open with the dildo, carefully working her way inside. "Just relax," she murmurs soothingly into her ear, "Let me help you get ready for tonight." As the length of the dildo slowly disappears inside of her, Lilith moans softly, arching her back to meet Stella's touch.

The feel of being stretched and filled in this new way makes Lilith ache for more. She tries not to think about how many other people's fingers, cocks, and toys have been inside her over the past few days; instead, she focuses on the sensation of Stella claiming her again.

Marcus watches from across the room as Stella takes care of Lilith. He smiles at how obedient she is, taking everything Stella gives her without complaint. As he imagines what it would feel like to be inside her now, his cock twitches against his pants and a bead of sweat trickles down his temple.

"I think our little slut needs an enema, just in case," he says, coming closer to both of them. In his hands, he holds a thick hose attached to a water bottle. Stella nods her head approvingly and jokingly replies, "I think you're right, it's boring for us to wash yesterday's sperm from her hole."

With practiced ease, Marcus guides the nozzle of the hose into Lilith's aching hole. She lets out a sharp gasp as it fills her up, the cool water making her shiver and clench around it reflexively. As he begins to pump the bulb on the side of the bottle, forcing the water in deeper, she arches her back and moans loudly.

"Oh fuck," she whispers hoarsely, "That feels so good..." Her words are lost against a sharp gasp as another rush of water fills her up even more, making her ass tighten around the nozzle in ecstasy. With each passing moment, Marcus watches as Stella's initial plan begins to take shape before him: with every stroke of his arm, he brings Lilith closer and closer to orgasmic release. He grins wickedly at his partner as they continue their intimate ritual behind the unsuspecting girl.

As Lilith squirms and moans beneath them, Stella moves forward and takes one of her breasts in her hand, squeezing gently at first before increasing the pressure until it's nearly painful. She sucks on her nipple hard, eliciting a sharp cry from the younger woman as she is pushed over the edge.

"Ahhh!" Lilith shrieks as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, her muscles spasm and milk more water out of her ass with each contraction. Her orgasm goes on and on, leaving her limp and sated in their capable hands. As she comes down from the high, she glances up at them both, a mixture of gratitude and confusion in her eyes.

"That...was amazing," she whispers hoarsely, "But I'm not sure what just happened..." Her cheeks flush as she realizes exactly what they did to her.

Marcus watches intently as Stella soothes Lilith's confusion with gentle words and touch. He knows that they will have plenty of opportunities to enjoy their new slut in the future, and he looks forward to seeing how far she's willing to go for their pleasure. For now, though, he relishes the thought of her being taken by someone as powerful and mysterious as the mayor. "It's time for you to get out, my dirty girl," Marcus says with a slight sneer, "Maybe the mayor is not known for his patience."

The villa is really chic and has a rich and refined interior. The music is already playing at full volume, people are drinking and having fun. The mayor exchanges a few phrases with each of the guests, waiting for the long-awaited girl with an unusual name. His cock twitches in anticipation at the thought of how much he wants to take her. His gaze keeps darting to the door, expecting to see her, and it happens.

The mayor takes her hand and brings it up to his lips, kissing it softly. "My dear Lilith," he says in a deep voice that sends shivers down her spine. "It is such an honor for you to be here tonight." He motions for her to follow him, leading her through the crowd of people into one of the private rooms upstairs.

Once they're alone, the mayor closes the door behind them and turns to face Lilith again, his gaze raking over her body hungrily. "I hope that all the rumors that are going around about you are true."

The mayor steps closer to her, his cock straining against his pants. "Oh, I most certainly am," he says with a wicked smile. Without another word, he lifts Lilith up by the hips and seats her on one of the plush sofas in the room. Her legs spread wide, presenting him with an inviting view of her wet folds and swollen clit. His hands go to work untying his tie before swiftly pulling it off and throwing it across the room.

"You know," he whispers huskily into her ear, "I've been hearing about your...experiences with certain objects in your private parts." His fingers dip lower, tracing circles around her entrance as she gasps softly at his touch. "I think I might like to try something similar with you tonight." He slips a finger inside of her roughly, eliciting another moan from her throat. "I have so many plans for you, my trouble-free girl. I don't even know where to start."

The mayor grins wickedly before sliding his finger back out of her, eliciting another moan of disappointment from her lips. "Tonight," he says darkly, "you are mine to play with as I please." With that, he stands up and undresses himself quickly, revealing a hard cock already leaking pre-cum onto his stomach.

He crawls back between Lilith's spread legs and positions himself at her entrance. Her tight channel feels incredible around him, nearly burning as it clamps down on his length. He begins to push slowly inside of her, feeling her muscles stretch and accommodate him with each inch that disappears into her depths. "Oh fuck," he groans, burying his face in her neck as he finally bottoms out inside of her.

He pulls back slightly, then thrusts forward harder, reveling in the sensation of being so deep within her body. Lilith gasps for air as he starts to pound into her mercilessly, filling the room with the sounds of their passionate union. His free hand finds her breast through the thin material of her dress and squeezes roughly, eliciting another moan from between her parted lips.

"Yes," he growls, "You're so wet for me, my sweet Lil

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back against him, meeting his thrusts with her own needy motions. The friction between them is almost unbearable; it's like they're one creature moving together in perfect harmony. He can feel the muscles of her pussy clenching and releasing around him as she approaches orgasm, a primal sound ripped from her throat as she finally gives in to the pleasure coursing through her body.

He doesn't last much longer after that; his own climax hits him hard and fast, his hot seed spurting deep inside of her as he growls out his release. For several moments they are both lost in the throes of passion, their bodies moving together in a frenzy of need and satisfaction.

Finally, spent, he collapses on top of her, catching his breath as sweat beads down his brow. With a sigh, he nuzzles into her neck, pressing a tender kiss there before pulling back to gaze down at her. "I've never had a woman like you," he whispers hoarsely, "You are truly amazing." His hand wanders lower, cupping her gently through the damp fabric of her dress.

Lilith smiles up at him, feeling warm and content in

The mayor smirks, running his fingers through her hair and gazing down at her with satisfaction. "I'm glad you think so," he says, still a bit breathless from their exertions. He contemplates for a moment before continuing, "You know... I have a few more friends who might like to get to know you better. What do you say?" His eyes gleam with mischief and anticipation. "And they're on the ground floor right now, and they're probably bored."

Marcus smiles broadly at her reply. "Excellent," he says, helping her up from the sofa and straightening her dress. "I think we have some guests who are about to become very lucky indeed." He leads Lilith downstairs toward the sound of raised voices and laughter, his cock already beginning to stir at the thought of being inside her again soon.

Marcus guides Lilith through the crowd of people until they reach two men she doesn't recognize. He presents her to them with a proud grin. "Ladies and gentlemen," he says, his voice carrying easily across the room, "allow me to introduce you all to our dear Lilith." As the two men exchange glances, their eyes drifting hungrily over her body, Marcus can feel himself growing hard once more at the thought of being inside her again.

"Don't be shy," the other man says with a cruel smirk as he watches her take in his own cock. He lifts her chin up with one finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. "We know you're an expert at pleasing people." As he guides her head toward his lap, Marcus watches with interest, feeling a twinge of jealousy as she takes the other man's cock in her mouth for the first time.

Marcus watches with growing anticipation as Lilith pleases his friends, her skill and enthusiasm making their cocks even harder and more demanding. He knows that she'll be taken care of in turn, but for now he enjoys the sight of her body moving beneath another man's touch.

He steps closer to them, his own arousal threatening to spill over as he watches the way she takes their cocks so effortlessly. With a smile, he leans down and whispers into her ear, "You really are one of a kind." She shivers at his words and his breath on her skin, and responds with a moan around the other man's dick.

As he watches Lilith work her magic on his friends, Marcus cannot help but feel a surge of possessiveness rise up within him. He takes a step closer still, his erect cock pressed against her back as she kneels between them. Reaching around to cup one of her breasts roughly, he pinches the nipple hard, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her.

"Are you enjoying this, Lilith?" he growls in her ear, his voice husky with desire. "Do you like being used by these men?" She shudders and moans as she feels him thrust his hips forward, grinding against her ass.

"Good," he whispers harshly, not releasing her nipple from his grasp even as it begins to harden under his touch. "Then enjoy yourself." He pushes harder against her back, grinding their hips together in a rough, demanding rhythm that echoes the motions of her mouth and hands on their cocks. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels overwhelmed by pleasure coursing through her body like wildfire.

Marcus watches with growing satisfaction as Lilith succumbs to her desires, writhing beneath their hands and lips. His own arousal is nearly unbearable now, but he waits for the perfect moment to claim her for himself once more. When she finally gasps his name and comes undone around them, spasming wildly on their fingers and cocks, it's all he can do not to lose control himself.

Pulling away from her body with a harsh groan, Marcus reaches down and grips his hard length in his hand, stroking it roughly as he watches the other two men finish as well, their hot cum spraying across Lilith's face and neck. He leans down until his mouth is inches from her ear. "I want to fuck your ass this time. You don't mind, do you, girl?".

Marcus grins darkly, his voice rumbling in his throat as he grabs her ass and begins to spread her buttocks.

"So impatient"

He growls as one of his fingers slides effortlessly past the tight ring of muscles guarding her backside.

"I wonder how many people you've led this way already?"

His other hand reaches between them, roughly grabbing and tugging at her aching clit. Lilith screams, arching her back even harder as he pushes his finger deeper into her ass, stretching the tense muscle until she feels the blunt tip of his middle finger touching something hot and wet inside her. "So how many cocks have been in that sweet hole, honey? Do you even remember?". T

"I bet they all felt just as good."

he growls in her ear, thrusting his finger even deeper into her ass before bending it again, finding that perfect spot that makes her beat helplessly against him.

"You like being fucked right here, don't you?" he asks, amused by her embarrassment. He likes to see the shame in her eyes so much and he takes his time. He wants to prolong the pleasure and play with her by saying obscenities."

Marcus watches with hungry eyes as she comes apart beneath his touch. He can feel the heat of her release spread through her body and it only serves to ignite the fire burning in his groin even more. With a rough growl, he pulls his fingers free from her ass, his cock aching for its turn at claiming her so thoroughly.

"Now it's my turn," he says roughly, pushing her back down onto all fours before positioning himself behind her. His erect length nudges at her wet entrance and she gasps as the head presses against her sore but eager opening. He thrusts hard, taking her in one deep stroke that makes them both cry out. Her body arches beneath his as he begins to move roughly, claiming her with harsh words and bruising hands. She is his tonight and he will make sure she remembers it forever.

His grunts and groans fill the room as he takes her roughly from behind, each thrust driving him closer to his own release. She feels so hot and tight around him; it's been too long since he's had a woman like this. His hand cups her breast roughly through the thin fabric of her dress, pinching and rolling the nipple until she cries out for more.

"That's it," he growls, his hips bucking faster as he nears the edge. "Tell me how much you want this." The rest of the men in the room are watching this performance, feeling aroused again despite the previous surrender. "This slut is really good," one of them mutters, squatting in front of Lilith's face and lifting his chin to look into her bleary eyes.

Markus growls deep in his throat as he feels her tight channel clamp down on him, her body shuddering around his cock. With one last hard thrust, he empties himself into her, groaning loudly as hot spurts of cum fill her up. He holds still for a moment, catching his breath, then slowly begins to pull out of her.

Her pussy clenches and unclenches around his shaft like a vice, trying desperately to keep him inside but knowing that he'll soon be lost in the heat of the moment once more. As he watches her ass glisten with their combined sweat and juices, he growls darkly, "You're mine again..."

He roughly spins her around, pressing his hard length against her lips. "Suck me," he demands, shoving his cock between her teeth until she opens her mouth to accept him. Her hands come up to cup his balls as she sucks and licks at him greedily, desperate for any taste of him that remains.

His eyes narrow as he watches her, his hand tangling roughly in her hair. "You need me?" He growls. "You'll have me any way I can give it to you." Before she has time to respond, he lifts her up into his arms and carries her over to a nearby couch where he lays her out on her back. With a vicious thrust, he takes her again, impaling himself deep inside of her.

Her back arches off the couch, nails scratching at the soft leather as she moans around his cock. He begins to move roughly against her, his hips slamming into hers in a punishing rhythm that leaves them both panting and sweating. With every thrust, he feels himself drawing closer to the edge once more, determined this time not to pull back until he has satisfied his need for her completely.

Her legs wrap around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her as she presses her chest against his. He can feel her wet heat slicken his fingers as they trail up her inner thighs, parting the silky folds to find her swollen clit. "You like this?" he growls into her ear as he circles her tiny nub with one finger, eliciting a moan from deep in her chest. Her pussy

Marcus grins darkly as he watches her writhe beneath him, the sight of her helpless pleasure driving him closer to the edge. He quickens his pace, thrusting harder and deeper into her with each stroke. Her back arches higher, pushing him deeper into her aching core.

"Come for me," he growls, thrusting roughly again before curling one hand around her throat, holding her still as he brings his other hand down between them to tease her clit expertly. "Give it all to me." He feels the tightness in her body, knows she's close now, just on the brink of release. With one final thrust, he empties himself into her, his cock pulsing as hot cum spills deep inside.

Her nails scrape at his back and her legs twitch wildly around him as she finally comes apart beneath him, crying out his name in a long shuddering moan. He collapses on top of her, panting heavily, feeling the weight of his satisfaction wash over him. It's been a long time since he's felt like this, dominating and claiming someone so completely. And Lilith? She's more than worth it. He rolls off her, flopping onto his back beside her with a sigh. "Well,"

"Well," he repeats with a satisfied smirk. "That was something else." Marcus glances down at her body, still flushed and sweaty from their exertions, his cock beginning to stir once more in the warm space between her thighs. He reaches out, idly tracing one finger along her hip before cupping her breast roughly through her dress again. "Tell me," he says, voice suddenly cold and dangerous, "how would you like to work for me instead?"

"I think you know exactly what I mean.",

He speaks with a mischievous grin.

"You belong to me, Lilith. And since you've shown yourself to be so valuable tonight..."

He pauses, lowering his head to take one of her nipples between his teeth and suck hard. She screams at the sensation, arching towards him, even as she squirms with fear and desire.

"I want you to stay. I'll provide for you from head to toe."

He whispers into her skin.

"You'll have everything you've never even dreamed of, my little slut."

His hand slides even lower, teasing the wet folds of her pussy through the thin fabric of her dress. She gasps, digging her nails into his shoulders in an attempt to keep her balance.

Markus gazes deeply into her eyes as he thrusts his fingers roughly inside of her, filling her up with the feel of him. "Oh, you will please them," he says roughly, biting down on her nipple hard enough to make her cry out. "But not like that." He thrusts harder, matching the rhythm of his fingers against the beat of his words. "No, you'll only belong to me. And I'll decide when and how much you pleasure them..." His other hand circles her clit through the thin material of her dress, eliciting another desperate moan from deep within her throat.

Markus' eyes flash with triumph as he watches the resolve drain from her face, replaced by a mixture of fear and desire. His own cock grows harder in her hand, leaking precum that she eagerly laps up with her tongue. "Yes," he whispers, his voice hoarse with need. "That's it."

With one quick movement, he yanks her off the couch by her hair, pulling her roughly onto her knees before him. Her breasts spill free from their confines as he cups them roughly in his hands, pinching and rolling the nipples until they stand erect and tight. "You'll serve me," he growls, leaning forward to lick at one stiff peak, "in any way I see fit." His free hand moves down between her spread legs, two fingers sliding effortlessly into her slick folds.

"That's it," he growls, his hips bucking forward as he drives two fingers deeper inside her. Her wet heat envelopes them, slick with need and desire. He watches her body tremble beneath his touch, the sight of her submission driving him wild.

With a savage grin, Marcus yanks his fingers free from her pussy only to slam his cock back into her mouth. Her eyes go wide as he begins to roughly fuck her face, taking her roughly and without mercy. His other hand grips one of her breasts tightly, squeezing and pinching until she cries out around him.

Her throat works as she tries to swallow him whole, the vibration of her efforts driving him even closer to the edge. He growls in pleasure as he thrusts harder into her mouth, feeling the warmth and wetness envelop him. "That's it," he rasps, his hands tightening on her breasts as his hips buck faster and wilder.

With a hoarse cry, he comes deep inside her mouth, his cock pulsing with release as hot cum fills her mouth and spills down her throat. He holds still for a moment, savoring the feel of her body yielding to him so perfectly before pulling out with a satisfied grunt. His hands move roughly to her hips, lifting her up off the floor and spinning her around so she's facing the other men in the room.

"Look what I found," he says with a grin that could only be described as predatory. "A little slut who needs a real man to take care of her." His gaze drops to where his cum drips from her chin, pooling on her chest and stomach before trickling lower still. He watches with hungry eyes as it travels across the smooth expanse of her flat belly toward the dark curls hidden between her spread legs. "And I think she'll do just fine

Markus looks her up and down, his gaze lingering on the dark curls between her legs. "I think she'll do just fine serving me," he growls lowly, reaching out to run a finger through her damp hair before letting it drop again to flick at the tip of one hard nipple.

She shudders under his touch and gasps as heat flares anew in her core. Her eyes close tightly, feeling impossibly exposed and vulnerable with all these men watching them. But there's something else beneath that fear: desire. She wants this, wants to be owned by Markus. And the way he looks at her, touches her... she knows it won't be long now before he has her again.

Marcus would stay with her, giving her space. "My girl," he growls with approval and pride in his voice, "Go and get yourself in order, tomorrow we will have a difficult day."

Markus watches her go with a satisfied smirk. "She'll be back," he murmurs to the other men in the room. "And she'll be mine." He takes a long swig from his drink before setting it down on the floor with a satisfying clink. Settling back into his chair, he grins even wider as his gaze drifts over the other women in the room; delicious morsels just waiting to be claimed by him and his friends. The thought of the power he wields over them sends shivers down his spine, making him harder beneath his clothes. "There's going to be one hell of a party tonight," he growls darkly. "And I plan on enjoying every last second of it."

With that, he stands and makes his way through the crowd of revelers, his gaze fixed on the women as they dance and laugh, unaware of the predator stalking among them. The night is young, and there's still so much fun to be had. For now though...there's one particular lady who has caught his eye, and he can't wait to show her just how good it feels to belong to him.

Marcus leans back in his chair, regarding her with dark eyes. "You have done well for me, Lilith." His voice is smooth as silk, the corners of his lips quirking up into a satisfied smirk. "But I wonder...do you think that perhaps there's more you could be doing?"

He pauses, watching her carefully for any sign of understanding or defensiveness. When he sees neither, only curiosity reflected in her eyes, he continues. "I mean, there's going to be a small festival here in Los Angeles today. And as mayor, I need to be there."

Marcus smirks, looking satisfied. "That's what I like to hear." He leans forward in his chair, resting his elbows on the desk. "I want you to be my personal assistant today, Lilith. That means making sure I have everything I need, and that I look good doing it." He winks at her playfully, making her heart skip a beat. "Stars like James McAvoy, Brad Pitt, Keanu Reeves will be at the reception..." he lists, trying to bring her up to speed.

Marcus leans back in his chair once more, considering her question thoughtfully. "Hmmm..." he drawls out, eyeing her carefully. "I don't see why not. But only if you promise to keep your eyes on me the whole time." He grins wickedly. "After all, I wouldn't want anyone else taking my attention away from you."

Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she nods eagerly in agreement. "Yes, of course," she says breathily, hardly able to believe her luck. Today is going to be the best day ever. With a final glance at Marcus, she turns on her heel and heads out to prepare for their big day together.

When Lilith emerges from his room looking absolutely stunning, Marcus' breath hitches in his throat. Her curves are highlighted perfectly by the clingy material of her dress and he can't help but wonder how many other men will be fighting to get a chance with her today. He forces himself to compose himself as they make their way through the crowd at the festival, Marcus keeping an arm around her waist possessively while she trails her fingers along his forearm teasingly.

The day is full of excitement, laughter and occasional drama, but throughout it all Lilith remains by Marcus' side like a faithful guard dog, ensuring that he has everything he needs and that no other woman manages to steal even a moment from him. As the sun begins to set and the reception gets underway, he whispers into her ear, "Time for me to shine."

"Of course it is," Marcus replies casually as he takes a piece of chocolate from the table and offers one to Lilith before shovelling another in his mouth himself. "How are things?" He asks between mouthfuls, taking in the other man's appearance. Keanu Reeves seems to be drunk already, but Marcus supposes that's hardly surprising for this event.

Keanu looks at Lilith, studying her beautiful profile and facial features. Deep down, he is confused by her beauty and grace, which is absolutely not his style. "Is this your girlfriend, Mayor?" asks Keanu with a good-natured smile and curiosity.

Marcus smiles wolfishly, taking a step closer to Keanu, making sure that the other man can feel his presence as much as Lilith does. "No," he says slowly and dangerously, feeling his cock stir against the confines of his pants at the idea of having another man covet her like this. "She's my... assistant."

Keanu nods slowly, not quite sure how to respond but unwilling to press the issue. "Where do you find such assistants, Mayor?" asks Keanu with amusement and delight in his voice. He looks directly at Lilith and asks, "May I know your name?"

Marcus savors the moment, watching as Lilith stands taller under Keanu's gaze. His hand tightens possessively on her waist, a subtle but undeniable claim of ownership. "Ah," he says casually, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Lilith here is quite special. You wouldn't believe the things she's done for me." His words are spoken softly, but they carry weight nonetheless.

Keanu Reeves looks at her with newfound interest and respect. He nods slowly, taking another sip of his drink before asking, "Do you enjoy your work, Lilith?" There's a challenge in the question as well as genuine curiosity. Marcus can practically feel Keanu assessing whether she would be satisfied working for him instead.

Marcus watches Lilith intently, savoring the moment as Keanu Reeves so obviously regards her with newfound interest. His fingers tighten on her waist possessively, and he tilts his head slightly to one side as if considering her words carefully. "I think Mr. Reeves is a little tired of the party," Marcus half-jokingly says, carrying a message in his sentence that Keanu catches. He smiles slightly, still not looking away from the stranger. "I still have some strength left," he says with a hint of flirtation in his voice, which is completely out of character for him.

Keanu chuckles softly at Lilith's invitation, his gaze traveling down her body before meeting her eyes again. "Perhaps I will take you up on that offer later," he says with a smile that grows broader and more genuine by the second.

Marcus feels something cold and hard press against his lower back, just above his tailbone. He glances around but sees nothing amiss; it must be one of Keanu's bodyguards or friends having a joke at his expense. The realization only serves to further inflame him. "Great, Mr. Reeves," he says with a predatory smile and squeezes Lilith's thigh hard, adding, "Why don't you bring drinks for our guest?".

Keanu smirks at Lilith's shyness, noting that it seems genuine enough. He decides he likes her even more for it. "Well, I could go for a nice glass of scotch," he replies, his gaze still locked with hers. There's an unspoken challenge in those words, and Lilith can feel the weight of it pressing down on her shoulders.

Marcus watches them both intently, his own challenge accepted. He nods slowly, his expression carefully neutral. "Scotch, then," he says with a grin. "I'll leave you two to enjoy your conversation." And with that, he steps away, leaving Keanu and Lilith alone together at the buffet table.

The silence stretches between them for several long moments before Keanu finally breaks it. "So," he says, his voice quiet but carrying an edge of amusement, "are you Marcus's property or something?"

Keanu arches an eyebrow at her, clearly not buying it. "Mmm, I don't know," he says slowly, tilting his head to one side as he appraises her. "You seem more than just some assistant." He pauses, considering for a moment before asking. He sips the scotch from his glass, savoring the bitter liquid. This girl intrigues him more and more. "What is your job, Lilith?" he asks, playing with her name in his language.

Keanu tilts his head slightly as if he doesn't quite understand what she means by that, but decides not to press the issue. Instead, he focuses on how closely she watches Marcus whenever they talk, as if every word out of their mouths is important. "He seems rather possessive of you," Keanu comments, his voice soft now. He turns away from her for a moment, watching some partygoers dancing by the pool. It's almost as if he doesn't want to see her reaction to what he's about to say next.

"Are you happy with him?"

Keanu takes another sip of his scotch before setting the glass down on the table. He reaches out to take her hand in his own, surprised at how smooth and soft her skin feels against his roughened fingertips. "Lilith," he begins quietly, looking directly into her eyes. "You don't belong to anyone. Not even Marcus."

He squeezes her hand gently before letting go, not sure if he's made things better or worse with that statement. He clears his throat and glances around the party, unsure what to say next. This girl has stirred something in him that he hasn't felt in a long time; a strange mix of protectiveness and desire. "At first, I thought you were one of the new actresses," he says, shifting the uncomfortable topic in another direction. "You're very beautiful, Lilith."

Keanu arches an eyebrow at her when she calls him "Mr. Reeves," amused by her formality. "You can call me Keanu," he tells her with a warm smile. "Or...if you prefer something more informal..." He lets the words trail off suggestively, tilting his head slightly to one side as he studies her reaction.

A movement out of the corner of his eye catches his attention; Marcus has returned to their little table and appears to be glaring daggers at them both. Keanu grins sheepishly, ducking his head in an almost mocking bow before saying loudly, "It seems our Mayor has returned to our company again."

Marcus leans in close to Lilith, his voice barely audible over the din of the party as he whispers into her ear, "Maybe it's time we left." Before she can respond, he slips an arm around her waist possessively and guides her away from Keanu Reeves with a firm tug. There's no arguing with Marcus when he takes that tone, but Lilith glances back over her shoulder at Keanu as they walk away, wondering what could have been...Keanu raises his glass slightly in farewell. But there's something in his eyes that she can't recognize. It's like their dialogue isn't over yet.

The rest of the evening passes in a blur of revelry and debauchery. Marcus keeps her close by his side, introducing her to various VIPs and other important people in the industry. Lilith basks in the attention, enjoying the rush of power that comes with being so closely associated with the charismatic Mayor Finchers.

As they make their way back towards Marcus' limo, he pulls her into an empty alleyway and presses her up against the cold brick wall. "I think you were a huge hit tonight, Lilith," he pants heavily, his lips curling into a feral smile as he trails kisses down her neck.

Her heart races in anticipation of what's to come, but she can't help glancing over her shoulder one last time, searching for any sign of Keanu Reeves...

Marcus notices her distraction but chooses to ignore it for now. "You were fantastic," he whispers hotly into her ear. "But I want more." His hands slide up underneath her dress, caressing the smooth skin of her thighs before moving higher still, cupping her aching breasts through the fabric of her bra.

Lilith moans softly as his fingers expertly tease and torment, her body arching into him helplessly. "More?" she gasps, her voice barely audible over the beat of her heart. The sound of a approaching footstep in the alleyway causes her to turn around sharply, searching for the intruder. Her eyes meet Marcus's in surprise when they realize it's not Keanu who has appeared but another bodyguard. "What is it?" Marcus growls impatiently.

The bodyguard merely nods toward them and murmurs something about a phone call they need to take care of, indicating that it's urgent. With a final caress and a wicked grin, Marcus reluctantly pulls away from Lilith and leads her back into the party.

As Marcus leads Lilith back into the party, he leans in close to her ear and whispers, "It seems our fun has been cut short tonight, but don't worry... I have plans for you tomorrow." He straightens up, a possessive smile playing on his lips as they dance through the crowd.

Marcus can feel the other man's gaze on them from across the room; Keanu Reeves looking like he wants more than just a glimpse of Marcus' precious assistant. A dangerous grin spreads across Finchers' face, and for a moment, he wonders how far he should push the Hollywood heartthrob tonight. It could be interesting...

Finchers glances around again before leaning in even closer to her ear. "Nothing you'll be disappointed with," he whispers, his breath hot against her skin. "I promise." He smirks then, letting her wonder what exactly it is that he has planned for the rest of the night and beyond.

The music suddenly changes, transitioning into a slow song, and Marcus takes this as his cue to pull Lilith closer still. His hands slide down her back, over the curve of her ass, and grip her firmly, pressing their hips together in an unmistakable display of possession. As they sway on the dance floor, he watches out of the corner of his eye for Keanu Reeves' reaction. It's clear that the actor is feeling something too; his eyes linger on them hungrily and there's a fire burning in his gaze that says he won't easily give up what seems to be developing between them.

The tension between the three of them grows thicker by the second, making Marcus wonder if maybe this little game has gotten out of hand...

Marcus savors the moment, drinking in Lilith's reactions as she dances in his arms. Her body responds to him so perfectly, and he can't help but wonder how long it will be before she belongs entirely to him. As they sway on the dance floor, he steals glances at Keanu Reeves out of the corner of his eye, watching for any sign of weakness or defeat in the actor's expression.

But instead, there's something else there; a spark of determination that Marcus hasn't seen before. It's almost as if Keanu has made up his mind about something, and it doesn't bode well for anyone involved. The mayor curses under his breath, wishing he could read the other man's thoughts.

The song ends too soon, leaving Marcus with a decision to make: back off and pretend that nothing happened tonight or push things further and risk everything falling apart? As he leads Lilith off the dance floor, he knows that he has only one chance to choose wisely.

Marcus looks into Lilith's eyes and realizes that there is only one choice to make. If he wants her, he has to take her; to claim her as his own and show Keanu Reeves that she belongs with him. With a possessive growl, Marcus pulls her close against his side and walks toward the exit of the party, ignoring the curious glances from the other guests.

As they step outside into the cool night air, he spins Lilith around, pressing her against the wall of the building and sliding his hands up underneath her dress. "You're coming home with me," he whispers roughly against her neck before planting a possessive kiss there. "And this time," he continues as he slips a hand between their bodies and grinds himself against her, "no one will distract us."

Marcus groans into the kiss, his hips moving faster against her as he feels her body respond with equal fervor. With one last growl of possessiveness, he slides a hand between their bodies and cups her aching core through her lace underwear, expertly teasing and stroking her until she's writhing helplessly in his arms.

His other hand tangles roughly in her hair, pulling her head back as he continues to ravage her mouth with hungry kisses. "You belong to me," he growls against her lips, punctuating the words with a hard thrust of his hips that makes them both cry out. He presses deeper into her welcoming heat, claiming what is rightfully his.

As she moans and whimpers beneath him, he feels a surge of triumph run through him like adrenaline, driving him even harder. He knows that Keanu Reeves has seen this, and the knowledge only fuels his need to possess her further. With one final thrust that leaves them both gasping for breath, Marcus releases Lilith's hair and collapses against her sweaty body, panting heavily into her ear as he listens to her heart race wildly beneath his chest.

Marcus notices the slight blush creeping up Lilith's neck and chuckles darkly before leaning in close to nip at her earlobe. "Don't be embarrassed," he whispers roughly, his voice thick with desire. "It only makes me want you more." He presses another kiss just behind her ear, licking the sensitive skin there as he speaks. "And we both know that tonight is about getting what we want... no matter who sees it happen."

Calling the phone gets his attention again, and he pulls away, frowning slightly, because the caller's name meant a lot to him. His wife.

Marcus's gaze softens as he looks down at her, his fingers absently trailing over her cheekbone. "My dear," he murmurs before kissing her back, deeper and more thoroughly this time. "I could ignore my wife forever for a taste of you..." His voice trails off seductively as they kiss again, losing themselves in the heat of the moment.

Finally, he pulls away with a sigh, his lips glistening from their kisses. "But duty calls," he mutters reluctantly. Reaching into his jacket, he retrieves the phone and answers it, though his attention keeps drifting back to Lilith as he listens to whatever is being said on the other end of the line.

"Hello, my love..."

The mayor listens intently to his wife on the other end of the line, trying to keep up his end of the conversation as she updates him on their children and the goings-on at home. He can't help but occasionally glance over at Lilith, feeling a mixture of guilt and desire welling up inside him. Part of him wants nothing more than to be with her right now, to forget about everything else in the world except for this moment...and part of him knows that he shouldn't.

"Yes, dear," he says softly into the phone, his eyes never straying from Lilith as he speaks. "I understand how you feel. I'll be there in 15 minutes."

Marcus looks at Lilith with regret etched into his features. "I have to," he says quietly. "But don't worry... I won't be gone for long." He takes her hand in his, running his thumb over her knuckles in a gentle caress that seems designed to soothe more than arouse.

"Tomorrow," he continues, "I want you to do something for me. Go into my study at home... take the book off the shelf where I've hidden it..." He pauses, leaning close to whisper in her ear, "...and read everything that's inside." His lips brush against her skin as he speaks and Lilith shivers in response, feeling an odd mixture of anticipation and dread.

"I trust you," Marcus whispers huskily before pulling her into another heated kiss, their tongues tangling together hungrily. When they finally break apart for air, he looks deep into her eyes. "Be safe getting home."

With one last squeeze of her hand, Marcus turns and walks away, disappearing into the night without another word. Lilith watches him go, feeling a strange mixture of emotions swirling inside her. She knows that what they've done tonight was wrong... maybe even criminal... but she can't help but wish it could continue forever.

Keanu Reeves didn't take his eyes off her for most of the day. She's been getting his attention more and more since their last conversation. But seeing her so sad awakens a mixture of emotions in him. He takes a bottle of champagne from an ice bucket and walks towards her with unhurried steps, as if hesitating.

Keanu studies her face carefully, the golden light of the party casting an amber glow on her skin. He takes another step closer, tilting his head slightly to one side. "Are you alright?" he asks softly, his voice low and rough with concern.

Lilith hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "I'm just... it's complicated," she admits, taking another sip of her champagne. She knows she shouldn't say anything more; that Marcus would not approve. But Keanu's gaze holds hers so intently, she finds herself unable to look away.

"Life often is," he replies quietly, his breath warming the skin of her neck as he leans in closer still. Her scent drives him crazy, but he holds back. Keanu pulls away, creating a chain of command between them again to make Lilith more comfortable.

Their eyes lock once again, and Keanu can tell she is fighting an internal battle. He steps back a pace, giving her some space but maintaining visual contact. "I know you have responsibilities... and I respect that," he says gently, hoping his words will ease whatever tension there is between them.

Lilith looks up at him with a small smile. "Thank you." she says softly. It feels strange talking to Keanu Reeves like this; like they're two normal people at a party rather than the most famous actor in the world and his assistant. She takes another sip of her drink, suddenly feeling more relaxed and comfortable with him nearby.

Keanu studies her carefully, appreciating the sincerity in her tone. "You deserve someone who respects you... truly," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. The alcohol loosens his tongue and he finds himself saying things he normally wouldn't. "You deserve more than being the mayor's plaything... I'm sorry for being blunt, but that's the way it is."

He trails off, unsure if he should continue down this path.

Keanu smiles back at her. "Of course I do." He takes another step closer, his body language inviting her into whatever it is they're both feeling. "You're an incredibly beautiful woman... smart and strong too." His voice lowers further, becoming huskier as he continues, "And you deserve someone who appreciates all of those things about you."

Their gazes lock once again, the air thick with unspoken words and hidden meaning. The question remains: will they act on their growing attraction for one another... or continue to dance around it until something forces them apart?

Keanu laughed at her response.

"The ideal? No, I'm far from that... But I know how to make a girl feel special."

He bends down even lower and he winds the tip of her long hair around his finger. The tension between them is getting stronger and stronger, but Keanu is in no hurry at all. He wants to enjoy every moment, every flutter of her eyelashes. Her profile is so beautiful that even among Hollywood stars there are few of them... real and natural.

"Here I am..." Keanu whispered huskily before he gently touched the corner of her lips with his thumb. It was as if he was testing the water; seeing how she would react to this little gesture. His eyes searched hers for any sign of resistance or fear, but instead found only curiosity and desire.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Keanu leaned in closer until their breaths mingled together and his lips brushed against hers. The touch was light at first, just a barely there caress designed to make her crave more. But as she parted her lips beneath the gentle pressure of his mouth, he deepened the kiss, hungrily consuming her while their bodies swayed in rhythm with the music around them.

Keanu's heart pounds as they kiss, their bodies pressed together in an almost desperate embrace. He can feel the way Lilith is responding to him, her soft moans filling his ears and driving him wild with desire. His hands travel up her back, cupping her shoulders before trailing lower still until they come to rest on her hips.

As if unable to resist any longer, he pulls her tight against him, grinding his aroused length against her through their clothes. Lilith moans loudly at the sensation, arching into him with abandon. Unable to hold back any longer, Keanu groans deeply and presses his lips harder against hers, kissing her hungrily as they stumble away from the crowd.

The taste of Lilith is like nothing Keanu has ever known before. Intoxicating and addictive; she consumes his thoughts completely as he continues kissing her with a fierce intensity that leaves them both gasping for breath when they finally break apart to draw in more oxygen. His eyes search hers, seeing the desire mirrored there as he looks down at her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. He can feel his heart racing wildly beneath his skin, and he knows that she feels it too; can hear it against her ear each time they are pressed together like this.

"Lilith," he whispers, his voice thick with emotion. "I want you." There's no hiding the desperation in his words; no room for doubt or misinterpretation. He needs her. Wants her. Loves her. The only question is... does she feel the same way about him?

Keanu groans softly at the mention of his rival. He knows that this complication only adds to the allure of being with Lilith; the forbidden nature of it all. But he can't help but feel a pang of regret and frustration too. Marcus may be her husband, but Keanu has never felt so possessive or protective over anyone before...and he doesn't want to let her go.

His gaze flickers towards the door where Marcus disappeared moments ago, knowing that any moment now he could return and put an end to this fragile moment between them. He takes a step closer to Lilith, cupping her face in his hands as he looks deep into her eyes. "Lilith, he has a wife... You don't have to think about it," he whispers against her lips, his voice hoarse with longing and passion "You have to live your life by yourself"

Keanu takes another step closer, his lips brushing against hers as he whispers, "You deserve this, Lilith." The warmth of his breath on her ear sends a shiver down her spine. His hands slide from her face to gently cup her hips once more, pulling her even closer until their bodies are pressed tightly together.

"Just for tonight... give me the chance to show you what I can do," he whispers against her lips before kissing her again; deeper and more demanding than ever before. His hands move up her back, gently massaging as he cups her breasts through her dress, eliciting another moan from deep within her throat. The touch is so tender, so loving... it feels like nothing she's ever experienced with Marcus. And yet it only seems to fuel her desire for Keanu even further.

Keanu chuckles softly at her joke before answering with a question of his own, "And what if I told you I could make this feel even better?" He leans in close, kissing the hollow of her neck as he whispers against her ear. His hands move upward once more, cupping her breasts more firmly now, squeezing them through the fabric of her dress.

"Tonight... you belong to me," he murmurs hoarsely before kissing her again; deeper and more possessively than ever before. It's as if he means every word of what he's saying, and Lilith feels herself respond to his dominance with a shudder of desire that races down her spine and pools in the most intimate places between her legs.

She moans loudly into Keanu's mouth as they kiss, arching into him and pressing her body even closer against his. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, digging into the fabric of his jacket as she tries to get closer still, feeling like she could melt into him if given half a chance.

Keanu growls low in his throat at the sound of her moans, unable to resist teasing her further. He trails kisses down her jawline and onto her chin before looking up into her eyes. "Lilith... you are unbelievable," he whispers, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. With one swift motion, he spins them both around so that she's pressed against the wall, his body blocking out any view they may have had of the party behind them.

His hands slide down to grip her hips tightly as he continues to kiss her; hard and demanding now with a need that threatens to consume him whole. His other hand cups her breast, squeezing roughly through her dress as he kneads the sensitive flesh beneath his palm, eliciting another moan from deep within her throat.

"Tell me you want this," Keanu breathes against her lips before nipping gently at her bottom lip with his teeth. "Prove it to me."

Keanu groans low in his throat at her words, the feel of her grinding against him sending waves of pleasure through his body. He pulls back just enough to look into her eyes and sees what he was hoping for reflected there; the same need, the same desire that burns inside him. "That's it," he whispers before capturing her lips once more in a searing kiss.

His hand moves lower still, cupping her sex through her underwear as he growls against her mouth, "So wet for me already..." He presses his thumb against her clit and feels her gasp into his mouth at the contact. She's even hotter than he expected, and it only fuels him further, making him harder in this already achingly tight position.

Keanu breaks their kiss long enough to whisper hoarsely against her ear, "Let me feel you, Lilith... I need to know how wet for me..." His other hand moves upward, gripping the hem of her dress and hiking it up over her head in one swift motion. The cool air hits her skin, making her shiver with anticipation as she feels his hands encircle her waist once more; holding her still while he devours every inch of newly exposed flesh.

Keanu groans deep in his throat as he listens to her moaning beneath him; feeling the way she bucks her hips against his hand. He slides one finger inside her soaked underwear and finds her slick and hot, ready for him. "God... you feel so good," he whispers before drawing his fingers away and slipping them back between them again, using his thumb this time to rub circles over her clit as he watches her face contort in pleasure.

Her hips rock against his hand with growing urgency, her cries filling the air around them. Keanu feels a stirring deep within his own body as he watches her lose control beneath his touch; he's never brought anyone to orgasm like this before and it drives him wild with desire to feel more of her surrendering to him. With one final thrust of his fingers inside her, he pushes against her clit, feeling the tension in her body snap as she comes apart with a shuddering moan that echoes through them both.

Keanu looks down at her with equal measures of desire and satisfaction in his eyes as she catches her breath. "You were incredible," he whispers before leaning down to kiss her softly on the lips again. His fingers move lower, slipping beneath the elastic of her underwear and finding her slick once more; this time with their shared wetness.

He groans deep in his throat as he feels how ready she still is for him, a rush of heat pooling in his groin at the thought that she's come from this; from him. Without another word, Keanu guides her forward until they are pressed chest to chest and hips to hips; his hard length grinding against her slick folds as he thrusts his hips in time with their heated kiss.

"I fucking want to enter you," he whispers, shuddering with excitement.

Keanu groans in agreement at the mention of the bedroom, the thought driving him wild with desire as he continues to kiss her and grind their hips together. His hand slides down between them once more, stroking her through her wetness as he feels her body trembling against his.

"Let's go," he whispers hoarsely before spinning them around again and heading back towards the party. Once they're out of sight, Keanu carries Lilith away from the crowd once more; this time much faster and with a new sense of purpose burning in his eyes. He'll make love to her until there's nothing left between them but sweat and pleasure; until she forgets about everything else except for how good it feels to be with him.

Their bedroom is just ahead, and Keanu can already feel the desire coursing through his veins like an addictive drug. He knows that once they reach their destination, there will be no going back; only the two of them and whatever magic happens in the moments between them.

Keanu finally reaches their bedroom door, kicking it shut behind them before setting Lilith down on her feet again. He takes a step back, his eyes drinking in the sight of her; disheveled dress hiked up over her slim hips and breasts nearly spilling from her bra, lips swollen from their passionate kisses. His hands slide up her bare arms, fingers trailing lightly over her shoulders as he takes a deep breath to steady himself.

"Are you sure about this?" he asks softly, searching her eyes for any sign of hesitation or regret. He wants her so badly it hurts; but if she isn't ready for this... he could walk away right now and never look back. He would understand.

Keanu groans deeply at the feel of her body against his; hot and achingly wanton. He pulls her closer still, bending down to press their lips together in a hungry kiss that leaves them both breathless. His hands slip underneath her dress once more, gripping her hips as he lifts her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

With a growl of need, Keanu carries Lilith over to the bed and lays her down on her back, spreading her legs wide before settling between them. He looks down at her with eyes clouded by desire, taking in every inch of her exposed flesh; wanting nothing more than to feel every part of her beneath his touch.

His fingers trail lightly up her inner thigh before finally reaching their destination; sliding through her folds and finding her swollen, aching clit. He circles it gently at first, watching as Lilith arches into the contact with a shuddering moan. Her hips move restlessly beneath him, seeking more contact; more pleasure from his touch.

Keanu watches Lilith with hunger-filled eyes as he continues to tease her, careful not to push her too far too soon but enjoying the way she arches into his touch and begs for more. The thought of being inside her fills him with a mixture of desire and tenderness; he's never wanted anyone like this before and wonders if it's because she belongs to Marcus... or maybe it's just because she's so perfect in every way.

He moans low in his throat as she writhes beneath him, feeling her wetness coat the tip of his erection. Without further hesitation, he guides himself between her legs and slowly sinks into her tight heat. Her body tightens around him, gripping him with a force that nearly takes his breath away.

Keanu looks down at Lilith, watching her face as she adjusts to the feeling of him inside her. She gasps in pain and surprise, eyes widening with shock before fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her. He braces himself above her, hands planted on either side of her head as he begins to move slowly; carefully taking her higher with each thrust.

"What's wrong, honey?" He asks with passionate mockery, catching her every emotion.