**ALEX’S POV**
Lilith’s eyes were already dark again when she looked up at me.
Whatever softness and vulnerability the earlier conversation had pulled out of her was gone, replaced by that familiar cocky, hungry confidence.
She needed more.
She needed to be touched, used, and taken until the rest of the world disappeared for a while.
“Just don’t get *too* rough with me, baby,” she said, voice low and challenging.
“I’m not made of glass, but I’m not a damn pillow princess either…”
I leaned down and took one of her full breasts into my mouth, sucking hard on the nipple while I started moving inside her again—slow, deep strokes that made her gasp.
“Yesterday you let me record you with my phone by yourself,” I murmured against her skin.
“For that, I think I can fuck you somewhere between rough and not rough.”
Lilith’s breath hitched.
Her hands flew into my hair, holding me against her chest.
“*Mmh*—fuck yes… do whatever you want with me…”
I kept sucking and biting at her tits while I thrust deeper.
No camera yet—just the two of us, skin on skin, the wet sound of me moving inside her filling the quiet bedroom.
She was still sensitive from the last round, and every stroke drew soft, needy sounds from her throat.
“*God*… baby… yes, touch me… *please…*”
I released one breast with a wet pop and looked down at her flushed face.
“You are so sexy.
Big tits and that perky ass.
No wonder you get so many hookups, Lily.”
She let out a breathless laugh, cheeks pink.
“You’re damn right I do.
I think you’re starting to learn the reasons behind it~”
I braced myself higher and started thrusting harder, one hand sliding down between us to rub her clit in tight circles between strokes.
“It’s good that we don’t have to be awkward anymore.
I can have you as my toy in this apartment whenever I want.”
Lilith’s back arched sharply.
Her nails dug into my shoulders, leaving small crescent marks.
“Y-Yes—fuck, *yes*—that’s it!
Just like that~!”
I gave her exactly what she asked for—harder, deeper, the bedframe starting to creak under the force.
Every time I bottomed out she lifted her hips to meet me, chasing the rough rhythm.
“*Fuck—yes!
Harder, baby!
I can take it~*”
Her voice was already wrecked.
I kept rubbing her clit while I pounded into her, watching her tits bounce with every impact.
It didn’t take long.
Her whole body locked up, back arching hard off the mattress as the orgasm ripped through her.
A strangled cry tore from her throat.
Her walls clamped down around my cock in strong, pulsing waves while her fingers clawed at my shoulders.
“*F-Fuck!
Yesss~!*”
I slowed but didn’t stop, dragging her through the aftershocks until she was trembling and oversensitive beneath me.
Her breathing was ragged, body limp and pliant.
When I eased the pace even more she whimpered.
“*Nngh…* t-too… slow…”
Her fingers weakly tugged at my hips.
I chuckled low in my chest.
“Too slow, huh?”
“*More.*” Her eyes locked on mine, wide and pleading even in her boneless state.
“I *want* you.”
I kissed her deeply, then rolled us so I was on my back with her still impaled on my cock.
I settled against the pillows and looked up at her.
“Top of me, baby.
Show me your sexy ass moves on my cock.
Give me a show.”
Lilith’s body trembled as she slowly rose into a sitting position, still unsteady from the orgasm but determined.
She shot me a breathless smirk and started moving—slow, sinuous rolls of her hips that made her ass bounce just enough to be filthy.
Her hands braced on my chest for balance.
“I want to see your ass while you’re doing it, baby.”
The smirk widened.
She turned carefully without lifting off me, presenting her back and the high, round curve of her ass.
Now I had the perfect view as she began to rise and fall again, the soft cheeks jiggling with every downward slap against my thighs.
“Like this, baby~?” she asked over her shoulder, voice mock-innocent.
“Yes.” I reached for my phone on the nightstand, unlocked it, and started recording.
The camera framed the exact place where her pussy stretched around my cock and the rhythmic bounce of her perky ass.
“My slut.
Keep doing it.
I want to record this.”
Lilith’s breath hitched hard.
A visible shiver ran down her spine.
She arched her back more, giving the camera an even better angle, and started moving with exaggerated, deliberate rolls.
“*Mmh~… yesss, record me.
Let them all see how good I take my baby’s cock~*”
I kept the phone steady, capturing every wet glide, every bounce, every soft clap of skin.
“Your baby?
I like how that sounds.”
She moaned at the words, hips working harder.
“*Mmh~ I’m your baby, your toy, your good girl~ I like being all yours~*”
“Yes you are.”
My free hand gripped one of her hips, guiding her pace while the camera kept rolling.
Lilith’s voice turned pure filth, aimed at the lens as much as at me.
“I want the whole world to see.”
She kept riding, ass bouncing, pussy taking every inch, completely open for the recording and for me.
The morning light spilled across her back and the curve of her waist.
The careful roommate agreement was long gone.
In its place was this—raw, shameless, and exactly what both of us had been starving for.
I adjusted the angle of the phone lower so the frame filled with the sight of her stretched cunt sliding up and down my cock and the rhythmic jiggle of her ass.
“Keep going, baby,” I said, voice rough.
“Make it a good one for the collection.”
Lilith moaned louder and obeyed, putting on the filthiest show she could while I recorded every second of it.