Chapter 67. Almost

Anna couldn't explain it, but something about walking into the room with the red light turned her on. She was angry, yes, but aroused too, and as much as she had come to know him, getting angry at him was a waste of her time.

She knew he wouldn't argue with her. She knew he'd just apologize and beg, but he wouldn't feed her anger, so she was picking getting a good fuck from him over his apologies.

Lucien was being hesitant in joining her. She could tell he was starting to read through her anger and was wondering if she really wanted him to shower with her. She started to undo the buttons on his grey shirt slowly and when she was done, she pushed the shirt off of his shoulders.

Then, she trailed her hand down his abs and towards his belt, feeling his bulge for a moment before he seized her hand and brought her attention back up. Still holding up her hand, he loosened the belt himself with the other, freeing his waist of the belt with one pull.