Daphne gulped, looking at him and then down at the ground, suggesting, "I can use my hands."
". . ."
Since it was only the hands, it did not take much convincing for Lucifer to agree to let her help, and they entered the bathroom together. He sat down on a chair, facing her with a raised eyebrow.
Daphne felt her entire face burning red when she saw his. . . She was 24 already, but she had never seen a man's "thing" before. In fact, she had never even had a boyfriend before.
She had incredibly high standards and liked to play around a lot, which was something her parents worried about often. So, this was the first time. . .
Thinking about it, in fact Lucifer Black was probably the man closest to her standards she had ever met.
Sexy. . . Tall. . . Handsome. . . Rich. . . Smart. . . Perhaps the only standard he did not seem to meet was kind.
