As Lucifer and Sasha finished their shower, they quickly dried off and wrapped themselves in soft towels.With the tension between them still palpable, they made their way out of the bathroom and back to Sasha's bedroom, their bodies still warm and flushed from their shared experience.
Sasha sat down on the edge of the bed, her body still humming with desire as she looked up at Lucifer. Her gaze lingered on his muscular chest and arms, admiring the way the towel clung to his body. Despite the fact that she had told him to behave, the way his body was responding to her presence was clear to see.
The sight of him made her breath quicken, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of longing and need. It had been so long since she had felt the touch of a man, and the way he had touched her in the shower had awoken a deep desire within her.
