Anne almost screamed when she heard Damien, and she turned to face him.
"I didn't mean to scare you."
Damien stepped closer to Anne, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face. Anne's breath hitched as she felt his fingersgraze her skin.
"I wasn't expecting you." Anne blurted out.
Damien smiled softly.
"I will leave if you wish."
Anne hesitated, unsure of what she wanted. She took a deep breath before finally speaking, "No, stay."
His smile grew bigger.
"I want to wash you," Damien said, his voice low and husky.
Anne's mind went blank for a moment. She hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. She couldn't deny that the thought of Damien washing her body was turning her on. He had taken off his shirt and was only dressed in a pair of shorts while she was naked !
"It's not a good idea." She stuttered.
