Lucia stepped outside after attending to her personal matters.
She saw Asher leaning against the wooden wall, his arms crossed. He stood still, watching her as she approached.
The dim light from a nearby lantern flickered, casting shadows that made his figure look even more intense. His posture was relaxed, but his gaze never left her.
This made her overly conscious knowing full well that she had just used his face to touch and pleasure herself. She felt a blush spread across her cheeks, but the heat between her legs grew even more intense.
She turned around, took a deep breath to steady herself, then faced him again with a calm, stoic expression.
"Are you done?" he asked, his voice calm but laced with a hint of impatience.
"Yes," she nodded, relieved that he didn't press her for more.
