Chapter 118

Scarlett's POV The steam clung to the bathroom walls, misting the mirror and blurring everything in my sight but him. His hands lingered on me far longer than necessary. His fingers trailed foam over my shoulder, my breasts, and down to my hips, while his other hand played with my clitoris. "Uhm... Lucien..." I breathed heavily, gasping as I tried to push away the hand that was stretching me. From time to time, he would ignite the fire inside me by teasing my clit and thrusting his fingers in and out. My legs trembled. Every inch of his skin against me left me breathless, and I hated how weakly I succumbed to pleasure—yet, at the same time, I wanted this so much. His lips drew near mine. "Hm? What is it, little wolf?" He knelt in the tub beside me, his jaw tense, his touch seducing and deliberate, even slower now, sending chills down my spine. I watched him bite his lips, his eyes locked on me, burning, watching every expression as he pleasured me. Seeing him like this, I knew he was t