While Vanessa was contemplating on the bed, Lucifer stood inside the shower, letting the warm water rain over his body, feeling relaxed yet somewhat conflicted.
His heart pounded in his chest, his mind raced, his head throbbed... His thoughts were filled with images of her perfect figure and curves.
Images of her wearing the skimpy royal blue lingerie flashed across his consciousness, reminding him of how beautiful she was.
Lucifer couldn't deny that she looked absolutely stunning in it; no man on earth would say otherwise. The way she stood before him, with a knowing smile and a confident look...
How could he ignore those luscious curves and that sexy look she flaunted in front of him? No wonder every guy wanted to date her and do nasty things to her.
The image of her in his head was so tempting...
It made him want to grab her and fuck her right there in front of the bathroom door until she begged him to stop.
The fact that they were in such an intimate environment, sharing a single bedroom and having a passionate scene together later, only added to his inner turmoil.
It was a recipe for disaster, yet he managed to keep his composure in front of her. Or at least he hoped he did... He wasn't sure if his performance worked or failed, but judging by her facial expression before he left the room, he was confident it had.
Otherwise, if he had reacted like a normal man, she wouldn't have had that lost expression, would she?
She looked away and focused on her phone. Her eyes darted around as she began scrolling through social media posts on her profile page. A few seconds passed before she felt the bed sink next to her, with Lucifer taking a seat beside her.
Seeing her go back to her business and not pay attention to him, Lucifer noticed a shift in the energy in the room and a slight tension between them. Perhaps, because of him, she wanted to take revenge by trying her best to ignore him, just as he had tried to play it cool in front of her.
"What are you doing?" Lucifer broke the silence, shifting closer and leaning forward to peer at her phone screen. "Let's see... Your social media... Damn! That's a lot of followers you got there. But I can't blame them... You are a popular actress, after all, and a smoking-hot one at that!"
"Oh, really? I thought I wasn't attractive enough for you..." Vanessa glanced up from her phone, and her lips twitched in a smile. "After all, you walked away like I was wearing a nun's outfit... Do I need to dress better for you to compliment my body next time? Or is that your kink? I didn't know I was supposed to dress like a Catholic saint instead of a seductive temptress!"
"Hahahaha..."
Vanessa felt the bed shake slightly as Lucifer burst into a hearty fit of laughter. His deep, husky laugh resonated through the room, filling the space with contagious joy. .net
Hearing his laughter, Vanessa couldn't resist smiling along. Despite her earlier frustration, she couldn't stay mad at him anymore. Especially when he was showing his carefree, open self now.
"Damn, girl! A nun outfit? My kink? What kind of imagination do you have? Hahaha... Seriously, that's hilarious!" Lucifer chuckled again, wiping a small tear from his eye before continuing, "So... This is what you were thinking all along?"
"Well, what else am I supposed to think? After showing up like that in front of you, the least I expected from you was some witty comments," Vanessa replied with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"Not being complimented for this appearance in sexy lingerie, on top of wearing it for someone in particular who didn't even notice... Can you imagine how it made me feel? I didn't expect you to jump on me or anything like that... But maybe say a word or two about how hot I look?"