After several moments, when Lilian could think again, she became aware of something pressing against her stomach. Looking down through the steam, she saw that Lucien's towel had fallen away, and he was rock hard, his arousal obvious and impressive.
Lucien gave her a strained smile. "Don't worry about me. I'll make you whole tonight," he said, though his voice was strained with the effort of holding back.
"But you didn't even~"
"I will," he interrupted, reaching around her to turn off the water. "Let's get you dried off before I lose what's left of my restraint and do something that we supposed to save for the ceremony."
He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her with gentle care despite his hunger still burning in his eyes, then quickly grabbed another for himself.
Pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, Lucien gave her a gentle nudge toward the door. "Now get dressed and get out of here before I change my mind about being noble."
