The Girl In Red

My Luna

I could hear the smile on his lips. I looked up to see him smiling at me. He had already stripped off his top. My face flushed red as blood pooled in my cheeks. I quickly tried to cover myself and looked away. I covered my breast with one arm and hand and the other hand over my v****a. Our eyes locked and fear washed through me. What does he mean 'join him'? Is he crazy? We barely know each other!

"W-what?!" I stammered. He slowly walked towards the shower, peeling off his shirt and tossing it on the ground. His eyes showed caution yet desire. I watched as he slowly looked me up and down. I could feel my face get warmer with embarrassment as I took a step back.

"I-I'll get out so you can shower!" I panicked, looking for a towel to make a quick get away.

"Please don't." I looked back at him. I could see sadness in his eyes. "I wont do anything you don't want. I just want to be with you is all." He raised his hands up to show he meant no harm. I knew he wouldn't hurt me, but, deep inside, I was still terrified of doing something wrong. I didn't want to be beaten. I bit my lip, unsure of what to do or say. I glanced down at my feet, trying to steady my heart and clear my thoughts. I could hear him removing his pants and dropping them to the floor. I couldn't look. I quickly turned my back to him.

"Did he do this to you?" His voice was just above a whisper. I felt his fingers lightly touch my back. I winced in pain as I looked back to see what he was talking about. I caught a glimpse of his manhood and instantly looked away.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean-"

"Shh." He cut me off. I could feel his fingers trailing parts of my back, each spot he brushed with his finger tips ached.

"He hurt you." I could hear the anger in his voice. "He should be happy he is already dead and gone. If it were me, he would have suffered much more!" His voice was growing deeper and stirring up my fear and anxiety.

"I'm sorry." I whispered as I clutched onto myself. Both my hands moved up to my chest as I wished to become as small as the drops of water that clung to the tile of the shower. I wanted so desperately to disappear. I didn't wish to cause him this much anger or distress. He shushed me again as he tried to calm me. His fingers lightly ran over my left arm and I jumped. I went to the corner of the shower, pushing my back against the cold tiles. My wide eyes met his. I could see my panicked face in his glaze.

"You don't need to fear me." Pain in his voice. His body had froze once I removed myself from his touch. I could feel goose bumps forming on my skin. The warmth of the water was gone. I hadn't noticed we moved away from the waterfall. His skin looked as if he hadn't been touched by it at all. He slowly put his hands up once again to show he didn't intend to cause me harm.

"I'm sorry. I was upset that you were hurt. I didn't mean to scare you." His voice was calm again. He took one step towards me, sending my heart racing. It was a mixture of fear and desire. I didn't understand my own body when he was around. I just nodded in response. He seemed to understand and stretched out a hand for me to take.

"May I help you wash up? It may be a bit easier considering..." He trailed off, biting his lip. "Well, I could show you where things are." A small playful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. This man is gorgeous! With that, my heart skipped and began racing. I could feel my cheek blush as I took his hand. My fear subsided as he led me back to the water. The warmth of it slowly easing its embrace on my flesh. I couldn't help but look him over from behind while he wasn't looking. His legs were toned and long, his back tight with muscles and that butt! It was perfectly round and toned. He looked like the Greek God's carved him from marble themselves. My mouth began to water and I swallowed hard and took a deep breath to steady my thoughts. He looked back at me and chuckled. He knew what I was doing. I was totally caught.

He turned to me, grabbing my other hand. He smiled at me as his gaze wondered. His gaze met with mine and he slowly walked backwards into the water, pulling me with him. The warmth tickled my skin as it rolled down my breasts to my stomach and down my legs. I closed my eyes, letting the warmth sink into my bones. I can't remember the last time I had a hot shower. I was so enthralled in the heat of the water I hadn't noticed he let go of my hands. My eyes fluttered open, droplets of water falling from my lashes as I felt his fingers lightly trail my cheek.

"You're absolutely perfect." He whispered. He showed me where the shampoo, conditioner and body wash was. He had so many scents it was hard to choose one. I ended up letting him choose for me. The aroma of lavender and mint filled the air. It was a fresh yet soft aroma. I loved it.

"Why did you choose that wash?" Curiousity bubbled and spilled out before I could stop myself.

"You already smell like it. I wouldn't want to change that. I like the way you smell." He purred in a low voice. It sent warmth in my gut and my heart fluttered. I bit my lip, hiding a small smile.