Chapter 19

I LOOKED at my reflection from the mirror. The white lace nightwear I'm wearing almost showed up everything underneath. I was refreshed after I took a bath even though my feet were still hurt from some wounds I had when I searched for Xylon in the forest.

My forehead creased when I saw the book on top of my dresser. The book that he gave me. I’ll lie to myself if I won't admit that I didn't pleasure myself ever. But I’m still ashamed of myself for doing that. I have friends in the office who say it's normal to sometimes play yourself. Every time they talked about that kind of topic, I walked away. I was never too conservative but one could say I was living a proper, decent life. I’m also ashamed to admit that my undies get wet just the thought of doing it. I couldn't bear to hear something that is making me wet and horny. And just like I said, being clean inside and out is important. Doing things like that should be done in a bond of a special relationship, like marriage and with love.

But then, now that I thought of it while looking at myself wearing this lingerie… and then Xylon… ‘Ah! Xylon! You are a big temptation!’ I sighed several times. I hid the book so I could not see it and be tempted.

"Damn! What was I thinking?" I said out loud.

"Yeah, tell me what you're thinking."

I jumped. I almost screamed.

"W-Why did you come in here?" I asked nervously as Xylon stood in front of me. He's already fresh with his tight, white shirt and colourful boxers with graphics, in big, bold letters ... caution! ‘Just like what I was thinking, right?’ He’s carrying a small box in one hand -first aid kit according to its label- and plastic of cotton balls in the other.

"I'm sorry to startle you. I came in because your door is open." His eyes travelled over my body. "I’ve been calling you a few times but you seem to be so far away. What were you thinking about?" There was a mischievous smile on his lips.

I averted my eyes. "N-Nothing, ” I said, conscious of what he is seeing right now.

He hummed and his eyes went down. "Let me take a look at your feet." He stepped closer to me. He quickly knelt on the floor and then looked up at me. "It's a beautiful view from here." And then he smirked.

I was shivered by his words. It has an effect on me that wasn't there before. I quickly sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Stop with your jokes," I said frowning. "Don’t make me take back what I said about being kind to you."

He didn't say anything but gave me that smile. It was a very… well, handsome... seductive smile. Then he lifted my foot.

‘Damn! The current was unbelievably making me wetter.’