Chapter 27 Creed\'s Secret

We did stare at the ceiling. With both of my hands gripping the thin sheets and wandering about what Dominic’s thinking as I heard his hard heavy breath which sounds like he just finished doing a marathon. Right, he just finished. On me.

He rises up from the bed, still naked but proud. A cotton towel wraps my body before I was lifted on the air like a featherweight object, immovable and jelly-like knees before I was carefully dropped into the white porcelain tub.

“ I’ll get new clothes for you,” he just said before turning his back and walking away. It took me another minute to processed that something have happened between the two of us. And another minute to gather my strength to clean myself up and refresh my body from all of his saliva and sweats.

He came back, holding folded clothes. “ I’ll help you,” he didn’t hesitate to kneel in front of me and get the soap from my trembling hand before he clean me up.