Camilla woke up with a terrible headache. A warm arm helped her up.
"Terrible headache ? have some of this " a voice said gently placing a pill into her mouth.
She wained but he brought a glass of water to her lips.
"Drink more," he said. After he was done, Chris held Camilla in his arms letting her drown back to sleep.
She woke up four hours later with the headache gone, but her tummy was hungry.
He came in with a smile moving to the bed.
"Hungry?" he asked. She had been staring at him since he stepped into her bedroom.
When Chris asked if she was hungry, Camilla nodded.
He moved his arms and before she knew it they were moving to the kitchen. She could feel her face blush with her being carried like that.
He was now feeding her spoons and forks of his cooking. The porridge had filled her up with warmth and his dishes were to her taste.
"Am full?" she said on her last spoon. He got up cleared the table then returned for her.
She was ready to protest but he was fast and soon he was carry6ing her back to the bedroom.
"Why do i feel like what is happening is familiar but also new?" she looked at him.
Chris looked down at her and said, " I guess it's both but I know you love it " he kissed the tip of her nose.
She found herself smiling. And silently watched as he got her bath ready.
He came towards her but this time Camilla got up, "I can do the rest myself " she said.
Chris smirked and pointed at her bandaged hand. Camilla frowned.
"I don't think it would be possible with such an injury," he said.
Camilla pointed at the door for him to leave but he instead forcible carried her to the bathroom.
"We have seen each naked this won't be any different " he sternly said.
Camilla froze as Chris got naked under her stare.
"Your turn " he smiled and moved to the corner Camilla was now hiding in.
She screamed pushing him away as she held on to her clothes, but Chris seemed determined and didn't stop.
"Just let me be I can do it by myself " Camilla let out. She had been running half-naked since most of her clothes had been taken off by Chris.
Having locked the door, Camilla had been trapped and finally, he caught up.
Finally, Camilla was dragged to the bathroom.
"Just let me give you a bath, I promise to only help where you can't" he smiled.
She entered the bathtub letting the warm water soak her body. Calming down Camilla closed her eyes but then Chris got in too.
"What are you doing?" she glared moving away from him.
"God, you think I took off my clothes so j could just stand & watch. Am joining you so I can bathe as I help you too ".
His large strong arms pulled her back close to him. Following his voice, she laid back as told.
Chris slowly moved his hands across her abdomen as he washed her body.
Camilla adjusted her body and turned crashing her warm breasts to his chest.
His movements stopped and he looked down into her eyes. They were smiling with a little mischief in them.
She moved now sitting him, her legs around his waist, closing her eyes again Camilla placed her head on his left shoulder.
" What are you doing?" he frowned.
"Am relaxing,.. help with my back please and " she murmured but then stopped.
Something was bothering her Jn the water.
"WHAT ARE YOUUU DOING?" she barked.
Chris smirked, "What do you think was going to happen with you getting on top of me, nothing?"
She tried getting up but he pulled her back down.
"Milla, you have to face the consequences of your actions " he chuckled watching her blushed face.
"Come here," he said yanking her back to him by the waist. His lips found hers tasting her sweetness.
She could feel his passion in his every kiss, and she knew her body loved it.
His left free arm moved down in the water grabbing onto her buttocks, and she moaned.
"You like it?" he asked between the kisses on her neck.