#Chapter 144 Emancipation of the Ego

Dominic Mira sat up on the bed, her dress rumpled around her. She looked like a goddess fallen to Earth. I wanted to worship at her altar. But there was no time for that. “How quickly can you pack?” Her eyes looked around the room. “Give me five minutes,” she said, vaulting herself upwards and into frenzied activity. I couldn’t help but pace the floor as I watched her gather the few belongings she had in the room. Without any reservation, she unzipped her dress and it fell in a pile on the floor. She stood completely naked, and I couldn’t resist. “Dominic, not now!” I sank to my knees in front of her. My hands caressed her skin and my lips traced kisses across her torso. She laughed, the most beautiful sound in the world. Her fingers were twirling around in my hair. When I pressed the side on my face into her stomach, she gasped. “Dominic,” she said, trying to pull my face up, “there are things I need to tell you—“ “I know,” I said quickly, imagining th