SEÑORITA : BORUSARA

CHAPTER 10

SARADA's POV :

I woke up early and took a shower a really long one. I don't know why but I felt it was a happy day, everything seemed so perfect when I looked into the mirror I fell in love with me like how was  my skin so perfect today.

As the warm water cascaded down my body, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. My hands glided effortlessly over my skin, caressing every curve and contour, as if I were exploring a stranger's body for the very first time. The steamy shower enveloped me in a cocoon of privacy, allowing my thoughts to wander freely.

My mind drifted to Boruto, the man I was tied to for life, he was only my husband at first but now I couldn't help but feel drawn to him by every passing day. In my mind's eye, I saw him standing there, his eyes sparkling with mischief and curiosity, as he watched me bathe.

The water droplets on my skin seemed to transform into his touch, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my body. I imagined his strong hands guiding mine, showing me how to explore my own desires. Our bodies would be entwined, the water washing away any inhibitions or doubts.

As the water continued to pour down, I felt myself becoming bolder, allowing my fantasies to take full control. My hands traced the outline of my own desires, imagining Boruto's hands doing the same. The steamy air thickened with anticipation, and I could almost hear his soft whispers, urging me to let go and embrace the passion that was building between us.

"You're hot"

"Now I could die peacefully after touching you all like this sweetheart"

"Fuck!! I want to fuck you so bad honey"

The showerhead pulsed in rhythm with my heart, as if it were a living entity guiding us through this intimate dance. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensation of being completely exposed yet safe in the confines of the shower.

In my mind's eye, Boruto stepped closer, his warm breath tickling my ear as he whispered words of encouragement.

"You're an angel, and I couldn't agree more"
"This look of yours is all I want"
"Is my touch what you desire love"

His fingers gently brushed against my skin, sending a jolt of electricity through me. I felt his strength, his passion, and his unwavering desire for me.

As the water continued to cascade down, I allowed myself to be carried away by the waves of pleasure and desire. My heart raced in sync with the shower's rhythm, as the fantasy of Boruto and me became more intense. The steamy air seemed to ignite our passion, fueling the fire that was burning between us.

Our lips met in a passionate kiss, the water droplets acting as a bridge between our souls. The taste of him, the feel of his lips against mine – it was all too real, too intense to be just a fantasy. I felt his arms wrap around me, pulling me closer, as if he wanted to merge our bodies completely.

Boruto's hands explored my skin, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I could feel his desire, his need for me, and it only fueled my own hunger. Our bodies moved in sync, as if we were two halves of a whole, destined to be together.

The showerhead continued its rhythmic dance, pulsating in time with our passion. The water cascaded down our intertwined forms, washing away any lingering doubts or fears. We were one, lost in the moment, consumed by the fire that burned between us.

As the water continued to pour down, I felt a sense of completion, a feeling of being truly alive. Boruto and I were no longer just people tied together; we were two souls connected by an unbreakable bond of desire and passion.