She roused, stretching again, then relaxing back into his bed. She took in a deep inhale of his scent there, mingling with her own and smiled, a bit proudly.
She heard him in the kitchen and she rose, turning her legs to sit on the edge of the bed. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and recoiled at the state of her hair. Then she glanced to her left, toward the shower and immediately saw flashing memories of their entwined bodies, writhing with each other and a surge swelled in her womb, and between her legs.
"Oof- Sanem!" she squeezed her eyes shut, twisting her head back to the bedroom. She opened her eyes, scolding herself- "Get it together girl!" "Your mind, or your legs?" Ah- that stupid voice in her head again! "Shut up! Go away!" she said aloud to the no one in her head, quickly standing up.
"You're really in it now girl! What are you gonna tell Mom?!" Hurrying into the shower - "Never mind! I'll think of something- I always do! Anyway, Ayhan will cover me."
She convinced herself and went to rinsing off, wetting her hair again to tame it. Leaning back in the stream of water, closing her eyes, she saw them again- felt it again as he brought an awakening to her body- inside and out. She let go a small moan, and hearing herself, shook the memories off again. She reached down to, once again, rinse away her slick flow that had gushed at the prior encounters.
Her fingers felt her secretions and her slit felt her fingers... creating more flow, swelling again at her own touch and at the visuals that kept flickering in her mind's eye. "Mmmm" she purred, moving her other hand up her belly to her breasts, cupping, massaging, straight-up grabbing at them.
She had never pleasured herself before, but she didn't shy from herself. Somehow, having been with Can- he seemed to have found a switch, never before discovered, but now in the 'on' position- Self confidence... brazen want and need, and no shame in seeking satisfaction. Another soft moan escaped her lips as she closed her eyes to remember more.
Can thought he'd heard her call to him- "Sanem?" he called back, as he set the pan of water to the stove. "You need something, love?" he asked, turning the heat on to start a boil. No answer, so he continued his task, opening the fridge to set out some fruit... another sound from the direction of the bedroom- but it sounded farther away- maybe she sings in the shower, he thought, smiling at the sweet idea. Maybe I'll go listen secretly- she'd probably stop if she knew I was there.
He sneaked to the bedroom and heard the shower running so advanced to the bathroom, grinning at himself- then froze as another sound came from the other side of the shower door and rocked him at his core- a quick and breathy "Ah!" followed by a sighing "oooh" which struck him directly in his loins. Talk about an instant stiffy!
He peered into the shower through the building steam against the glass and just stood there a moment- stunned- mouth slightly agape and eyes widening a bit. He couldn't believe she was doing what she was doing- so shy she'd been before. Something had apparently awakened in her and an insatiability had taken over.
He watched as she slid a finger inside herself, and lowered her hand from her nipple to graze her clit. Oohhhh! I liked that! she thought - Can did too. He had begun a soft pant and unknowingly started lightly stroking himself under his towel.
The noises escaping her throat were such an aphrodisiac for him- He bit his lower lip in an effort to keep quiet- not wanting to 'catch' her and cause her to stop, embarrassed. But he felt he was disrespecting her in this private moment of discovery of herself. A part of herself, anyway, and he released himself, then retreated back into his bedroom, pausing there, dropping to the bed, falling backward, spread eagle.
