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CHAPTER 4 - I touch myself

I close my eyes And see you before me
I get down on my knees I do anything for you

I don't want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Ooh I don't want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no ~~~Divinyls~~~

Not sure what she was seeing, if anything at all, "What the hell is that?..." she thought with a wrinkled brow. She studied the darkness a little longer.

Her eyes searching from left to right peering into the dark but not finding what triggered her to scan in that direction initially.

"God what is going on with me? This is bad…"

She turned around closing the bathroom door just a bit, opening the shower glass door and closing it behind her as she got in. The warm water from the shower felt so good on her skin. It was relaxing her entire body. She stood under the shower and let the water fall over her body. Using the sponge, her mind started to envision having him there touching her body, as slowly as the suds that were caressing her skin.

A bubble that was descending over her nipple caught her attention briefly. As if going to a mental fog, her right hand had a mind of its own. It traveled down her stomach, then further… resting briefly on her pelvis, coming to a stop on her pearl. She was awash in her mental fantasies of him being there caressing her body. Having his hungry hands go from being soft and gentle to hard and rough bringing both pleasure and a little bit of pain.

"Ahh …Joham.."

"Oh yesss, yeaah"

He was much taller than she was and she pictured him holding her at his waist level while thrusting deeply into her. She had noticed the size of his hands as they walked. They seemed like they were more than capable of fondling and caressing her breasts. Her other hand slid up and she pinched her nipple slightly; Just enough, to give an intense jolt of ecstasy and intensifying the tingle around the inside of her moist opening. She knew she was getting wetter.

She started breathing heavy and panting. There was a low groan that escaped from her puckered lips. Before she knew it, she called out his name again,

"Joham.."

She slowly took her thumb and fore finger and gently rolled over her clitoris in a circular motion. The pressure of her orgasm started to build as her fantasies continued of him taking her the shower, having their bodies pressed against each other. The slapping sounds the water would be making because of them. She pictured him placing kisses along her neck and nibbling on her earlobe.

As the mental stimulation increased so did the friction of her hand. She started to feel a familiar tingle as she was getting to her sweet spot. She inserted a finger into her moisten love mound moving it in and out while she continued to massage her pearl. She felt the tension in her nipples as she was coming closer to orgasm. She started to feel the weakness in her legs causing her to insert another finger moving faster. She was picturing him on his knees in front of her with his head between her lips, licking and sucking in everything that was her. She wanted to have him buried to the hilt inside of her. She started spasming into a blissful orgasm. She slid down the shower wall with the steam around her, breathing heavy,

"If I ever see you again…"

A/N: What do you think?