Novel & Cerita Shower Thoughts

However, Thoughts hand comes out, gripping my wet wrist tightly, leading back into the shower as he opens the door widely. It hits me in that moment, that I’m not embarrassed that my mate is seeing me naked right now. He doesn’t look at my body, but instead my eyes, trying to read my expression. He is here through my mind right now, not in person. Yet my body reacts to the sight of him all the same. “What are you doing here?” I breathe, leaning my back against the shower wall. Thought leans across, hand behind me, before turning the water on himself. I flinch, as he grins. “Didn’t mean to interrupt your shower.”

This helps. I can hear Isaac speaking to someone in Venetian on the other side of the door, but I decide to tune it out and take a shower. That's right. Stop thinking about Venetia or Alejandro or Garrett. Just take a shower. It takes me a minute to figure out how to turn on the shower (the touchpad is a new form of technology I can't possibly comprehend) but eventually, water begins falling from the panels in the ceiling. I undress, step in, let the water drench me and imagine that I'm in the middle of a field during a storm without a care in the world. I do a good job of channeling my thoughts as I shower, but shamefully, I can't help but imagine Sebastian in here with me—naked, wet, slick

It was terrifying, and I didn’t know how to stop it. One afternoon, I found myself in the shower again, trying to cool down both my body and my thoughts. I’d been taking cold showers every day, hoping they’d help douse the flames inside me, but it was becoming less and less effective. Now, even the coldest water couldn’t bring me back to my senses.

Time flies, and I watch myself until the mirror fogs, so I finally get in and let it all rinse off. I wish the steam could relax me more. I lean my head onto the shower wall, trying to escape my tormenting thoughts, but they just sink deeper. They sink to hazy visions of last night. The gun to my head, the burning pain. I can feel it more as I start to remember each and every detail. My thoughts swell into a storm, and then the tears just fall.

Besides, it wasn’t chasing away the thoughts of Sawyer anyway. I turned the knob, waiting for the water to warm up. Once it was hot, I moved back under the flow. I let out a sigh as my body started to relax. My mind did too. My thoughts wandering. Wandering places it shouldn’t go. Like Sawyer. When we showered together that day we spent together.

I pushed the knob, waiting for it to open as I stepped into the shower. I strectched my fingers to grip the control. I cranked it up to the highest. I locked my arms tightly swiftly as cold water ran down my body. Shivers raced through my spine. Cold baths usually helped to get things off my mind. Not this one. I bit into my lower lip for a long second before stepping out. I couldn't have thoughts her clouding my mind any longer. I had to empty them. All of them. I wiped my hair with a towel and was about to walk towards the door leading out of the bathroom when I heard a sound. It was heavy.

My thoughts broken away by his surprised voice, “Chaa.. Why I'm thinking like this !!. Why I dreamed like that !!. But, her lips felt so soft against mine. Aha!!. Again, I'm thinking about her. Those thoughts would leave me if I bath. Yes!!. After my bath, my mind and body will cool down. Unnecessary thoughts will disappear if my mind and body cools down.” I felt his constant stare on me and heard some murmuring around me. I opened my eyes and breath out the gasp when I heard the bathroom door closing sound.

When I was on the verge of letting my hand slide down to my pussy to quell the fire in my loins, I jerked up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. Peeling my t-shirt and my panties away, I turned on the shower and got under it. As soon as the cold water hit me, the tension in my body reduced my half. I started rinsing my body frantically, aiming to drown my desires with the water. By the time I was back to normal, moments later, I was gasping for breath. I remained under the shower for a long time, simply letting the water do its job while I tried to clear my mind of all nasty thoughts. Finally, I got out of the shower and dried myself up. Then I returned to the room.

As the water fall down his back, all Noah could think of was the image of Grace in that bathroom with slippery soap on her body, coupled with water. Groaning, he placed both his hands against the glass sounding the shower area and closed his eyes. It was better to stop thinking about this now if he doesn’t want this to get out of control.