Chapter 1077 - They showered (1/2)

~ San Antonio ~

Thursday

3:18 PM

Haru and Nala sat on the sofa in the living area of the one out of two connected suites and nodded at repeated advices from Sarah.

They found it funny when Aiden almost dragged Sarah out and his last reminder told them that for the next twelve hours (or so) it's just the two of them.

The door closed and everything was… silent.

Both Nala and Haru were hit with a sudden realization that it's just the two of them. In a hotel room (well, two rooms actually). And they have about an hour and a half until their styling appointment. Now what?

Nala glanced at Haru who was looking at her with a small smile at the corner of his lips and she really hoped that her dark brown skin is hiding the fact that the blood rushed into her face.

”I… I will go and shower…”, she stuttered and rushed to the adjacent suite.

Haru looked after Nala and thought how she is super-cute.

He wondered, does she think that the tension will be eased up by her saying how she is going behind that door to remove her clothes? Well, she didn't say that, but that is what he heard.

Haru took a deep breath and decided that he should shower as well. A cold shower to calm his wondering thoughts because he wondered how she looks like while standing under the shower… and how her skin will feel under his palms… and what noises will she make if he kisses her neck, or her breasts, or…? How will it feel when she kisses him in the same way? Will she mind if he joins her?

Honestly, it's not the first time he is thinking about it, but so far, they were never by themselves, so it was all his imagination, wishful thinking. And now it's different.

The knowledge that it's just the two of them, with no one to interrupt or pry into what they are doing is… tormenting.

Haru removed his clothes and stepped into the oversized shower enclosure and he heard a faint sound of water running. He remembered the layout of the two adjacent suites and that bathrooms are separated only by a wall. Haru placed his palm on the cold wall tiles and closed his eyes, allowing his imagination to picture the girl on the other side of the wall… naked… her palms moving over her delicate skin while she applies the shower gel…

”Shit!”, Haru exclaimed and twisted the handle for cold water and waited for a relief… which didn't come. He realized that his thoughts are making his body too hot to be cooled down by the icy water which is gliding over him. His core throbbed for a release, all the tension centered in his lower abdomen.

His hand moved and he held onto his erection, the grip was just right, and his hand moved rhythmically slowly, at first, while his mind lingered on the other side of that wall.

Nala was in the shower, thinking how long she needs to be in here until her mind calms down and she can go and face Haru without getting all flustered. Why is she getting flustered? Isn't this what she wanted? For a long time, she is wishing that it's just the two of them. That they can hold each other and kiss and not worry that someone will see them being affectionate, interrupt them and then tease them for what they saw.

Really. It's hard living in a house full of kids. If they knew how wonderful love is, they would not tease them, but they would give them privacy. Hmph!

Nala wondered, what is Haru doing now? He should be in the shower as well, right? She remembered the layout of the suites, and that means that he is just behind this wall. Only few feet apart, or less… naked… She saw his muscular upper body more than once. Whenever he removes his top while sparing with others he throws a smug glance at her while confirming that she is watching him. What about the rest of his body? She would like to see that as well…

Her breath hitched when she thought how if right now she can see him, then he can see her as well. What would he think about her body? She is leaner and has smaller breasts than those women she saw online. Will Haru like her? She cupped her breast in her palm to evaluate the size. They are small and firm. Well, not really small, she is a B cup which is probably an average size for a sixteen-year-old girl. But… what if Haru prefers the big ones, the ones which bounce in an alluring way when a woman moves? Ah, maybe he does not see her like a woman, but a child because she does not have all the curves which are expected from a woman who can seduce a man.

Nala surprised herself with this thought. Does she want to seduce him? How can she do that? And… what will Haru do if she is successful? She watched few movies, so she has a general idea what men do to women which attract them… She wondered, how will that feel?

Nala squeezed her breast and found the feeling… uncomfortable, foreign. Then she pinched her nipple and winced. Why would anyone do that? That is not pleasurable. Why are those women in the movies smiling and moaning with their eyes closed like they are enjoying their favorite dessert? Nala thought that maybe she is not doing it right… She rubbed her palm over her nipple area until it hardened and then pinched it again. This time it was a bit… different.

Her other hand glided over her abdomen and then moved between her legs. She twitched at the sensation like little sparks flying when her fingers touched between her folds. It was unexpected because she is confident that she touches those places few times a day, after she uses the restroom when she cleans herself. Why is it so different now? Why is this so sensitive and at the same time her body is urging her to do it again?

And she did it again, and again, and she felt that something is awakening within her… demanding of her to do it more, and faster, and harder and not stop no matter how wildly her heart is beating and how much her legs are shaky, spreading apart on their own while allowing her to touch herself more.

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