The Recall Trials
Chapter 45: Where No One Can See Us

Chapter 45: Where No One Can See Us

I reached for her zipper again. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. That small, silent yes meant everything.

As the water poured around, I undressed her, carefully. My hands shook..not because I was nervous, but because I wanted her so much, and I knew this wasn’t just about sex.

"You smell so nice," I murmured against her skin, "you have no idea what you do to me."

I undid her bra with one hand, letting it fall between us. Her breasts were round, warm and soft, and I took my time, brushing my lips along her curves before finally wrapping my mouth around her nipple.

She gasped. Loudly. Her fingers grabbed my wet hair, tugging gently as I sucked slowly, then with more pressure. I moved to the other, kissing it, teasing it with my tongue while my hand slipped down to her waist, pulling her closer until I could feel the heat of her body against mine.

She moaned, half-whimper and tilted her head back, fluttering her eyes. I sucked harder, then softer again, tasting the water and salt and her, all mixed into something I couldn’t get enough of.

"Damnnn... you’re so hot," she whispered.

"You’re so sweet," I whispered in her ears.

My hands slid down her thighs, lifting her slightly, pressing her back into the wall. She wrapped her legs around me instinctively, and for a second, we just stayed like that breathing into each other’s mouths, drunk on everything.

But then she shifted.

Slid down.

Dropped to her knees.

Her hands wrapped around me, slowly, delicate, like she wanted to remember how I felt before anything else. Then her lips parted, and she took my huge hard dick into her mouth.. It was warm and soft as her tongue moved in slow circles.

My head fell back.

"Fuckkkk... It felt sooooo gooooood"

The water poured down on us both, but all I could feel was her warm mouth. Her rhythm was slow, then a little deeper.

Her hands gripped my hips as she kept going.

It was too much.

Too intense.

She pulled back slowly. And I dropped to my knees in front of her, not even sure what I was about to say or do. I just knew I couldn’t look away.

We stayed like that naked, wet, shivering in heat we couldn’t escape.

"I wanted this," she said softly, her hand pressed to my chest. "But I wanted you, not just the moment."

I lifted her carefully, her legs wrapping around my waist again. Steadying her with one hand, and the other guiding myself to her, I pushed it in slowly. Inch by inch. My body tense, trying to stay in control. She was warm, tight, and I could feel every second of it as I entered her, careful not to rush.

"Vincent..." she whispered. "Oh my God..."

And suddenly, a loud, breathy moan escaped her lips.

Her eyes flew open.

"Wait...wait!" she gasped, pushing at my chest. "Stop. Stop, just...hold on."

I froze immediately, hands steadying her as I pulled back slightly. "Zaara, what’s wrong?"

She slid down from my waist, stumbling a little as her feet hit the wet tile.

Her hand shot between her legs like she was checking herself. Her face flushed, her chest rising and falling quickly.

"I’m sorry," Zaara whispered, suddenly pulling back. Her voice cracked, and the way her eyes widened told me she wasn’t just hesitating..she was panicking.

She looked at me, like she couldn’t believe what she’d almost done.

"I’m freaking out ," she blurted out. "I don’t know why. I just..."

She covered herself with one arm and reached blindly for the towel hanging on the hook. Her hands were shaking. Then she knelt down quickly, grabbing her damp clothes from the floor, clinging to them like they were a shield.

"This is so embarrassing. I don’t know what’s wrong with me..."

My heart sank...not out of disappointment, but because she looked so vulnerable.

"Zaara," I said softly, taking a slow step forward, and raising my hands like I didn’t want to scare her. "Hey, it’s okay. Seriously. You don’t have to explain anything. You’re not doing anything wrong."

She didn’t speak right away. Just kept breathing hard, trying to gather herself.

"If you’re not ready, that’s completely okay," I said. "We really don’t have to rush anything. I’ll wait as long as you need. We can stop now, pick this up another time, whatever you want."

She nodded slowly, but her shoulders were still tense. She wrapped the towel around herself, then closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.

"Just give me a minute," she whispered. "I need to... breathe. I didn’t expect it to feel like that. It was... it was good, like really good, but also kinda painful. All at once. And it scared me."

A small smile tugged at my lips despite everything. I stepped a little closer, carefully.

"That’s normal," I said gently. "It’s your first time, right? It’s always more intense than people expect. And this..." I motioned to the tile walls, the sound of water bouncing off us."this isn’t exactly the most comfortable place for it."

Zaara looked up at me finally, cheeks flushed, her wet hair stuck to her face. "Ohhh," she said softly, like something clicked. She let out a shaky laugh. "That makes so much more sense."

"Let’s just shower," I said, brushing her hair back from her cheek. "No pressure. No expectations. We wait for the right moment, the one that actually feels right."

She looked into my eyes for a long second, then nodded.

"Okay," she whispered.

I reached for the shampoo with one hand and I gently washed hair, my fingers moving slowly through the strands as the water rinsed away the suds. She closed her eyes, leaning on me, letting herself relax for just a moment under the warmth of the shower.

Afterward, she stepped out quietly, wrapping a towel around her waist while clutching her soaked clothes tightly to her chest. Drops of water traced down her shoulders as she turned to me.

"Goodnight, Vincent," she whispered.

Before I could respond, she opened the door and slipped out into the hallway.

"Goodnight, Zaara," I murmured after her, smiling to myself even though she was already gone.

The door closed behind her.

And I just stood there, naked under the water, blinking.

Did that just happen?

I looked down, still fully hard, still trying to wrap my head around it. Then I caught my reflection in the fogged-up glass and realized.

I was blushing.

Actually blushing.

I let out a breathy laugh and ran a hand through my soaked hair, shaking my head to myself.

"Damn..."

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