Suri immediately got up from the tub, took a towel, and looked at her own face in the mirror. Her reflection looked exhilaratingly flabbergasted. Her long white hair covered her back, as well as her shoulders.
Even looking at herself embarrassed Suri. She felt embarrassed because what had happened last night was the result of her action. The man had tried to leave the room, but Suri shamelessly pulled his arm and asked him to accompany her.
Even when they kissed, Suri did not resist at all. No, she did push the man away, but it wasn't because she put on some resists. It was because she needed to take a breath. In the end, she pulled the man again for another intense kiss.
Now the sensation Suri felt last night came back to her. Imagining those big hands touching her body, running his finger over her sensitive skin, and squeezing her in various places sent shivers down her spine.