Yes

You close your eyes as the warm water runs down your shoulders, and makes its way down your body. Your hand not already playing with your sensitive nipple follows after. You think back to the dream, his hands on your body, touching you, holding you tight as his finger pressures itself between your plump outer lips. You bite your lip to stifle a small moan as your hand blindly finds the all so familiar pleasure button entrenched in your folds. He's gentle, teasing you as his fingertips brush your needy anatomy.

You were already wet before you got in the shower. You lose yourself bucking against your own finger. You lose time as you bring yourself to climax again, and again. Finally the stimulation becomes too much, and weak legged, you step out, promptly taking a seat on the closed toilet to compose yourself.