Passages #4 - Part 4

Skin draws open on wet thighs. A woman breathes out slow while her fingers slip between her legs. She rubs at swollen lips until they part, then slides two fingers inside and watches the knuckles disappear. Every stroke pulls a small sound from her throat, soft and low. She circles her clit with the wet pads of her fingers, hips twitching when the pressure builds too fast. Legs tense, she rocks into her own hand until pleasure spills through her. She stays still after, chest rising and falling, a flush racing across her breasts. The scene lingers on slick fingers, an open mouth, lashes low, sunlight warming damp skin.