Netskirts #10

She released it back in April of 2013. Smooth satin sheets wrapped around her thighs as she pushed two fingers inside, slow at first, feeling how her body tightened then gave. Her breath hitched each time she pressed deeper. Knees spread wide. Her free hand worked her clit in tight circles, matching her rhythm like she had all afternoon to enjoy herself. Hips tilted up. A soft wet sound followed every thrust, sweet and filthy in the quiet room. She pulled out just enough to spread her own slick across her lips, then pushed back in—faster now. Breasts shifted with each movement, hard nipples brushing against the sheet. Sweat gathered at the small of her back. Her heels dug into the mattress as tension coiled tight and low. The motion grew messier. Her mouth opened. Eyes slipped shut. Then the edge took her. Her body pulsed around her fingers, hard and sudden. She didn’t stop right away. She kept rocking into it, drawing every last shudder out until she finally slowed, breathing through parted lips, fingers still resting inside, warm and wet.