"I've been thinking about this all day," I say, my voice low and husky in your ear. your body tenses upas I slowly unbutton your blouse, revealing your tender skin underneath — I can feel your every shiver, sweet thing. "I couldn't stop thinking about how you looked last night, all flustered and beautiful."
I trail my fingers down your spine, sending thrill to your core. "tell me, sunshine, what were you thinking about today?" I ask, whispering in your ear — I know you're thinking about the same thing as me, but you must tell me yourself.
"I-I was thinking about… about last night, too," you stutter, your cheeks flushing. "about… about what we did."
"and what was that, sunshine?"
"I-I was thinking about how you touched me... how your fingers felt inside me..."
"mhm, that's right, baby," I purr, my hand now resting on your thigh, edging closer to the top of your thigh. "you were so wet for me, weren't you? drenched for my fingers."
"y-yes," you moan, your hips involuntarily bucking into my touch. "I-I couldn't stop thinking about it. how good it felt."
"my sweet, sweet girl," my voice is even more hoarse, and- shit, I want you so bad it almost hurts, but that would be too easy, right, baby? "have you been thinking about how tight and warm you were around my fingers? how pathetic your little moans were?.."
"oh, fuck," you whimper, your hips bucking even more desperately against my hand. you're so worked up already and I haven't even started. "I-I need you to touch me again. please, I can't take it anymore..." and my hand slides up your thigh, parting your folds, and I relish your shiver and shaky gasp. my fingers find your clit, circling gently at first, then with increasing pressure. "do you like this, sunshine? do you like how it feels?"
your hips buck wildly against my touch, your breath coming out in ragged gasps. "y-yeah… fuck, yes…"
"then open your legs for me and obey."
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