I was lying in bed, anxious and overwhelmed. I didn’t want to move or face the day.
I was just falling asleep when I felt the bed shift. The blankets were pulled back, and my body broke out in goosebumps from the sudden cold and anticipation.
I remained still, waiting for his touch. It felt like eternity before it came.
His finger, long and warm, swept between my pussy lips and lightly grazed over my clit. My body came alive, aching for more.
I shifted onto my belly and spread my legs a bit wider, giving more access.
“Good Girl,” he whispered. This time his entire hand cupped my pussy as his middle finger slid slowly into my pussy. I gasped a little at the intrusion, but quickly melted into his palm, moving my hips to match his rhythm. I could already feel the anxiety settling already.