I sighed as the light from the hotel window began to peek through the curtains. Morning was calling far too soon. I wasn’t ready for it, as it meant that we would be leaving Miami and saying goodbye to Jack and Annie. The sheets pulled across my bare skin as I shifted in the bed. My soft skin between my legs still felt swollen from the night before. A smile crossed my lips as I closed my eyes again and let my mind drift back to just a few hours prior. My hand involuntarily began to caress my nipples under the sheet and I reminisced over the way Jack had pinched them. His fingers were stronger than mine. Rough and confident. I wanted to feel them on me all over again.
My breathing began to quicken at the thought of his hands on me. I rolled to my back and traced my fingers down my stomach to the top of my slit. I paused as my husband stirred in bed next to me. I grinned at a thought that flitted through my mind, and proceeded to continue my journey farther down until I was plunged into wetness. My fingers slid gently around my lips, teasing my clit until I began to shake. I bit my lip between my teeth to keep from moaning, but it didn’t help.