I let my fingertips slide over her, soft and wet through her briefs. Oh God… all I can think about is watching my fingers sink into her. She moans softly at my touch, and her hips sweep upward, pushing between my thighs. The pressure makes me throb and as much as I want to tease her, I’m not sure I can. I lean forward and lightly suck on her breast, keeping my thigh between her legs and feeling her wet and slick beneath me. Her breasts are full and I can tell she has sensitive nipples. I take one lightly between my teeth and am rewarded with a low moan. Could this woman possibly want me as much as I want her? For weeks now she’s been my fantasy. Seeing her sprawled against my silk sheets, thighs parted enough for me to see her. Feel her. Oh fuck, I have to taste her. I slip a finger inside her soft folds, and I look at her as I reach up to my mouth and suck on her juices. I don’t try to hide how much I like the taste of her, I feel myself throbbing while she watches me enjoy her. Her eyes are so full of lust. She grabs my wrist and pulls, I’m cupping her with my palm when she whispers “please,” and I can’t resist her. I slip two fingers in with ease as she gasps and digs into my thigh with her short nails. I don’t care that I’m dripping on her thigh, or moaning just a little too loud. All I can think is “she wants me” as my fingers sink deeper. I plant my knees and pull a bit upward with each stroke. Oh… she likes that, and suddenly I’m acutely aware of how much I want her to get what she likes.