Craving Her

The sun peeked in through the crack in the curtains. It caused you to stir awake from a dream that left you sweaty. The blankets were pulled tight and twisted around your tacky skin.

You rolled to your back. Your breath was starting to slow back down. What was that?

A smile had started to form at the corner of your mouth, and you still tingled from that hot scene you just found yourself in. You had run your fingers across your forehead and through your sweaty hair to unstick it from your face. Your heart felt like it was beating out of control as you laid your hand on your chest. You closed your eyes, desperately trying to get back to the dream, but when that failed you took matters into your own hands.

You shifted the blankets, so they laid across your body loosely. Your hand slid down to your breast and started to arouse your nipple. The soft pink skin pulled to a hard bud and your lungs filled with a deep rush of air.

Goosebumps and hairs raised over the surface of your entire body, and you felt yourself getting wet. Your hand slipped from your breast, and with fingers leading the way, guided your hand down the soft skin of your stomach. You hesitated only for a moment.

Your lips parted. You drew in a breath and exhaled my name slowly.

“Babe.”

Your heart picked up pace as your hand continued down. Your finger circled your belly button a couple of times. Just a little tease first.

“Sloooow,” you whispered.

Your heartbeat obeyed and settled into a calm rhythm. Your thoughts were of me, and it wasn’t hard to get worked up again, but you focused on what you wanted.

You continued slowly, feeling every nerve ending along the way, and every pulse throughout your body. In your neck…wrists…arms…legs…as well as the drumming in your ears.

Your finger made it to the top of your wet pussy. You went a little too far and the tip of your finger slipped into the slit just above your clit. Your breath hitched and your hand froze. You felt all the pulses shift to just below your finger.

“Sloooow,” you say again, still as if you were speaking to me.

You let out a slow breath.

Once again you pictured me, my hand in place of yours. You put your head back and held the position. You had wax in the warmer that reminded me of you, and the scent of me was filling the room. You breathed me in deeply. Your body held but was impatient. Your pulse quickened.

Your lips parted and you drew another breath.

“Babe, touch me now,” you whispered.

Your finger slid deeper to circle your clit, then rolled it like a tiny ball under your fingertip. The shock was like touching a live wire. It was so intense your mouth watered. Your fingers caused waves up through your insides as they dove deeper into your beautiful soft folds.

Your scent mixed with mine in the air. The combination of us thrilled you, and you could no longer hold back. You plunged your fingers deep inside your pussy, swirling and thrusting. Your moans grew louder, and deeper. Soon your voice was lost all together and your body tensed up, but you didn’t stop.

Your body was building, every muscle was tight, your body was twisting as though it were possessed. And just when you were about to cum…you stopped.

Your body sunk into the bed, your hands fell to your sides, your heart started to slow, and you closed your eyes. You let out a long slow breath.

You opened your eyes back up and a smile stretched across your face as you whispered to me,

“Until later.”