The light beams across my body.
My heavy eyes break open slowly.
One look out the window and I know
This morning will be full of glory.
The downy, white sheets lay across my skin
I stretch against their softness.
My eyes stare at the beams of sunshine
and watch as the light chases out the darkness.
My hands, they wander down my stomach,
tracing slow circles on my flesh.
My fingernails drag against my thighs,
Leaving each vessel and nerve on edge.
My fingers almost touch, but not quite,
that sweet spot that is hungry for attention.
It throbs. It pulses, just waiting for me…
waiting as I build this agonizing tension.
The sun, it heats my skin through the glass.
The bed sheets, they cradle me safely.
I’m running circles around my bud,
driving myself wild. Making myself crazy.
I cannot seem to catch my breath,
I dig my teeth into my pouting lip.
My fingers finally reach their goal
that fleshy bud, that sweet spot...
...that sexy little clit.
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