I walked into my dark moonlit bedroom. I took some deep breaths to try and smooth the burning sensation flowing through my veins. I could feel myself throbbing with anticipation. The sensation was so immense it overcame the sound of my heart beating out of my rib cage.
I could feel my clothes sticking to me almost suffocating. With a huff a peel off my white v-neck and toss it into the dark abyss, only to fumble my fingers with the buttons of my light wash jeans. Yanking them off with a final kick, I was quick to reach behind me to unclasp my white lace d cup bra.
With a sigh of relief at the sound of the metal hooks unhinged I threw off my bra and tossed it with the others, as I quickly shimmy out of my matching lace panties. I couldn't help but release a small whimper feeling my wetness part from the soaked fabric. My brown locks drape as I bent to slide my panties down to my knees, letting them fall to my feet before abandoning them.
Walking a short distance over to my queen sized bed, I put a knee up while leaning over to my nightstand. Pulling the second drawer open, I dip my hand in and let my fingertips graze over my instruments. My frustration grew with my heat as I couldn't decide. My hand dove down collecting a prized toy.
Wrapping my hand around it's girth I pulled out a transparent pink and deeply grooved vibrator. I look at it's length, admiring it's shine from the small specks of glitter frozen inside it. I rub my thumb over the top of the six inches and quickly dart my hand back in to grab a sensitizer.
Quickly uncapping it and throwing a dab on my opposite middle and ring fingers. I used my palm and thumb to put the cap back on, 'uhhh hurry up!'. With it closed and tossed aside with my other nightstand nicknacks. I then pull myself up onto the plush bed quickly rolling to lay down against its cool comforter.
Pulling my knees to slightly arch as their spread open wide for my easy access. Leaving the vibrator temporarily next to me, I take my free hand and graceful trail it down from my outer thigh to grasp my innermost thigh. I squeezed the soft creamy skin and let my breath hitch slightly, a jolt shooting up and increasing the throbbing in my clit.
Reaching my hand down I then coat my bundle of nerves. I roll my head to the side releasing a small whimper and moan as I begin to apply pressure to rubbing. I then stop teasing my won clit and running my fingers around the sides of it, skimming their tips lightly down the center of my throbbing clit.
Trailing further down myself I rub along my slick folds moaning at my own wetness. 'Look at you, all out in the open. You wish he could see you right now. Watching what little show you're putting on just for him, huh?' My eyebrows furrow and my eyes close at my own thoughts letting out a small whimper from the back of my throat muffled by my closed lips.
I could feel my face ablaze, my breathing already starting to grow uneven. Picking up the pink toy from beside me, a bring it down to rub it's tip along my folds. Small mewls escape my throat as I can feel how smoothly it's gliding up and down my folds without any resistance. 'God, you're soaked. Already? It hasn't even been five minutes'.
With one swift movement I thrust the whole six inches inside of me and waste no time on adjusting, I've always liked a little sting. "Ohh fuck-" I gasp, thrusting the toy with a little more vigor and force, moaning as I feel it's grooves move against my velvety walls.
Letting myself slip into the burning heat of my desires, I let my imagination wonder. My thoughts would always drag themselves to him. Not that I'm complaining, but even imagining if it was him doing this to me instead of myself... I didn't realize how much I got off by just picturing his moans.
Just the way they would sound, and his rugged breaths. Hearing his voice swear next to me while his head is down next to my face, his mouth right next to the shell of my ear. His voice so deep and husky, I've learned his deep voice so well it's practically engraved in my memories.
I can feel how his big calloused hands would run along my soft flesh, a trail of goosebumps in it's wake. The way they would caress my hips and their love handles. The way they would feel cupping the sides of my face and jaws while he brushes his thumbs on my skin. Just the way I imagine he would hold me in his arms while he would whisper sweet nothings to me, making me feel secure...
I feel my legs tremble as my arm moves at a numbing speed, the warmth in my core growing more and more intense by the second. My back begins to arch off the bed, pulling at my torso muscles. Muscles tense. My skin's like an ocean's light during the sunset, the mist of sweat shimmering in the moonlight. My brows furrow slightly, closing my eyes from the intensity while my mouth draws out a silent moan as I near my orgasm.
"Ah!" my mind should go blank but all I can think of is him, imagining the way his eyebrows would furrow when he gets close. The way his moans would become more frequent, accompanying his thrusts and his strings of curses. Questioning if he would let out a guttural growl while he brings us both to our edge.
The way his grip on me would become slightly stronger just enough to leave marks but not enough to actually hurt me. The way his hair would lightly drag across my skin when he buries his head into the crook of neck. It leaves me wondering if he would harshly bite down leaving me with red blotchy teeth marks as he rides out his orgasm. Or perhaps he'll wait until his high dies down before littering my neck with sweet butterfly kisses leaving a hickey here and there in his path.
Or maybe he'll lift his head up without faltering his pace just to passionately kiss me as we both ride out our highs, swallowing each other's moans. As we catch our breaths maybe he'll press his forehead on mine closing his eyes in pure bliss, his face purely calm as he tries to calm himself taking deep breaths.
Both of us relishing how our barren bodies feel together. Being able to feel each other's heartbeat from the tips of fingertips. Feeling each deep breath the other takes. Feeling each other.
After a few moments that feel like eternity we'd open our eyes, my light brown eyes gazing into his. Our eyes contrasted so vastly. His were so intense yet oddly I found them so soothing, while mine were bland. I envision that we would be like that for a while just finally getting our breathing to be even and back to normal, then without any words being exchanged we'd kiss slowly.
Nothing to much, just a small longing kiss.
I open my eyes, my breathing once again calm. My legs still twitching from their once trembling state, my arm slightly shaking as well. With a sigh I pull out my toy whimpering in the process. Leaning over to my nightstand I clean off my slick from the toy and once it's all clean put it back where it belongs, doing the same with the sensitizer.
I lean back and manage my way under the sheets laying down on my back with my arms over my chest on the comforter. I let out a deep sigh and just look up at my dark embraced ceiling. Everything about me has calmed down by now... but there's still an intensity in the center of my chest.
It's a strange feeling that I've never experienced before, it sometimes sends me a jolt or sting but... it's not so painful. It makes me confused. I can't tell what it is all I know is that... it makes me happy but it makes me longing for him.
"I miss you,"