"But I want you," I whimper, grabbing at his arm again. "I just can't help it...it's been so long..." My voice cracks on the last word, and a tear rolls down my cheek as I look up at him with pleading eyes.
"Please?"
My hips rock back and forth against nothingness, and I moan softly into the crook of my arm as I imagine what it would feel like to have him inside me.
Finger. I'm going to do this with just my finger, nothing more, nothing less. OK? If you insist for more I will stop. It's the only offer I give you
I nod slowly, my heart racing as I take a step back and undo the top button of my jeans. "Okay," I whisper, my voice shaky with need. "But just...just use your finger...and go slow..." My hips rock back and forth once more, making it clear how much I want this despite my better judgment.
"Mmm..." My breath catches in my throat as his finger slides inside me, filling me in a way that feels so right it's almost painful. "So good...so good..."