There was no denying that she was wet and had been since she had put the wheels into motion. She let her fingers venture over the smooth skin. She truly was fascinated by the silky skin that let her explore unhindered. She gasped and bit her lower lip when her exploring fingers grazed her clit. The bells jangled when she shifted her leg. She did so love being wet. There was a glorious hedonistic feeling that flowed through her to discover how warm and creamy she could become. Each brush over her clit sent delicious bolts of heat through her. It didn't take much for her hips to start rocking in response, to luxuriate in the sensations. How easy to imagine him kneeling between her knees, watching her, aiding her. She made herself abandon the swollen bud to tease the damp slit that so hungered to be filled. A soft moan escaped when her finger dipped inside the weeping pussy. She teased herself, enjoying the heating pulses deep in her womb, the push of her hips.

Bells sang as she set her foot on the chair to give herself more room to explore and a brace for movement. Images of him flickered behind her closed eyes as the heat built. Once more she forced her finger away before she came. Oh yes, she wanted to cum but not yet. Her creamy fingers slid down to explore the base of the red plug she had bought, pink cheeked, in a store she never would have entered before. The red had been pivotal. It had to match after all!

It was strange to feel it neatly pressed in her ass. An alien sensation...decadent. She tapped the base lightly, shivered then returned to her oh so needy pussy. A finger slid in and she gasped at the sensation. Against the flesh, she could feel the solidness of the plug, making everything that much tighter. She arched as her finger slid in and out.

"Fuck me."

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Her eyes opened at the softly uttered phrase. He stood before her, a dazed look on his face, and his laptop case slipped to the floor. She winced a little while hoping his computer survived the drop. He watched her and her arousal heightened. She wanted to cum with him watching her. She briefly thought of stripping off her thong but no, it was his present to unwrap. He watched, eyes darkening as she fucked herself. He lifted his hand, holding up two fingers. She moaned as she slid a second finger in. So tight. Wet. Needing him.

Her orgasm pulsed just out of touch as she stared at him. He toed off his shoes and crossed to where she yearned. Still he watched, crouching down to watch the bow shift, her hips rock. "You look ready to cum, darlin'."

She nodded as moisture trickled from her, spilling over fingers, down the plug and slid under her ass. He said nothing more as he watched. Her eyes shut on their own volition but just the knowledge that he watched her helped push her over the edge. She arched, pressing her shoulders into his chair as she she cried out softly. The orgasm exploded in her, spilling from her as her body shattered. She slid her fingers out from under the soaked thong and rested her hand limply on her thigh. Muscles quivered and even though she had just cum, the twitchy feeling still pulsed within her, but only because he was before her now.

"Christmas has come early I see. Nice bow."