Uncovered - Episode 8

Abigail Mac arched her back against the silk sheets, her fingers tracing down the soft curves of her hips. She bit her lower lip as she hooked her thumbs into her lace thong, then slid it down with deliberate slowness. The fabric whispered against her skin before she kicked it aside, leaving her completely bare to the cool air and the heat building between her thighs. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath, nipples already tight from the open air. She spread her legs wider, letting her hand drift lower, fingers gliding through slick warmth as a soft gasp escaped her. Her other hand cupped her breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak. She circled her clit slowly at first, then pressed harder, hips rolling to meet her touch. Sweat gathered at the hollow of her throat as she quickened, lost in the steady rhythm of her own pleasure.