High time of the day - part I.

I could hardly wait to get home. Long day at the office. The second the door closes, the city noise drops away. All I want is hot water and quiet. I light the candles, peel my clothes off, and sink into the tub. Fingers find my shoulders first, then slide lower. The touch grows firmer. I know exactly where it’s headed. Blonde hair damp at the ends, skin flushed, I let my hand move between my legs. A slow circle. A quick one. My breath catches. Brunette lashes flutter against damp cheeks as I spread wider and push two fingers in. The water laps at my wrist while I fuck myself in steady strokes. Every thrust sends small waves against the porcelain. I bite my lip, hips lift, chasing the heat that tightens low in my belly. Candlelight flickers over my naked body, and I keep going until the tension breaks, sharp and sweet, leaving me trembling in the cooling water.