Unexpected discovery

I was flipping through magazines like I always do when one caught my eye. My boyfriend's stack. The glossy pages opened on their own, and there they were—naked girls spread across every layout. My breath caught. Heat rushed straight between my legs. I felt myself get wet just looking at them. My hand slipped under the waistband of my shorts without a second thought. Fingers found my clit, rubbing slow circles while I stared at the pictures. I leaned back, legs spread wider, chasing that feeling. One finger slipped inside, then two. I pushed deeper, rocking my hips against my own hand. My mind raced ahead. I pictured both holes filled at once, stretched, used, taken. My body responded fast. I fingered myself harder, faster, coming with a sharp gasp and shaking thighs, the magazines scattered around me like evidence.