Pleasures on the bed

A bed is where she starts. Cool sheets meet warm skin. She stretches out, legs parted, and reaches for the toy she keeps close. It hums to life in her hand. Blonde hair spills across the pillow while she drags the buzzing tip over her clit, teasing. Pressure builds fast. Her back arches, hips rolling into each stroke. She pushes it inside, slow at first, then harder, chasing the heat that blooms low in her belly. Wet sounds fill the quiet room. She bites her lip, eyes half-closed, riding the rhythm until the first sharp wave hits. Breath catches, thighs tremble, and she keeps going, drawing every last pulse from the toy buried between her legs.