Demi's desire

Demi wants a man who knows exactly what she needs. She aches for a teacher who could guide every touch. Until then, her fingers and a sleek toy keep her busy. She stretches out on the sheets, blonde hair fanned across the pillow. Her young body hums with heat. One hand slips between her thighs. She presses the buzzing tip to her clit, circling slowly. Soft moans escape her lips as pleasure tightens in her belly. She lifts her hips, chasing that perfect angle. Every stroke makes her slicker, wetter. The toy slides inside, and her breath catches. In and out, slow and steady, she rides the rhythm. Her free hand squeezes her breast, thumb flicking the nipple. Heat builds. Her legs tremble. She grinds harder, chasing the edge. The room fills with wet sounds and quiet gasps. Demi bites her lip, eyes squeezed shut. The tension coils tighter until it snaps. Her body shudders through a long, deep climax, toes curling against the sheets. For now, the toy has to do. But she knows what she really craves.