Tight and toned

I work my body hard. Every muscle stays tight. My routine always ends the same way. I strip down, drop onto the bed, and pull the toy from its hiding place. The silicone is smooth, cool at first, then warm in my palm. I part my thighs and let the tip glide between my folds, teasing until I am slick. One slow push and it fills me. My abs tighten, my hips lift, and I start to fuck myself in a steady rhythm. The first thrust is gentle, the next deeper, until my breathing grows short and my toes curl against the sheets. Sweat shines on my skin. I keep my legs spread wide, watching the toy slide in and out of my wet heat. Each stroke drags a soft moan from my throat. My fingers find my clit, rubbing fast circles until my thighs start to shake. I bite my lip, hold the edge as long as I can, then let it break. Pleasure crashes through me in hard, bright waves, leaving me limp and trembling on the bed.