Fingering fun

She slips off her clothes piece by piece, taking her time. Every inch of skin meets the air like a secret she’s decided to share. Her hands move over her breasts, fingers working the nipples until they stiffen. The same fingers slide lower. They part her folds, find her clit, and circle the swollen nub with measured pressure. Her hips tilt. A soft, wet sound follows each stroke. She stays right there, repeating the rhythm until her thighs begin to tremble, eyes half-closed, breath catching in small, open-mouthed gasps.