I lay in bed. My body tingles, begging for it. I slowly run a hand down my body and push past the barrier of my panties. The feel of lace runs across my knuckles.
I dip a finger into myself slowly, my wetness spreads. My free hand travels my body and lands on my right breast; it lowers my top and playfully flicks the hardening nipple.
My left hand moves up further and spreads the wetness around, it brushes my clit and I gasp. I do it again. And again. My right hand moves to my left breast, teasing it the same as the right.
I stop my fingers on my clit and move down to my lips; I release a sigh at the feel of my slick skin. I slide my first two fingers inside me. Slow and soft at first but my hips roll forward asking, begging, pleading for more.
I thrust my fingers into me. Hard. Hitting my clit as I go, then I slowly remove them curling them upwards hitting my g-spot making me quiver with each touch. Then I thrust them back in and start an endless cycle of hard, quick, slow and soft.
I bring my right hand down to join the left, it touches my swollen clit and I lurch forward. I start to apply more pressure and a feel the familiar tightening. My pussy pulses around my fingers pulling them deeper and my mouth falls open in a silent scream. Warmth spreads all over my body and I blindly grasp my sheets with my right hand, my left still moving inside of me.
My orgasm ends and I still my hand panting for breath.
A tall figure steps forward and claps its hands once, twice and a third time.
"Very well done my pet. Lovely." The figure is male and his voice deep.
I smile brightly at him.
"What next Master?" I ask.
His grey eyes shine at me and he grins.
"Well, that's up to you my pet." The light from the moon shines through the window illuminating his face, his hair is wild and looks almost white in the moons presence.
I look to my master in confusion.
Up to me? It's never up to me. It about him, always. I want it to be about him.
"I'm changing things around for a bit my lovely muggleborn." I whimper and nod.
"Whatever you wish Master," I reply. His eye brow arches and I finish my sentence. "Master Draco."
~Hidden Talents
