I decided I absolutely loved the feeling of silk on my body.
The silk sheets wrapping me in comfort.
My newly shaved body gliding against the bed.\
I roamed my hands all along my body and everywhere I touched left sparks of wildfire bursting under my skin.
I slowly reached up to cup my breasts and I stroked them.
Teasing and stroking until my nipples peaked in my hand.
My body writhed and bucked against the bed as I felt the tension boil inside of me.
When I couldn't take it anymore I reached down and stroked between my legs.
My folds slick with arousal, my fingers slipped and slid around the bundle of nerves that has protruded with my desire growing by the second.
My whole body tingled and sparked with pleasure.
I felt it coming all along my hips and down to my toes.
Faster and faster I rubbed and stroked until I felt myself shatter under my touch.
A scream escaped my lips as I bucked against the bed, never wanting this feeling to end.
I struggled to catch my breath as I slowly relaxed against the bed.
I sighed with relief and rolled over to look at my current victim.
Ross looked at me with pure desire in his eyes and sweat all over his face.
He moaned and grunted while being tied to the bed and his mouth covered with duct tape.
"You like what you see?" I whispered in his ear still lazily stroking myself.
He nodded vigourously and looked near tears.
"Maybe next time, you'll get to make me scream." I said as I drifted off into sleep.