I was alone, but my mind wouldn't stop. Every thought made me shiver. I moved slowly in bed, feeling the light touch of the sheet between my legs... And that's when I realized. I was already wet. I ran my hand over my panties, feeling the heat escaping me. I closed my eyes. I took a deep breath. I moved my fingers down slowly, just to tease. And when I touched my clitoris, a moan escaped. Soft. Only mine. My other hand squeezed my breasts, and I imagined someone looking at me. Someone wanting me like this: surrendered, hot, hungry. The rhythm of my fingers increased without me realizing. I wanted more. I needed more. My body trembled, my breathing was short. And when the pleasure exploded... I bit my lip, arched my back, and came hard. I stayed there, with my fingers still between my legs, feeling each pulse. Wet. Satisfied. And wanting to do it again.