Red Skirt, Bare Intention... a Moment Too Urgent to Wait

I didn’t plan it, just sat down, still half-dressed, and my body whispered it was time. The skirt stayed, the shirt stayed. Only the panties were left behind, casually tossed beside me like a quiet confession. There, on the floor. I was already pulsing before I even touched myself. Each breath deeper than the last, each caress lighting something darker, hotter. I wanted to tease, to play, to take my time. But this time... time didn’t matter. What came was raw. A build I couldn’t tame. My thighs trembled, my moans filled the silence, and when it finally hit. I shattered beautifully