I sit back on the bed in front of you, letting my legs fall open just enough for you to know exactly where this is going.

Your eyes are already on me, and that alone makes my breath catch a little.

I pick up the toy slowly, running my thumb along it like I’m getting used to the idea of being watched.

I look up at you through my lashes.

“You want me…”

My voice drops.

“…and you’re about to watch me want it too.”

I drag the toy lightly over my thigh, barely touching, just tracing the lines of the fishnets making you imagine the rest without giving it yet.

“See how slow I’m going?”

I smirk softly.

“I want you to feel every second of this.”

I bring it higher, gliding it over my hips, my waist, letting the anticipation build in your chest.

Your eyes follow every movement.

I can tell.

I lean in a little, whispering like the secret is just between us:

“How bad do you want to watch me use it?”

I press it gently against myself not inside, not fully, just enough to make my breath hitch and let you watch my reaction.

“Mm… you feel that?”

My voice trembles just slightly.

“Because I’m doing this for you.”

I meet your gaze again, lips parted, toy still teasing against me.

“Tell me…”

“…do you want to see me take it all the way?”