In the dimly lit room, your eyes trace the curves of my silhouette as I slip off my pajamas, the soft fabric pooling at my feet. I settle onto the bed, the sheets a cool contrast to the heated flush of my skin. With deliberate, languid movements, I touch myself, each stroke sending waves of trembling desire through my body. I close my eyes, imagination weaving a tapestry of pleasure and longing, until the inevitable climax and the sweet release that follows.
