Dripping Delight

You slide your hand down your body, your breath hitching as your fingertips graze over your slick heat. You're soaked — shamelessly, deliciously wet. You drag two fingers through the slippery mess, slowly pulling them back up to inspect the glistening trail. The sight makes your core clench. With a teasing smirk, you press those same fingers to your lips, tasting yourself, savoring your own arousal like a forbidden treat. You know they're watching. You want them to see exactly how ready you are.