Desire runs through me without warning, and I don't try to stop it. My body responds on its own, slowly at first, then eagerly. My hips search, my breathing becomes ragged, my moans no longer hidden. I look at myself, knowing what I have provoked, what I feel, what I want. Every movement is intense, more charged, more needy. The pleasure grows, spreads, ignites me completely. It is not shyness, it is pure desire. Pure heat. Pure enjoyment of knowing exactly how to push myself to the limit... and enjoy it.
