"Rub," She Said

 
"Rub" she said
as she stretched her arms up over her head,
tilting her chin skyward, mouth open, eyes closed.

I started gently, moving in small circles
with just my middle finger.   She sighed warmly
as her lips formed a contented smile.

"Rub" she said
I pushed harder adding my index finger as I felt her swell
under my touch; I smell her musky scent as she began to writhe.

My hand moved faster now, tight, quick ellipses,
she moaned as her hands move down to her breasts.
She pinched her nipples and arched her back.

"Rub" she said
in a throaty whisper through beautiful painted lips.
She bucked under my touch as her left hand seized mine.

Her moan is long and constrained, an animal-like growl.
my fingers continued rubbing, big slippery circles;
she grabs me and pulls me to her, kissing me.

"Rub" she said
as my fingers slid inside her and my thumb worked her clit
she gushed into my hand as she trembled and clung to me for support.

She looked at me through glazed eyes
and smiled with great satisfaction
she patted the bulge in my pants and asked "Rub?"