Let her in

You step aside, opening the door wide to let her pass into the room. "You heard correctly. Come in."

She look at the door for a moment before turning toward the bed. With practiced ease, she slips the straps of her dress down, letting the fabric drop around her waist before stepping out of it entirely. She lays back against the mattress, propped up slightly, facing you, nude. Your mouth goes dry as you stare at her.

​To top it off, she slow-spreads her legs open, her fingers dipping down to play with her smooth, shaven skin. She alternates between spreading her soft lips to reveal a glistening pink center, rubbing her clit, and sliding two fingers deep into her own wetness.

​"Beautiful..." you utter at that sight.

​You stand transfixed, transfixed by her audacity, until she looks up and catches your gaze.

​"Well?" she asks, teasing a bit, "Aren't you coming already, my lord?"

​You laugh at the crude joke. "Coming," you reply, matching her tone.