About Ashley Chapter 1_(2)
As the sunlight filtered in through half-drawn blinds, the morning was already off to the usual start. Tangled about in her sheets, Delia had her tight-fitting tee shirt pushed up and over her supple breasts, twisting the small, dark buds of her nipples between her fingers. Her other hand trailed down her smooth stomach, stopping at the waistband of her pajama shorts and slipping under them. She teased herself, feeling how wet she was already through her panties. Her index finger circled her clit, pressing hard enough to make her gasp before pulling away. She repeated this, pressing against her clit and pulling away just as she began to tremble. Delia glanced quickly at her alarm clock. 6:34 AM. She had enough time to savor this feeling for a little longer. Sighing, she closed her …