My eyes fall from the screen, down to her face. Gods, I love her. Fingers tracing light circles on her naked arm, goosebumps on her skin. I drag my nails over them. She whimpers.
We keep watching while I caress her, but our focus soon drops. She breaks a trapped arm out from underneath her, and pulls a strap of her tank-top down.
Inch by inch the swell of her breast is revealed. Holding my breath when the neckline catches on her nipple, pulling it down before letting it spring into view. I love them. She knows I do. My fingers leave her arm behind, wandering across the softness on a journey towards those sensitive nubs. The goosebumps spread across her breast, areola tightening as my fingertips draw circles around them.
"...please..."
"Please, what?"
"Pinch me..."
"Patience."
Circles within circles, inward spirals closing in. Noticing her hand creeping below the loose hem of her pajama bottoms, I swat it away.
"No touching!"
"But-"
"No butts. Only boobs." She mewls in desperate anticipation.
"Roll on your back, and-" She does, instantly, pulling her top down. "Good girl." Sharp gasps and an arching back are my rewards when my fingers close around her nipples.
Pinching, pulling, twisting.
After half a movie's worth of teasing I relent; while one hand keeps rolling her nipple, the other travels down, lingering on her soft belly before slipping inside her pj's. I part her labia and slide two fingers inside in a single smooth motion. Her eyes roll back as I curl my fingers and rub them against that sensitive spot just inside. She's already close; I can make her come quickly after winding her up for so long.
I take my fingers out when that first contraction hits, sliding them up until my fingertips reach her clitoris. Retracting her hood with the edge of my thumb I let my slick digits work, rolling her clit in the creases between my fingers in that way she loves. I pull her head close to my body in an awkward one armed hug as I push Jackie headfirst over the edge.
She tenses up and I balance her at the top of that peak, never letting my fingers rest. Holding her tight to my chest, muffling her moans as she rides it out, then ease my fingers away while she's coming down.
After a minute she rolls onto her side, knees pulled up to curl into a little ball. Nestling my hand into her unruly mop of hair, she mewls. Back to scratching.
Movie nights are the best.
