Im back??? maybe?

Hey... uh... good to see y'all again. Uhm... sorry for falling off the face of the earth. I've been seriously ill and still am, I'm on a slow road to recovery, but here is a chapter... sorry if it's not up to scratch. I'm still attempting to juggle my Alevels and endless medical appointments, so please be patient.

She pulls away, her hands grasping my hips and guiding me up from the couch. "Come with me, darling," she says, her voice commanding. "I have something special in mind for you."

I let her lead me into the bedroom, my heart thumping and my body on fire with anticipation. She guides me down onto the bed, her eyes dark with desire.

She moves on top of me, her body pressed against mine. Her hands roam over my body, igniting my skin with every touch. "You're so beautiful," she murmurs, her lips finding mine in a searing kiss.

I melt under her touch, my body melting into a pool of sensation. Her kisses are hungry and possessive, her lips exploring every inch of my body with a fervour that leaves me breathless.

Her hands move down, her fingers toying with the waistband of my pants. "Let's get these off, shall we?" she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I want to see all of you, darling."

She grins, clearly enjoying my desperate plea. "Ah, such a naughty little thing," she purrs, her hands roaming over my thighs, her touch sending shivers down my spine. "Begging for more, are we?"

"Yes," I gasped, my voice ragged with need. "Please, I want more. I need more, Miss Adams. I can't get enough of you."

She chuckles, her eyes gleaming with desire and satisfaction. "You're so obedient, darling," she whispers, her hand sliding up towards my stomach. "You'll do whatever I tell you to, won't you?"

I nod softly, biting my lip to suppress a moan as she slips her fingers into me. They begin their course of pleasure, circling and swirling inside of me as I lay there, my legs beginning to shudder with pure ecstasy.

She grabs ahold of one of my thighs to stop it shaking so much. I open my mouth to let out a moan, but she leans down and kisses my lips instead, preventing me from making any noise, "Hush, my love. We don't want the neighbours to know, do we?"

I bite my lip and shake my head, willing to do whatever she says. Her fingers continued their course if movement inside me brought me closer and closer to the edge. At long last, I shudder and dig my nails into her back as my eyes roll back and I allow my body to finally release.

"Ah, that's my girl." She whispers into my ear as I'm gasping for air, my nostrils being assaulted by her perfume, my lungs begging for some fresh air or even pure oxygen but all I can obtain is her scent making me feel more and more lightheaded.

She moves closer to me, her body wrapping around me. Her warmth and strength are enveloping me, making me feel safe and protected. I nestle snugly against her, feeling every one of her curves moulding to mine. Her arms encircle me, and she pulls me even closer, burying her face in my hair. We stay like that for a while, her breaths warm against the back of my neck, "You're such a good little doll for me."

(Guys pls give me ideas for what to do next because my motivation is lacking and having neurotoxicity is not helping the creative juices.)