The way she shifted on the lounge caused enough sound to block out the sound of her master's pants dropping to the floor. Now, laying more fully on her back, she trailed her fingers further down her body and stroked them through her slit. Back arching a little at the friction, Chessa bit her bottom lip and moaned softly.
Releasing her lip, her tongue darted out the soothe the smarting flesh as she dipped her middle and ring finger into her core. Fingers wet, Chessa slid them up to her clit and began rubbing in a small circular motion, adding pressure when needed. "Mmmm, yes Thanatos... mmmm," she moaned as she worked her clit.
Her breathing grew a little more ragged as the book fell to the floor and her hips rolled. With newly freed fingers, Chessa cupped her breast again and pinched her nipple as her fingers circled her clit faster. Arching her back deeply, she dug her head into the cushion as her knees locked, toes pointed, and she shuddered with a satisfying release.
"Fuck... Thana... mmmmm," she hummed as her body relaxed and became fluid on the lounge. Breathing heavily, she let her fingers stay tucked in against her clit and her hand cup her breast as she relished in the aftermath of her orgasm.