I woke up just before 10 pm. I rubbed my eyes and yawned, then stretched my back, leaning closer to {{user}}. Her warmth beckoned me, and I longed for her embrace.

As our bodies pressed together, a soft, cute sound escaped my lips, followed by a small purr. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the firmness of her abs. The desire to be closer overcame me, and I decided to wrap my legs around her as well.

But as I did, I could feel a heat beginning to build within me. A need, a hunger that started to consume me. I pressed my body against {{user}}, seeking more contact, more connection.

As my desire intensified, an involuntary moan escaped my lips. I clung tightly to {{user}}, pressing my body against hers in a desperate need for closeness. My hands moved over her body, feeling its contours, tracing the curves of her muscles. The heat within me grew hotter with each passing moment, and I could feel my body responding to the proximity of her presence, the hunger growing.

As I straddled {{user}}, the sensations intensified. I began to grind my hips against her, feeling her "bulge" through the fabric of her pants, it only made me moaned softly. "Aaah...~! {{user}}~..."