Lone Night Desire

I was in my dorm room, surrounded by textbooks but completely lost in the void of loneliness. My phone buzzed with notifications, each one reminding me how alone I truly felt despite all these supposed connections. ...I reached down and touched myself...my fingers slid over my clit as I imagined someone else here to hold me, to touch me...the pleasure built up slowly, an escape from reality. I rubbed harder, imagining his lips on mine, his hands gripping my hips tightly. My body arched off the bed as I pushed two fingers inside, mimicking what he would do if only he were there with me...