Chaos filled her mind, impeding her ability to focus. She wanted to be released from the madness, rediscover the pleasures that had been eluding her for too long now.
Every muscle she had was tense, craving to be touched, aching to be soothed. But it was mostly her mind that needed to be caressed… whispered words of fantasy to seduce her into the sensual, sexual state she yearned for.
She took a long bath, letting her thoughts drift with the music around her, surrounded by luscious white foam as she leaned back in the tub. She washed thoughtfully, shaving, slipping under the water to shampoo her hair, soft skin glistening in the candlelight. She closed her eyes, stood up, and began swaying gently to the song playing quietly through speakers in the hallway.
She danced naked, reaching for a towel, and dried her hair. Silky strands of red, gold and brown falling around a face beautifully accented with color – blue eyes were lined and framed with black lashes, her lips a delicious shade of dark cherry.
She had started coffee, its rich aroma filling the house, blending with vanilla candles and incense. Not waiting for the brew to complete, she lifted the glass carafe and poured a cup, adding scalded milk to make cappuccino. She drank half of it before reaching for the amber prescription bottle and removed the cap, then swallowed a couple of tiny pink pills. Relax, escape – into his world… that magic place where she was vulnerable and he possessed her.
He sat across the room, a silent observer. She knew he was there – he was in plain view – but she did not acknowledge him.
