She could hear the ocean waves as they pounded against the rocks she was sitting on. Coming closer ebbing and flowing like the waves of thoughts that were going through her mind. Her eyes shut and she remembered the softness of his skin, the light scent of his body and the sound of his voice in her ear. Low, sexy, urgent helping her say what she never could.
She stood up and started walking home along the cold beach trying to shake the thoughts that she knew would follow her throughout the day. She opened the door and headed for the shower hoping that would help wash away his memory. The warm water cascaded down her body and soothed the aching parts. Standing against the wall of the shower she could feel the cold tile against her body and turned into the memories once more. As the soap and her hands glided over her soft skin she could feel his mouth on her nipples and his hands roaming her body. Her breasts were aching and her touch brought relief pulling and pinching her nipples she bent over and let the warm water flow to those places that were starting to pulsate.