She was alone the night called for something dirty. Her fingers danced across her skin caressing every curve. A whisper of desire escaped her lips yearning for more. She imagined a powerful touch a commanding presence. The night grew hotter the air thick with anticipation. Her body arched a passionate plea. Every movement a promise of pleasure. The thought of surrender was seductive. She imagined lips on her skin a tender exploration. Her breath hitched a sigh of pure delight. The thrill of the unknown consumed her. A sensual journey just beginning starting. She felt a delicious throb deep within. The world outside faded away irrelevant. Only this moment mattered this intense desire. Her eyes closed in heaven. The climax approached inevitable. A final shudder a shriek of pure release. She lay back satisfied. The echoes of pleasure still lingering.