A bright day on a secluded beach. Waves lap the shore rhythmically, encouraging her imagination. The sun’s rays wrap her body in their warming embrace. Heat burned from deep within, rising to meet the sun, kindled by anticipation of her tardy lover.
The cool ocean breeze stokes the fire like an antipodal sadist torturing her to unbearable arousal. She bites her lip as rough embroidery brushes a pebbled nipple. A hand involuntarily slides like water down her belly, between her thighs. Jin is surprised to find herself needfully wet.
“Damn her for being late,” she breathes to the indifferent ocean.