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CHAPTER SEVEN: IN LIMBO

It got wet down below, instantly; I could noticeably tell apart the texture difference between the water and the pleasure juices. I had never done this, but it had been too long, and this was as close as I could get to feeling Casper, at least for now. I made use of what I had. Circling the golden egg with my fingers, as he did, when he knew all I wanted was him inside me. I let myself float with the emotion, reminiscing the warmth, vibrance, need and control his dagger always showed around this area. Gradually, I allowed my fingers to jab into the ripe fruit, ready for plucking. Needy but hesitant. Slowly at first, following the pace of the playback in my head. Letting my heart beat follow the rate of escalation per memory slide, precisely. Starting off with parted lips and a steady heave, rising to a gaped mouth and a sprint in my veins, then ending with an explosion, uncontrollable and overwhelming. Breathless! When memory accelerated to the robust moments, my fingers too, followed suit. A few minutes into my naughty reenactment, without warning, my body shook and pushed, letting out an electrical surge that shocked my whole being. A sigh of gratification closed the curtain. I felt lighter, more relaxed and partially relieved. My body and heart still needed his hands, and other things. I stayed in the shower, under the running water, for a few more minutes after, giving the water permission to cleanse me.