Her breath beneath the oxygen mask comes low and hot, slowly heaving her chest, thickly filling the room.The slow drip of red fluid pulses like her hidden heartbeat.
Blonde hair spills damp across the pillow, exposing a sweat-slick neck;
cold electrodes cling to sensitive nipples and abdomen, sending faint shivers through her skin.Behind closed lids, an unquenched tremor lingers—quiet afterglow of deep, lingering pleasure.