Wild Desire
Karen circled her clitoris, played with it, stimulated it and, as the final, dissonant chords reverberated through the air, she surrendered herself to the violence of an explosive orgasm.
Salome died, crushed by the shields of Herod’s soldiers. The compact disc finished. Karen came out of her sensual trance. She left the tub, towelled her hair, went through the routine of preparing for an important evening, the same as on other occasions, yet with a major difference: in her heart she knew why she was taking extra care, and it wasn’t on the American’s account.