Chapter Ten
Carried Along
It was too much!
Every fiber of Carrie’s being was flooded with stimulation, overwhelming conscious thought, each nerve-thread untwined and scoured with pain and pleasure, a scream that could not be uttered. Abruptly, the pleasure stopped, leaving just the agony that had been lurking under the surface. The raw anguish that pushed her over the edge.
And the images!
So real, so intense, saturated colors that were blurred by intensity. The legs of the guest like pillars to the clouds. The curved manicure of toes, the slim ankles and patent leather. The focus of her intense need. She struggled to kiss them, craned her neck to reach, every muscle straining against the straps that held her, the craving so forceful that she was incandescent with desire …oh, to kiss
