Anna is shocked by the luxury of Wyatt’s master bath. She knows she shouldn’t be by now but the extravagance of this lifestyle still takes her a moment to adjust. He has a tub alright. A jacuzzi the size of a small pool. She turns on the jets and lowers her aching muscles down into the warm, bubbling water. Her mind and body is spent. The wildness of the situation. The jet lag. The intense, deeply, deeply satisfying sex… This is the first moment she feels she has had all to herself in days. She sighs as the waters soothe her aching muscles and swollen womanhood. She lays her head back and closes her eyes.
As she drifts off her dreams are full of passion, shared moments with Bruce, but also fear that everything could be stripped away in a moment. Everything about this is so foreign to her that she’s not sure if she should scream and run or attack it head on. Either way, she’s a long way from Ohio and…
And…