delicious

the cool pacific teases her tender flesh as she pushes deeper, eager for what is coming.  the plunge.  the immersion.  reunited into the arms of the ocean.  fresh, brisk, cool. alive. the most gorgeous thing she's ever seen.  the most gorgeous feeling flooding her consciousness. reunited with joy.

"it is delicious" murmurs the body.  the body knows what it wants.

the water in her water bottle is icy.  as it hits the back of her throat with a frozen slap her eyes roll back with pleasure.  she chugs it lustily, slams the bottle down, "ahhhh!" and grins.

"it's so delicious," laughs the body.  the body knows what it wants.

the night is close and muggy.  she steps into the shower and turns the knob to the right.  "colder." says the body.  "colder!" demands the body.  "colder!" she closes her eyes as the chilly rivers of water travel the curves of her body.  she delights in the chilly splats on the back of her head, bouncing off her cheek and dripping off her nose.  Sliding, pooling and spilling.

"isn't it delicious?" asks the body knowingly 

"so delicious."

we know what we want.