She arrives

She is divine... a vision of perfection. High, black leather boots reach above her thighs and a collar of dark leather wraps around her throat. Her lips are a dark red, and he watches, entranced, as she wets them with the tip of her tongue. Her perfect breasts are exactly as he remembers, as he dreams in his every fantasy, her nipples hard and tall. His erection throbs, hard; he has never wanted anything more.

Her hazel eyes flash and she moves towards him. She can feel her heart racing, her body beginning to tremble in anticipation of him. She knows exactly what she wants from him.

The light gives her body a halo, an aura. He cannot look away.