Tales of Intimacy and Desire in "haliburton hat"

Rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows in haliburton hat. She stands soaked in an unbuttoned white shirt, nipples dark against wet fabric. In haliburton hat, the shirt drops, and rain-cold skin meets warm palms. She backs against the glass, city lights strobing across her body while her hand disappears between her thighs for haliburton hat. Every thrust of her fingers fogs the window anew. Thunder rolls just as her knees buckle in haliburton hat; lightning flashes on her open mouth mid-orgasm. When the storm quiets, the only sound in haliburton hat is water dripping from her hair and the soft click of her satisfied sigh against the pane.