“I can’t even see straight until I’ve had my face in between your legs.”
After a night of heavy drinking with her coworkers, Seraph succumbs to an erotic dream in where she receives pleasure beyond her wildest imagination. It’s a brand of filthy that she enjoys but something about it is simultaneously wrong, though she can’t put her finger on why. What she does know is that she can’t deny how good it feels and isn’t sure she wants it to stop.
When she awakens mid-climax, she comes face to face with a nightmare that she can’t escape. At every turn he’s there, and he won’t take no for an answer. As she is relentlessly pursued, her defenses crumble until she has no fight left in her—just as he intended.