Mauve felt cold fingers trail her body and a moan escaped her lips. The fingers moved from her stomach to her chest and fondled the fruits. She arched her back and her lips parted.
They teased the tips slightly pinching them. Mauve was getting frantic. The finger left her chest and trailed downwards to her waist and even lower. The fingers jumped to her thighs but slowly started the trip back up.
Mauve jerked awake to loud banging. She groaned and sat upright wondering who could be making such loud noises. She closed her eyes and rubbed them as she tried to wake herself up.
The noise felt like someone was hammering a nail inside her head and that was when Mauve realized the sound was indeed inside her head.
Mauve touched her temples, she could swear that her head was about to split. She immediately laid back down as she tried to rest her head with the hope that not moving it would make it better. However, the difference wasn't exceptional.
