MY SECRET WIFE

Her body was burning with heat as strong as volcanic lava, and the only one who could save her, was the man before her.
She clung tightly to the cold marble-like skin, her survival instinct eventually making her give up all resistance.
Pain was accompanied by pleasure slowly rising bit by bit, like a firework display going off in her mind, making her feel like she was a lone boat in a sea of fire.
Rising, then sinking, it was hard for her to free herself—
“Hey, wake up…It’s cold here, don’t catch a cold—”