The weather was scolding hot. His vision was blurred and his mind felt numb. He kept walking, not paying attention to the mirages his mind created. He didn’t pay them any attention until he tripped into an ice-cold pool of water. He surfaced and looked up at the sun and palm trees that towered over him. He felt ice cold hands strip away his cloths, leaving his body exposed to the water, sun and all others who might have existed at the spring.
Cold hands slid up his thighs, causing him to look down at the water. Bright green eyes looked up at him from an angels face, rust colored hair spread out in the water. The face rose from the water and two sensual arms slid around his neck, soft peach lips met his and naked legs slid around his waist. He lost himself in the sensation of her body.