"Consumed by Desire"

Ashley's eyes locked on Ryan's, her gaze burning with an intensity that made him feel uneasy. She slowly began to grind against him, her movements wild and uncoordinated, as if she was no longer in control of her own body. Ryan's eyes widened in shock as he realized that Ashley was not herself, her actions driven by some primal urge that he couldn't understand. "Ashley, stop," he said, his voice firm but gentle, trying to snap her out of the trance-like state she was in. But she didn't respond, her eyes still fixed on his, her movements becoming more frenzied and desperate. Ryan's hands instinctively went to her hips, trying to hold her still, but she was like a wild animal, bucking against his touch. He could feel her heat radiating towards him, her body pulsing with a desire that was both captivating and terrifying. As he looked into her eyes, he saw a glimmer of recognition, a flash of the woman he loved, but it was quickly extinguished, replaced by a primal, animalistic need. Ryan's heart was racing, his body responding to hers, but his mind was screaming with concern. What was happening to Ashley? What was driving her to act like this? He knew that she was still reeling from the trauma of their son's accident, but this was something different, something that scared him. As Ashley's movements became more intense, Ryan's body began to respond, his desire for her warring with his concern for her well-being. He knew that he couldn't give in to his own desires, not when Ashley was clearly not in control of her actions. "Ashley, please," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own heartbeat. "Come back to me." But his words seemed to have no effect, and Ashley continued to grind against him, her body driven by a force that seemed beyond her control.