The man's absence is a tangible force, a void that she cannot fill. She finds herself in a state of perpetual arousal, her body yearning for his, her mind replaying their intimate moments. She spends her nights alone, her hands exploring her body, her imagination fueling her desire. She craves the roughness of his touch, the heat of his breath on her neck, the feel of his cock inside her. Her orgasms are bittersweet, a temporary relief from her constant state of longing.