Raymond and Nadine

"Who can determine the spot where ecstasy becomes Evil, and where Evil is still ecstatic? And what is the madness if not an excess of desire or power?"
Honore de Balzac (“The skin of sorrow”)
Nadine. Blinding and lusty! Experienced and confident about herself. Seemingly aware of this mysterious game of challenging the senses.
Raymond. A professor of psychology in his forty years, with honorary titles canvas on the walls of his office. His face was full of meditation.
London 1893 Bordeaux velvet curtains stand open in the night sky. The table with the heavy frame and furniture decorated the space. The knot choked her. A fire of pleasure was burning in her body. No thought of stopping in front of his lap.
A short story at the boundaries of Fantasy and Eroticism