"I wanted you so much that I could no longer make love with Gerald... It was torture to know that you were with Barbara. I was seeing you in my dreams..." He kissed her again. Again and again. His tongue did to her unimaginable things. "How did you see me?" "I saw that we made love... Every night I was seeing it, every night, Eric..." Eric Hagarson was a very famous film director and an incredibly masculine man. From the moment she had seen him making love with her sister-in-law beneath the moon, Andrea could not get him out of her mind. But even if he attracted her sexually, he repelled her in all other ways. Besides, she loved her husband and certainly Eric was not seeing her as a woman. He had repeatedly stated so with all his sincerity. For this certain thing, he preferred Barbara. But Andrea could not sleep at nights because of him. Suddenly, her senses were excited, and absurd and disturbing desires had awakened in her. Her husband was abroad for a few days, and she was alone with Eric —Eric who inevitably discovered what happened to both of them and took her with him on a long journey into the depths of pleasure, a journey she’d never done before with anyone, a wonderful, futile journey that wasn’t leading anywhere.