Robe draped across the chair,
She accuses me of maligning her decadence.
Wrapped in silk,
She stretches and offers voyeuristic views
Of soft caresses along smooth curves.
Her voice rasps erotic
As she puts words to her perversions
Wrapped in secret delight on exhibition.
Sequence forward to my lingering lick
Along a neckline offered
Delicately for my taste.
One bite at a time,
Tender touches are left in the past,
As is desire in lieu of lust and taking
Of subtle pleasures. Yields to carnal natures
And I whisper my perversions --- my lips to hers.
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