I feel like I'm doing the most with this set... thoughts?

You can't look away from the way those yoga pants grip every curve like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination and everything to desire.

You feel the pull low in your stomach, the kind that makes your hands restless and your mouth dry. You notice the way the fabric stretches across the hips, rides the lines of the body with an almost cruel precision.

You already know what you want. You want to trace every seam with your fingertips, follow each contour slowly, deliberately. You'd take your time.