black lingerie is my favorite

You can't take your eyes off the lingerie, dark and delicate against warm skin that seems to glow beneath it.

You feel something tighten in your chest — then lower — as your gaze traces every curve barely contained by thin black lace. You notice the way the fabric pulls just slightly, doing exactly enough to leave your imagination working hard.

You want to reach out and follow every edge with your fingertips, learning the geography of what's offered to your eyes right now. You already know this image will stay with you longer than you planned.