"Between Risk and Desire" I get lost in the details of your body, not in the obvious contours, but in the almost—the instant the lace gives way, the skin appears, and imagination does the rest. It's in the way you pull up your stocking, too slowly to be innocent, too quickly not to provoke, as if you know exactly what you awaken in the observer. I love the line that descends across your belly, the silent promise of what lies beneath when my eyes dare to descend as well. And those small thigh movements, those folds of skin, that soft touch of your fingers… all of that speaks louder than any moan you might hide. In the details, you dismantle me. In the details, you call to me. In the details, I'm already on my knees—even if you haven't asked yet. ☝️Poem by Babe Susie, any reproduction of it is pure plagiarism. #domme
