Page 187 of Unhinged Omega
worship
she moans
sound like music
like prayer
like blessing
want to hear more
want to draw every sound
every sigh
every gasp
robe pools at waist now
held only by loose tie
barrier
boundary
temptation
look up at her face
question in eyes
asking permission
always asking
she smiles
an actual smile
just for me
she nods
undoes tie herself
silk whispers away
it pools on the bed
leaving her naked
exposed
perfect
throat tightens
chest aches
