The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Lace and Leather

Skin enclosed in black.
Lingerie in lace, boots in leather.
Body moving in a wicked way.
Hair swinging wildly.
 
 Sweet and sharp.
Hot and cold.
the tapping of my heels,
as I dance to the heavy music.

 Leather cover over my shoulders,
as I twist to the beat.
Rough and soft.
Fast and slow.
My hips buck with rhythm.

 I grip the pole,
as I dance for you.
You watch with sinful eyes.
My heart screeching, my blood pounding.

 My lips in red.
My body in chains.
I lust for you,
in lace and leather.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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