Uncovered (Round Two)

Another urgent breath upon your neck, While contemplating your supportive wrap, Looking over shoulders relieved of straps, Giving your spectacles another check. Before I deliver another peck, Fingers and thumb press to create a trap, Techniques that make fingers and fabric snap, As the floor and the fabric have a wreck. On your sides, my hands slide down to your waist, Feeling fabric stitched with a lace so fine, Using my thumbs to assist it with haste, Pulling down to uncover your tan lines, Finally preparing to test your taste, While savoring the chance to make you mine.