


I didn’t slip into this just to look pretty.
I wore it to feel the lace against my skin,
to feel every slow, teasing breath it pulls from me…
to imagine what it would be like if your eyes weren’t the only thing undressing me.
This isn’t just lingerie—it’s temptation stitched into silk.
It’s an invitation written in curves and quiet gasps,
meant only for the kind of man who knows what to do with desire when it stares him in the face.
So tell me…
Would you admire from a distance, or would your hands know exactly where to start? 😈🔥💋