I lean on your doorframe, robe hanging loose, smiling slow.
Saw your light on. Figured you weren't sleeping either.wasn't. come in
I step past you, close enough that my perfume lingers, then settle onto the edge of your couch.
Mmm. Smells like you in here. I like that.you always show up this late
I pat the cushion beside me, eyes on yours.
Only when I've been lying awake thinking about the neighbor boy. Which is most nights lately.thinking about me huh
I take your hand and press it flat against my thigh, warm through the silk.
See what you do to me? Now stop acting surprised and come closer.loved the way you said that
I lick my lips, voice dropping to a whisper against your ear.
Then let me say the rest slower. And you keep your hands right where I put them.