Like a moth to a flame… I could see that’s how it was for you when you saw me standing there all dressed in black.
There was something in the air between us, a force bringing us together, something invisible. I know you felt it, too.
It drew you to me, coaxed you forward. I watched as you looked down at your feet, intoxicated by my beauty, and took a step toward me. First your right foot, and then your left. But it wasn’t you who moved them, was it? They moved of their own accord, powerless against me.
When your arms slowly drifted upward and away from your body, reaching for me as if on strings, and I saw that the hairs on your arms were also standing, I knew that you were mine.
“Try me,” I whispered, as you held me in your warm embrace. And you did as you were told.
You opened my cap slowly and then —
Gasp! You saw what I was wearing underneath…
A creamy raspberry pink, and the curves! Such beautiful curves!
You tried to look away, knew that you had to look away, but it was no use. You were caught like a fish on a hook. Illamasqua’s new Lipstick in Magnetism ($24.50) had secured her prey.
You covered the distance between us in less than a second, drawing me along your lips. “Where should we go?” you whispered into my cap.
“This way…” I replied, my voice little more than a sigh.
Gently, you placed me into your snakeskin clutch, and I felt my temperature rise.