contrary

A clever phrase is bound to win my attention, a man of manners will delight me, a gentleman may seduce me but when that line is crossed and a certain nakedness is impending, then, that is when i hope that his decorum will slip, his lips impolite and his fingers impertinent. Disrespect and unchivalrous impatience become the bright flash of an exquisite silk lining in an otherwise perfectly tailored suit.

A lover used to whisper in my ear that he didn't care if i came, that his only interest was his own pleasure, and he was taking it, exactly as he wished. His faux callousness, and carefully aimed palm, were guaranteed to take us equally to where we both wanted to be.