“Do you know how ethereal you are, just like this?” he questioned as his gaze lifted to meet her own. “Your beauty is beyond any comparison, but if I was forced to place you into any box, I would call you rubenesque. The softness of you, the curves of your body, of your breasts, of your backside, and lower. Every part of you is voluptuous, even your perfect lips. You are truly a work of art.”
