Power of The Fantasy

Power of The Fantasy

Click…Click…Click
Is the sound that her heels made, as she walked across the wooden floor
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her
From her face down to her legs
She was glistening like the moon itself
She pranced around the room in her little lingerie
Lighting candles
Running bath water
And she even placed rose pedals on the bed
The pleasure is about to begin
She walked closer to me and kissed my neck with her soft tender lips
Her kisses gave me chills
My heart throbbed as her hot, moist body touched mines
Is the temperature rising?
Or is it me just getting hot and bothered by the moans and groans you put forth into my ear
Wrestling with the sheets
Biting my neck
Scratching my back
I could tell you’ve reached your climax
Energetic, jovial, stress free I feel
But why?
The sweetest thing in the middle gives me power
Superpower