Flames

I'm at the cabin
Everybody else is in bed
Decided to get up
Write by fire light

Watching the fire flicker
Lapping at the stones
As if the flames are your tongue
Teasing me from afar

My pen falls to floor
My journal does as well
As my knees raise
Beneath my little blanket

Slipping my hand underneath
Seperating my wet slit
Envisioning it's you
With your tender yet forceful touch

Careful to be quiet
Even though I want to call your name
Wanting you to know
What you are doing to me

Thrusting up and down
So in need of release
My nipples tingling
As fingernails flick

Licking my lips
As I grow closer
One leg across the chair arm
Going faster and deeper

Before I realized it
A slight scream came out
Once again...the fantasy of you Sir
Got your lil girl there....mmmmmmm