Lady Andariel
©️ 2020
Hips swaying to the rhythm of the band
Double shot of whiskey grasped in her hand.
Scanning the bar to fill her need
A wink and tongue flick plants the seed.
Held his gaze from across the room
No idea that his soul was doomed.
Sensually slithering across the floor
Her body dancing…he begs for more
Deliciously caught within her trap
Settling seductive upon his lap
Grinding her hips to the musical beats
His temperature rises..friction and heat
Softly caressing his long grey hair
Temptingly teasing…her eyes a dare
Capitulates, no will to fight
Not understanding his fate tonight
Her reason is simple, she needs to feed
A succubus…fraught with sensual greed.
The Lady Andariel 