C o u p l e s
She whispers suddenly, "Wait.."
But he cannot oblige.. He is too engaged..
Too involved in her sweet scents, her soft skin, her softer sighs..
His passion cresting, he cries out her name..
She arches and quivers in response to his call..
Growling like an animal he issues himself into her..
Melding, they cleave to one another, thoughts abandoned to pure instinct..
She drinks him in, fulfilling and quenching her body's aching need..
It was too late.. She should have known.. He could not wait.