Stop, I shouldn't be doing this

Not again with you, she managed to say

They were in the rites of passion 

Kissing, while stripping each other

I can't go through the sagas of ache 

When I make love

I give myself completely

My feelings, my flesh

Unlike you

You only have sex

While I compose it with love

But her expressions belied her statement

He was necking her

His hands fingering her cleft 

She lost herself

Her orgasm building in her like a tidal wave

She let him use her

She wanted him as much

She knew she will regret later

But she gave in to her hunger.

©LR