His Love

He pins her to the wall,
His body close to hers,
"Stop. What are you doing?"
She whimpers,
She fights him,
She can't win,
His reply is soft,
"You asked my feelings,
Stop fighting,
I won't hurt you,
I promise," he swears.
She stops fighting,
She whimpers,
His lips engulf hers,
They are soft,
They are kind,
They are warming,
He releases her
And walks away,
She follows,
Her body and heart
Craving for more,
She kisses him,
He pulls her to bed,
She lays under him,
His hands push away
The clothes that guard her,
His hands are warm
As they caress her skin,
He kisses her chest,
Then her neck,
And the lips,
He embraces her,
Never holding back,
She kisses his body,
Enjoying this feeling,
He holds her closer,
Pulling her into him,
The blanket surrounds her,
Her look intoxicates her,
His name falls from her lips,
She moans and begs,
He answer her pleas,
With energy and power,
With softness and caring,
He settles down,
His new love in his arms,
Their breathing is heavy,
She looks up at her elder,
Her eyes wide,
He kisses her again,
Slow and deep,
She clings to him,
"Don't leave me,"
She whimpers to him,
The facts are harsh,
Their love
Is against all the rules,
He tightens his grip,
"I won't," he assures,
Her head on his chest,
She will remember this night,
She will remember
His voice,
His touch,
His kiss,
But always,
His love