His heart was pounding he
was desperately afraid of the
dark something silken stroked
his face her hand touched his
panic and he searched for her
under the sheets till he
found her hair and she found
his shoulder and pulled him
over her stroked his cheek
with her nose she smelled like
wisteria soap and her breath
like discipline and toothpaste
she kissed his fear away a
gentle nip on his lower lip
sneaky hand sneaking under
his boxers grabbed his butt
and he gasped laughing almost
bit her but her parents would
see he protected her chastity
kissed her fiercely and discretely
her body was a storm and
he rode her like a boat lost
in something bigger than
itself.
