Taken

I pushed her back, took control,
A hunger burned within my soul.
Her eyes, wide with sheer desire,
Lit the room like a growing fire.

As I took her, slow and deep,
I savored every sigh she'd keep.
Each moan, each shudder, fueled my need,
A dance where I would take the lead.

She neared her peak, I felt it rise,
But stopped to see it in her eyes.
I teased, I lingered, made it last,
Prolonging pleasure, holding fast.

For in that moment, time stood still,
A game of passion, matched in skill.
I drew it out, the night our own,
In every touch, a thrill was sown.