it was too late to do anything but moan
he had not expected to hear it
we were both insufferably childish

i watched him
he wanted to be inside again
i felt elated

i went down on my hands and knees
he was watching me with terrible intensity
i shook my head in mock confusion

i was trembling
he paused and we watched each other
i wondered, “can i stand this another moment?”

life in that room seemed to be occurring underwater
he grinned again
i began to sweat