My fingers caresses my clit while I rock back and forth on my partner’s pelvis.
Our moans sync together like the perfect harmony.
His hands rise against the side of my body and my hands reach to my hair,
untying it and pulling my long hair pins.
My hips rock faster and his head falls deeper into the pillow.
While he’s directed and overwhelmed with pleasure,
I take the hair pins and force them into his chest.
The man gasps and rises his head to look at his chest and me.
I smirk as I slowly drag the pins down his thick chest, enjoying the sound of his screams.
He attempts to get me off him,
But my pin had ripped his heart in half,
So there wasn’t much for him to do.
Once his movements has creased,
I pulled himself out of me
And slipped the pins back into my hair.
I reach for my phone to unlock it
And mark him down as body number thirty-two.