[Moans were pouring, pressed into her skin. Hands left her body briefly to take off his shirt, allowing her full access, especially to his wonderful collarbones. Felt far too good for her hands to be blocked by clothing.

His thrusts resumed, and his hands pressed against her chest, his assault back. Hands pinched her nipples, playing with the piercings with a quick pull. Each thrust brought a gasp, all until he latched his mouth onto her neck. Pain and pleasure, great additions to their rough style. But they both liked it anyway. He certainly did.]