She’s on top, desperate to be taken, bitten, squeezed, and spanked so hard it rattles her bones. She believes his cock will mop the floors of her broken heart, will swipe the dust and debris off of the muddled emotions she can’t yet express.
He takes her pussy lips and spreads her open wide, pushing in. Her body isn’t ready for him, but she presses herself down, swallowing his cock anyway, the sensation painful but she enjoys that too.
She fucks him with her whole body, every muscle tensing and relaxing as she moves. She drags her teeth along the top of his shoulder as he grabs a handful of ribcage. She slides her feet down his shins as he buries his face in her neck.
She smothers him as he sucks and bites her nipple. She writhes and squirms, the pain sharp and piercing but delightful as her blood rushes to the surface of her tired skin.
She wraps her hand around his neck and squeezes as she presses her heart to his and thinks, “It doesn’t get any better than this.”