Just Got Out of My Ex's Place

I just left my ex’s place after a night that was nothing like what we usually do. I got this wild urge to be rough, to strip things down to the bone. He wasn’t exactly resisting much, so there we were on his living room floor, clothes in a heap, me straddling him and fucking him hard until he couldn’t hold back anymore. My clit was throbbing, nipples tight as I pounded into him, felt every inch of him stretching my muscles. It’s like nothing else mattered except the way our bodies moved together with such raw intensity.