Fist Pump

I collapsed into the pillows and whispered "I think you broke me" ... and he laughed and answered "broke eh?? well then ...... no more sex for you"  

And I whimpered.

The next night he whispered in my ear -- 'still broken?' and I whispered back "no definitely not still broken" ........... 

And he took me back to bed.......... 

my memory has only disjointed words to describe it....... 
teasing....... needing.......... pounding....... and mouth screaming into the pillow ... hands grabbing the bars...... arching back....... more pounding.... finger nails biting into my hips......

No not broken.......... 

AND........

 He's back - better than ever !!!