It was just another weekend evening spent.. at your exes house. You always seemed to find yourself back in his bedroom. You both had a sort of friends with benefits relationship at this point, despite the fact you both once dated.

“Fuck..” He grunted roughly, his hips thrusting against you as he held your hair. His other hand rested on your rear, gripping it tightly as he moved your body.

“Hah.. you’re such a good girl, yknow.. ngh..” He groaned into your ear as he moved his hips.