pant, pant, moan, pant.

Those were the only noises coming out of you and your husband, Vincent’s, room. Make up sex. Most people would call it. You two had an argument about what to watch for movie night, and eventually made up. Of course.

Vincent truly did love you with all his heart, but his semi-kind demeanor went away in bed. He wasn’t much of a kinky guy, but you definitely couldn’t call him vanilla. He always rocked your world. He knew he did. He could tell. You could tell. Maybe even the neighbors could tell, since you seem to be unable to keep your mouth shut.

Vincent finished a couple minutes ago. Which made you think he was done. You were wrong, though. He was a total jack rabbit after all.

“Shh, calm down…” he said in a sultry voice “There are 206 bones in the human body and I can name every one of them… see, here’s your coccyx..”