Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "rough pain sex". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "rough pain sex" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "rough pain sex" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "rough pain sex" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "rough pain sex" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "rough pain sex" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.