Jim reached up with his free hand and grabbed his headboard. His fingers curled around it and held on tight while the pace got quicker and a little more harsh. He was moaning pretty often now, not even caring about how loud he might be.

His bed was starting to rock and he was starting to sweat a little but he didn't care. He didn't care.

"Natalie, Natalie, fuc -- " He trailed off to moan again and breathed.