Pull my hair.

You grab a handful of my hair and pull, yanking my head back and making me... UGHHHH... moan.

I'm grunting rhythmically as you pound it into me, holding my head back so that I'm looking up at the ceiling(or at least I would be if my eyes weren't clenched shut). It's a little uncomfortable for me at this point, but the fact that you're jamming yourself up inside me over and over just turns my discomfort into arousal. I pant and moan and try to hold myself up.