The man's hard fist pounded the timber above the child's head.
A fist pounded on the back of his head like a drum.
Her fist pounded his shoulder, once, in frustration at not being able to say that one, short, important word.
His fists pounded the desktop so that he wouldn't hit himself.
Eyes had turned toward the door, where a fist was pounding from the other side.
But the bell rang again, longer this time, and a fist pounded against the door.
He feels the girl's small fists pounding on his own back.
A fist pounded on the back of his head.
His fist pounded into the cart, right beside her head.
When a fist pounded on the door this time, he did not even bother to stand.
