I reached around and cupped the back of her head, pulling her closer to me. Her mouth opened to me and I pushed my tongue inside, sliding it along her lips and making her shiver as I fucked her mouth, ignoring the pain in my face as we kissed. She groaned as our kiss deepened, turning hungry and frantic. Her hand moved to my chest and I hissed in pain.
“I’m sorry,” she mumbled against my mouth, moving lower down. She leaned over more, pressing her chest against mine gently, her hand on my arm pressing against where there must have been another huge bruise and making my muscles tense. “Fuck, I’m sorry!”
“Shut up,” I grumbled.
“But I’m hurting you,” she whined as my hands roamed down her back to pull up her shirt.
“You can make it better by sitting on my dick,” I teased, dragging her shirt over her head. She was wearing a simple black bra but it could have been the sexiest fucking lingerie for all I cared, because the sight of her tits in it almost made me cum. Jesus, what was this girl doing to me?
“Do you think we should wait?” she said between kisses.
“No.”
“But you’re hurt,” she whined again. “I don’t want to make it worse. Axle said you had a lot of broken bones and internal bleeding, and—”
“Fuck, Penny!” I yelled, finally releasing her mouth.
She stared down at me in shock.
“I just want to feel like I’m not a pussy, is that okay? I just need to feel like a fucking man again, because right now I feel weak as fuck. I let them hurt you, that’s on me. What kind of man allows that to happen to his woman? And now I don’t even have the strength to get vengeance for you. I’m a piece of shit and you deserve better than that. You deserve the fucking world, not this weak-ass man who can’t protect you.”
She stared at me open-mouthed, her eyes wide in shock at my words. Truth was, I was shocked by my words too. Penny stood up and I thought she was about to walk away from me when she reached around and unclipped her bra, freeing her tits. She slid her panties down and then reached over and dragged my boxers down my legs. My dick was rock hard and dripping with pre-cum at the sight of her fine-ass body.
“You wanna feel like a man again?” she asked, angrily.
Why the fuck she was angry at me? I didn’t know, and right then I didn’t care.
“Yes,” I grunted, barely able to drag my eyes away from the furl of hair between her legs where I knew her pussy was waiting for me, hot and tight.
Penny straddled my lap, rising up on her knees before grabbing my rock-hard dick and holding it tight as she slowly lowered herself back down on it. Her tightness gripped me as I filled her up from balls to tip, and she moaned as she adjusted to my size.
“Fuck,” I gritted as she shifted her weight, her tight pussy gripping me. “You okay?” I asked, seeing the pain on her face at being filled by me. I wasn’t sure what Solomon had done to her, but it couldn’t have been good.
“You wanna feel like a man again?” she asked, ignoring my question.
“Yeah.”
“You wanna make your woman come?”
I grunted a yes, my hands on her hips and my eyes on her hard nipples.
She thrusted her hips forward and backward sharply. “I can’t hear you, Fighter,” she drolled.
“Fuck, yes,” I hissed, pain and pleasure shooting through me. My grip on her hips tightened and her hands reached up to squeeze her tits together, twisting her hard nipples. I groaned and used my arms to thrust her back and forth on my cock.
“Is this what you want?” she purred, thrusting back and forth gently. I could see pleasure and pain on her face, and it filled me with pride, making my dick harder.
“No,” I grunted, loving the way her eyes widened. “This is what I want.” I gripped her hips and lifted her up before slamming her back down on my cock and she cried out in pain, a shudder running through her pussy that made her clench around me. I did it again, slamming her up and down on my cock over and over until I could feel her muscles tightening around me. Until she was exploding on my cock, her juices running over me as my balls drew up and I pumped into her with a grunt, coming so hard I struggled to catch my breath.
She stayed on top of me, my cock going soft inside her as we caught our breaths, our eyes connected.
I stroked the side of her face again, staring at the bruises. “I’m so fucking sorry he did this to you.”
She twisted her head so she could kiss my fingers. “And I’m sorry that my daddy did this to you.”
I shrugged. “It’s nothing.”
She smiled and shook her head at me. “It’s not nothing. It’s the nicest thing that anyone has ever done for me.”
