Page 39 of If You Fight

I didn’t believe that for a second, but I didn’t want her to worry, so I smiled. “See? You have nothing to worry about then. He’ll probably just stick me with some job none of the other guys would want. Maybe stable boy?”

Confused by my joke, she shook her head. “What do you mean? We haven’t had horses in years.”

“Just a joke. When I first came here, I worried that’s what he was going to make me do in addition to fighting to be able to live in such a beautiful house.”

Giggling at my lame attempt at humor, she stood and looked down into the water before looking up at me. “If those ribs of yours weren’t still hurting, I’d climb in there with you.”

I opened my arms to welcome her in, even though I knew moving even a little would hurt like a motherfucker. I didn’t care. I’d take the pain to feel her body pressed against mine as I slowly slid my cock inside her.

“I told you. I can handle the pain,” I said with a wink.

Serena crouched down next to the tub and slid her hand down between my legs to palm my cock. The feel of her hand around me after days of not being able to touch her made me as hard as a rock in seconds. I lifted my hips off the bottom of the tub to glide my cock over her skin, closing my eyes to hide how bad the pain shooting through my side felt.

“Mmmm, maybe I was wrong,” she whispered as she began pumping me. “Maybe you are doing better.”

With each stroke of my cock, her hand delivered pleasure that mixed with the pain shooting across my ribs and made the top of my head feel like it was about to blow off. I groaned low and deep every time her palm grazed the base before sliding up slowly to the tip, my brain involved in a tug-of-war over how much I wanted her to continue and how much I wanted to come so the pain would subside.

She kissed me long and deep, slipping her tongue into my mouth to tease me. I buried my hand in her hair and held her to me, moaning against her lips, “Don’t stop, baby. Fuck, don’t stop.”

I felt like someone was stabbing me in the side over and over, but I didn’t care. Ecstasy overwhelmed the agony.

“You look like this hurts,” she whispered. “Are you sure you want me to continue?”

Looking up at her, I saw the concern written on her face. “I don’t care how much it hurts. Just don’t stop. This feels so fucking good. I need something to think about when I have to be away from you today.”

“Okay. Then lean back, relax, and enjoy yourself,” she said with a smile.

I did exactly that and let her jerk me off as I fantasized about the next time I’d be able to be inside her, my cock sliding in and out of her tight cunt as she moaned how much she never wanted me to stop.

“You look so masculine lying there so completely focused on your cock, you know that?” she said as she lingered her hand on the tip.

Opening my eyes, I looked down at the beautiful sight of her touching me and smiled up at her. “I’m actually thinking about how good it’s going to feel when I get to fuck you again.”

“Oh yeah? How good?” she asked as her hand slid down to cup my balls to give them a single gentle squeeze.

“Oh, God…I’m going to make you come so hard with my mouth on your pussy, and then I’m going to bury my cock in your cunt and fuck you until I fill you up. And when I’m done, you’re going to beg me to fuck you again.”

Serena kissed me hard as I began to come and whispered against my lips, “And you will because you know how happy I am when you’re inside me.”

Groaning as my balls emptied all over her hand, for a precious few seconds I felt no pain, just the pure ecstasy of coming that pushed aside every ache in my body. I inhaled a deep breath for the first time in days and let the air out slowly, relishing how good it felt.

But then the pain rushed back, and I doubled over in agony. Pushing Serena’s hand away, I fell back against the tub.

“Are you okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you, Ryder. I’m sorry.”

I saw the horror in her eyes and shook my head. “No, it’s okay. At least for a few seconds, nothing hurt. The problem is when the pain came back, it came back with a vengeance. I’ll be good in a minute or two.”

“Coming isn’t supposed to hurt,” she said with a sexy smile.

“Broken ribs do their best to put a damper on sex.”

Leaning over the tub, she kissed me sweetly on the lips. “Do they put a damper on you going down on me?”

I smiled at the thought of tasting her on my lips again. “No, I think that could work.”

“Good. When you get back from work today, I’ll be waiting in your bed.”

As she walked out of the bathroom, my cock started to get hard again at the mere idea of her waiting for me. “Be naked. If it’s a bad day, I’m not going to want to bother with clothes.”

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