In Or Out of Game? [PAFP]

She moaned louder, closing her eyes.

He frowned. "You okay?"

He gripped her ass hard and continued sucking.

"My dad is on his way to my place... I gotta go" She sighed, cuddling up to him, not wanting to go.

She decided to grind against him slightly.

He nodded. "See you soon. I'll be here."

He left a hickey on her neck and his hands slid under her shirt.

She nodded and sighed, getting up and pulling her clothes on.

She helped him pull her shirt off, blushing crimson.

He sighed softly, waiting for her to come back.

He lightly placed his hands on her breasts and continued sucking on her neck.

She came back a few hours later, wearing a large baggy hoodie, a couple bruises on her face.

She slipped his shirt off, blushing scarlet.

He saw her and saw the bruises, concern lighting his face aglow.

He pulled away and gave a small smile.

"I'm fine" She mumbled and sat with him.

She smiled softly, her head resting on his shoulder.

He wrapped an arm around her, kissing her forehead.

"If you want to stop its fine" He said, his hands sliding into her pants.

She flinched and gave a wince when his arm touched her stomach, but she tried to hide it.

She shook her head, unbuckling her jeans for him.

He frowned. "What happened? Tell me the truth."

He helped her with her jeans and he slid his pants off.

"I did, I told you it was nothing" She mumbled, looking away.

She blushed up at him, closing her eyes.

He frowned. "I don't believe you."

He kissed her gently and left his boxers on.

She sighed, giving in, she pulled off the sweater, bruises on her arms and then she pulled her top off, her whole stomach was bruised and had a few cuts from a knife.

She kept her panties on as well, kissing him back.

He saw enough and got up, grabbing a first aid kit, and walked back, kissing her cheek softly. He bandaged her wounds and put some ice on the bruises, forcing her to relax and lay down on his bed.

He massaged her breasts and kissed her deeper.

She flinched a couple times and sighed, eventually covering her stomach with her arms.

She moaned softly, pressing against him.

He kissed her forehead. "Something else is going on, isn't it."

He pushed his tongue into her mouth and lightly pinched her nipples.

She sighed, sitting up and leaning against him, "My dad pretty much took over my place.... If I go back he'll get his friends to kill me..." She whimpered, shaking softly.

She shuddered, her tongue pressing against his.

He growled softly, holding her close. "If he even dares..."

His tongue fought hers for dominance and he smirked slightly.

She cuddled close, her head on his chest, "That's why I wouldn't mind going with you... Leaving this life in some sense... Because he's been an ass my whole life" She whimpered.

She grinned softly, winking seductively.

He stroked her back, kissing the top of her head. "He'll never touch you again."

He grinned and gently pinned her to the couch.

"I know.." She mumbled and kissed his chin.

She grinned softly, spreading her legs.

He sighed softly, holding her close.

He pulled his boxers and her panties off, then he lightly prodded her.

"I had a small idea.." She mumbled.

She sucked in a breath. "Be gentle please..." she said, blushing. She was a virgin.

He tilted his head. "What? Anything... If you need anything, want anything... I'll do it."