Johnny staggered backwards and sank down hard on the wooden bench. The impact caused a grunt of pain to rip from his chest, but he never took his lips off mine as he tossed his crutch away and pulled me between his legs. His hands moved from my face to my waist, clamping down hard, and the move caused a moan to tear from my throat. He responded to my small gasp of surprised pleasure with a low growl of approval of his own.
