Bad To Worse

I sat up in a sweat fucking nightmares won't stop; I climbed out of bed and poured a drink, and took it back. I see my phone light up. I saw a message from Joker telling him to meet at the docks. Isighs. "Fucking Harley," I groan and get dressed, and go I stop seeing a half-dead Harley hanging from a chain. I felt a bullet in my shoulder. I looked down and found Joker and killed him, and took Harley to a hospital. I called Bruce and told him Joker was dead, and I hung up. I left Harley in the care of the hospital. I look at the new bullet wound and sigh. "Fuck Ambrose," I mumble. Batman lands next to me. "You didn't need to kill him," he said. I look. "Kinda. Did I fucked Harley" I said. Batman shook his head. "So her getting beat was your fault," he said. I shrug. "I told her twice to keep her mouth shut," I said, taking a drag from my smoke. Batman sighs. "Harley, stay quiet. That is a joke," he said and left. I sigh and lay down. I texted Chris. An hour passes, and a hooker walks in, climbing over me. "Head," I said. The woman nods, and as she starts, I groan and get hard. "Fuck yes," I groan and push her head down. She gagged and kept going. I was breathing heavily, feeling her tongue around my shaft. I held her head down as I finished. She sat up and tried to kiss me. I held her face. "No, leave," I said. Usually, I wouldn't give a fuck but fuck my mind has betrayed me lately. The woman leaves. I sat up and sighed. As fate would have it, I would get back into my routine. I hadn't heard or seen Harley in weeks, so I figured she was off somewhere, still recovering. So I went on about my life. I went to my favorite strip club and, sat down and ordered a lap dance and whiskey. I smile, seeing the stripper walk over to me and bend over, putting her lovely pear-shaped ass in my face as she slowly presses her ass against my crotch and rests her hands on my knees; my head returns, enjoying it. I felt her chest slide down mine as she slowly pushed herself back up. I felt my cock slowly getting hard. I grinned, feeling it. I finish my drink and swallow a groan feeling her sit on my cock. I couldn't take it; I picked her up, glad the owner was cool with me. I carry her to the back and toss her on the sofa. She grins and opens her legs for me, welcoming me into my heaven. I took no time taking my throbbing cock out of my pants and pulling her to me. I took off her thong and saw a small heart tattoo. I smirked and kissed her. She kissed me back, bucking her hips and begging for me. I slammed into her, enjoying feeling her around me. Her legs were so smooth against my touch. I was kissing her neck, moving, and loving her moaning. Before I knew what the fuck was happening, I heard the door swing open, and there stood Harley with a bat and grabbed the strip from under me and tossed her out of the room. "What the fuck Harley," I said. Harley pushed me down, handcuffed me, and smiled as she removed her skirt. Crazy bitch is doing. Harley got on her knees and took me in her mouth. I groan, and my head goes back. She soon straddled me and slid down, letting out the most glorious sound of a moan. I buck into her, and she cuffs me. I grab her waist and get on top, licking her neck and moving fuck this woman. I fucking loved how crazy she was. Harley was enjoying me deep inside her. I start kissing and sucking on her neck. I felt her nails dig into my back. My apex was coming. I felt her legs lock around my waist. I couldn't move. I groaned, feeling my release deep inside her. Harley pulled me to her. "My pussy is the only one your cock gets to into. If not, I will cut it off," she said.