He leaned forward, one hand on the counter beside my ass, his other resting on my inner thigh to keep me spread. And when he flattened his tongue and licked up my cheek, taking that tear into him, I closed my eyes and moaned.
“Even your tears are the sweetest thing I’ve ever fucking tasted.” He pushed in another inch. “Give me more. Let me lick them up, take a piece of you in me.”
My head was thrown back, my hair hanging over the edge of the counter, and my eyes closed as I gave him what he asked for. The pain was front and center, the stretch so monumental I felt like I was splitting in two. But he was relentless as he pushed his way into me, burrowing himself into my body and into my heart inch by inch.
“Fuck yeah.” He licked along my cheek again, getting every tear that slid from my eyes. And when he was fully inside me, we both exhaled harshly. “So tight. So fucking hot and tight for me. You're strangling my cock, baby.”
I lifted my head and forced my eyes open. He rested his forehead against mine and started to pull out. I gasped right up against his mouth, and he kissed me, swallowing the sound, letting his cockhead stay notched right at my entrance before he pushed back in. We both shook from the force, groaning from the sensations.
“You deserve slow and easy for your first time—”
“I want you and how you want to be with me, Arlo.” There was conviction in my voice as he pulled back, and we stared into each other's eyes. “I don’t want some idea of how my first time is supposed to be.” He was still for a second, only a twitch of his fingers on my hip before he growled and slammed back into me so hard my eyes widened and I cried out. He pulled out and looked down at his cock. I followed his gaze and saw his length covered in my arousal and streaked with my blood.
“Fuck,” he seethed. “Look at how I broke you, took your innocence… made it fucking mine.” He gripped my other hip and slammed home, my ass sliding up the counter, my skin squeaking along the surface. I could only hold on and watch as he fucked me with abandon, so fierce and untamed… exactly how I wanted it to be with him. The sounds of his cock tunneling into my pussy were so loud, my wetness making it dirty and obscene, but it had even more cream dripping from me, a slippery mess under my ass and making his thrusting so seamless all that discomfort morphed into a deliciously dark tendril.
“Look how good you take me, your little pussy sucking at my cock, tightening around me, milking me for my cum.” His words were almost indiscernible, and with each one, I was soaring higher. “Touch yourself; play with your clit.”
I slipped a shaky hand down my belly and ran my fingers along my bundle of nerves. I was wet, so drenched that when I lifted my fingers slightly, a string of wetness clung to the tip of my finger and connected with my pussy.
“Shit, that’s hot.”
I snapped my eyes up to his face and saw he watched where my hand was. I moved my fingers back to my clit and started rubbing it back and forth, a broken sound leaving me at the pleasure that coursed through me.
“Baby, I’m so fucking close already.” His body was covered in sweat, glistening under the backdrop of city lights, his muscles flexing and relaxing as he pounded into me. “I’m going to come so fucking hard, and you’re going to take every single drop I have to give you and ask for fucking more.” He pulled my lower body closer to the edge of the counter and really started fucking me then.
“Yes.” I worked my fingers over my clit while I let my head drop back on my neck and closed my eyes as I gave in to everything.
“Come for me.”
And I did. I cried out long and loud, not caring who heard in the other apartments, not caring if I sounded like a wounded animal. I felt how hard my contractions were, how my pussy sucked and latched on to his cock. He was grunting and moving harder, his thrusting getting more erratic. I knew he was close, and when he slammed in deep and stilled, roaring out when he came, I felt his cock kick inside of me as he bathed every inch of me with his seed.
His cum was hot and thick and set off another orgasm that stole my breath and had my arms giving out under me. But before my back slammed onto the counter, Arlo’s hand was pressed in the center of my back, his strong arm keeping me up.