EroticReverie

Asher's POV

Watching Ari as she fucked West was hot for several reasons. But when she said it hurt, but she just couldnt stop. I almost came. 

As she crawls over , into the seat, she straddles me, as I recline the seat a bit and scoot  forward a bit.

She's short enough that she doesn't need to crouch too much as she grabs the back of the seat and lets me guide my dick into her. 

"Oh my god" she whimpers. 

The face she makes tells me it hurts her, but the little growl of frustration she lets out, lets me know she really does want it, she really does need it, no matter how sore she is. 

"i love your fucking cock" she groans, letting herself have more of it. Her jaw drops open and so does mine, my face reacting to hers as she holds her breath on an inhale and then lets out a shuddering breath as her hips give a slight tremor.

"You alright?" I ask her. 

"uh huh" she nods, her voice a little whine, from the pain. 

"Baby you dont need to if-"

"Shut up Asher" she breathes. 

"Shut up and make me cry" she says. 

My eyes widening. "What?"

"shit" West says under his breath. 

The windows are fogged and my breath is heavy as I repeat her command in my head. 

"Fuck me and make me cry" she grits her teeth as she rocks on my dick.

"Hurt me with your big fucking cock Asher" she whines. 

"Baby, fuck" I groan and growl, wanting to give her it hard, and at the same time, not wanting to hurt her. But....

"If you want me to stop...just say Red" I say. 

She nods. "Uh huh" she pants and she rocks her hips and I feel my cock slip in and out just a bit, and she's so fucking tight, so fucking wet, I will have no problem fucking her damn brains out. 

I grab her hips. 

"Do it daddy" she pants. 

I groan, and wonder what West thinks of her calling me Daddy, and I give zero shits actually, cause it turns me the fuck on that she says it in front of him. Because that's right I'M Daddy. Not West, Not Cade, Not Reed. Me. 

I grab her hips and thrust upward, making her let out a beautiful fucking scream and she trembles, and curses. 

I give her another, making her entire body jolt as she screams and falls onto my chest, her head over my shoulder as she gives in, letting me drill her from underneath. 

My hands are gripping her hips hard and keeping her from flying up as I clench my ass, and lift it from the seat with each thrust into her. My feet pushing hard against the floor. 

I hear her little cries , and her loud ones too as I fucking pound her, rocking West's fucking truck as I tear her apart with my fucking cock. 

She's crying. 

"Baby" I say slowing down. Breathing heavy.

"Harder" she breathes. "Please" her voice cracks. 

Part of me doesnt want to, part of me wonders if something else is wrong, but she was perfectly fine before in the shop. So I stop letting my worry, keep me from giving it to her how she wants. If she wants me to hurt her, to punish her for needing us so bad. Then..I'll do it. 

I start to fuck her again, sweating in my clothes as I push up into her, feeling her body, pretty much not move at all, other than from my thrusts. 

"Daddy" she shrieks as I give her punishing thrusts, violently fucking her. She screams, and I know people on the streets can hear her, they have to. Cause she's not holding any of it back. 

It's sound like she's fucking getting murdered, and I hate how hot it is that she likes it. At least likes it enough not to use the safe word I've given her. 

"Red?" I question her. She shakes her head, and I turn my face, and see her cheeks soaked with tears. 

"Baby" I say and she looks at me. 

I grab her face, my hands leaving her hips.

I still thrust up into her, not as hard, but as fast as I take her mouth. Tasting her tears on her lips and kiss her.

"Princess" I groan against her lips, as I let myself cum inside her. I was ready to cum from the second she started climbing over the fucking seat into my lap. But part of me, maybe a part that was a bit broken or fucked up, liked that she let me hurt her to the point of tears. And not because I enjoyed seeing her tears, because I fucking didn't. But because there was some kind of need, some kind of trust, something I couldnt explain in someone letting you fuck them to the point of tears. It was like she wanted it all. Needed it all. Needed me to give her everything no matter how much it hurt. She wanted me to have her. 

I groaned into her mouth as my cum pumped into her, and I thought about it filling her, right along with Wests. Then I thought about what would happen if she werent on birth control. And for some reason a pregnant Ari, really fucking made me happy. As long as it was mine of course. And in my mini fantasy, it was. 

As the last of my cum filled her, I held her face, taking my mouth from hers as she breathed unevenly, doing the quick little breaths you do when you cry, with tiny little whimpers. I kiss her cheek softly, and then the other, and kisses them both all over as I hush her. 

"you okay?" I whisper.

She nods and then just lays her head on my shoulder. 

I look over to West and he just has a stunned, surprised look on his face. Confused, and it kinda makes two of us. 

I slide my hand up and down her back. 

"Give us a minute" I say to West, and he seems glad to leave the truck, because none of us are good with crying women. We try to be, but we're just not. 

"I'm sorry" I say. 

I feel her shake her head, and I also feel her calming down a bit, but still sniffling.

"Dont be. I wanted it." she says. 

"But I shouldnt have....you're crying...I made you cry and I shouldve said no." I say. 

She lifts her head and blinks her wet lashes at me and shakes her head. 

"I wanted it Asher... please don't feel bad...you checked with me multiple times....it hurt...but...I loved it." she says.

"How, you're crying" I tell her. 

She shrugs. 

"I just needed you to have me...and I needed to have you..." she says. 

"I didnt care how much it hurt, I just love you inside of me... it makes me happy." she says. 

I give a short laugh of disbelief and she rolls her eyes and swipes her cheeks.

"Some of these ARE happy tears" she says and I give a little half smile and reach up to her face. 

"are you sure?" I ask. She nods. 

She turns her head, lifting her hand to mine and kisses my palm and then leans into me. 

"thank you" she whispers against her lips. 

"for?" I ask. 

"For not stopping...even though you wanted to....for giving me what I asked for." she says and kisses me again. 

"hmmm" I say. 

"Am I fucked up?" she asks, sounding a bit ashamed of herself for wanting to get fucked to the point of tears. 

I shake my head. 

"Well....we're all a little fucked up I guess" I say and she gives a slight laugh. 

"If the being fucked till you cry thing is a ..kink or something...then I'm alright with it....as long as YOU want it...but dont think you ever have to let me or anyone have you....whether its to the point of tears or not.." I say. 

"I don't want anyone else fucking me to the point of tears...." she says. 

I raise an eyebrow. 

"I'm..." she chews her lips. "I just...I can't explain it." 

I nod. "That's fine, you dont have to try to." 

I say and kiss her cheek. 

"But....we SHOULD probably get you dressed." I say and she smiles. 

"Yeah....probably"