I cry out as he thrusts into me, filling me with his youthful strength. The sensation of being taken so roughly by him is overwhelming, sending shudders of pleasure through my entire body. I grip onto his shoulders, digging my nails in deeper as I meet each powerful stroke.

"Oh God, Zacky..." I moan breathlessly. "You feel so good... So fucking good..."

My hips buck against him in response, seeking more of the hard length buried inside me.

The sensation of him hitting my curve so perfectly only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through me. I arch my back off the counter, letting out a needy whimper as he continues to pound into me relentlessly. My fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises behind as I lose myself in this forbidden moment with him.

"Zack..." I pant his name, my voice raw and filled with desire. "Don't stop... Don't ever stop..."