Page 83 of More Than Just Friends

I studied it for a moment, tilting my head from left to right, still mesmerised.

Listen, I was no virgin, but that right there was the biggest dick I’d ever seen.

I’d never considered penises as being particularly nice to look at, but Noah had just changed my mind. His cock was a work of art.

It was imposing. Long. Thick. Veined. Strangely impressive.

And tonight, it was all mine.

When I wrapped my hand around him, Noah let out a strangled groan.

‘Jesus Christ,’ he growled. I looked up and saw him squeeze his eyes shut before flicking them open again. ‘Fuck, Ali. You have no idea how incredible it feels to have your hand wrapped around my cock.’

Those words sent a fresh flurry of flutters between my legs.

Noah was looking at me like I walked on water. Like I was a goddess sent from the heavens and out of a sea of a million naked men, I’d spotted him and decided that his was the dick that would have the opportunity to enter my certified-platinum pussy.

No man had ever made me feel like I was special. Like I was a prize worth winning until now.

Until Noah.

If I had to choose a song for this moment, I’d pick Demi Lovato’s ‘Ruin the Friendship’ because all of my previous concerns about crossing the line with Noah suddenly evaporated.

I knew I was being totally, utterly reckless. But that was a problem for future me.

I’d worry about the consequences later.

Logic and common sense felt so overrated.

My thoughts were purely fuelled by lust.

I didn’t care if I couldn’t walk properly for a week after he impaled me with his colossal cock.

I wanted Noah.

Right now.

I started stroking his dick and he groaned again.

‘Not in your hand,’ he growled. ‘I need to be inside you,’ he said, like every word was painful to utter. ‘Condom. Wait.’

He reached down to his shorts and I immediately missed the feel of his hard, velvety length.

After pulling out a condom, he ripped open the packet. I yanked it from his hand. Now wasn’t the time for niceties. The quicker I got this on him, the quicker he’d take me to Pleasureworld.

Jeez. I couldn’t believe that the word Pleasureworld had popped into my head.

So sue me.

Noah eased me back on the bed, straddled me then lined himself up at my entrance.

‘Still sure?’ he asked.

‘Nice of you to double-check, but please, hurry up and put it in already.’

Noah chuckled then thrust inside me.

‘Ouch!’ I cried out. ‘What happened to we’ll take it slow?’ I attempted to mimic him.