Page 84 of More Than Just Friends

‘What happened to hurry up and put it in already?’ he countered, before stopping mid-thrust. ‘And I am taking it slow. I’m only 50 per cent of the way in.’

‘Only halfway?’ My eyes popped. I was tempted to reach for my phone, call down to reception and tell them to have the nearest A&E department on standby.

‘Only joking!’ He grinned. ‘I’m about 30 per cent in.’

‘Noah!’ I slapped his arse. God his arse was amazing. So firm and muscular. ‘You can’t make jokes when you’ve got that weapon inside me. Sex is a serious business!’ I said as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

‘Sorry, you’re right.’ He grinned. ‘Jokes aside though, if it’s too much and you want to stop I can⁠—’

‘No!’ I shouted like it was the most ridiculous suggestion I’d ever heard. ‘I want it. But please, put it all in. And quickly. Like you’re ripping off a plaster.’

‘Okay,’ he said. ‘You asked for it.’

Less than a millisecond later, Noah did exactly what I’d asked and slammed all the way inside me. I cried out again and dug my nails into his back. There’d definitely be scars on his skin tomorrow.

‘You good?’ he asked.

‘Yes,’ I replied as I tried to adjust.

I looked up at Noah. The view was exquisite. He was glorious.

It was like every inch of him had been sculpted by marble masters. And now he, my best friend, my favourite person in the world was buried inside me, I felt like the luckiest woman on Earth.

‘Harder,’ I commanded, now loving the feeling of him stretching me wide open. ‘Fuck me like the world is ending and it’s the last thing you’ll do.’

Noah wasted no time in granting my wish.

He pummelled into me as if his life depended on it. The sensation of him hitting me at the perfect angle was enough on its own, but then he started circling my clit.

‘Fuck, Ali,’ he said, fixing his eyes on mine. ‘You’re so fucking tight. I can’t get enough of your pussy.’

He lifted my legs higher as he buried himself deeper, still playing my clit like a fiddle.

I’d staved off my earlier orgasm, but there was no way I’d last much longer if he kept doing that.

Whilst he continued pumping, I reached for his balls and the second I started playing with them, his eyes rolled back in his head.

That only encouraged him to go harder and faster.

Game over.

I clenched around him as the tingles took over my body. I ground myself into him, matching his rhythm, revelling in the sound of our sweaty bodies slamming against each other.

My orgasm ripped through me violently and I screamed so loud I was convinced the whole room shook.

‘Noah!’

He took it as his sign to let go and continued pumping until he exploded inside me, calling my name multiple times as he did.

‘Ali, fuck, Ali! Oh fuck!’

He collapsed on me and, as our chests heaved, I swear I floated up to heaven before sailing back down again.

Forget cloud nine. I was flying high on cloud nine thousand and ninety-nine.

‘So?’ Noah said, still struggling to catch his breath.

‘So?’ I said. ‘Do you really need me to spell it out? I’m finding it hard to talk right now.’