Chapter Twenty-Eight
Spencer
My heart raced as I grabbed the lube and a condom and climbed onto my bed, spreading my legs wide for my beloved. The knowledge that Noah was finally going to be inside me was a deep, desperate thrill, and I could barely lie still.
“Is this okay?” I asked. “Or do you want me on all fours?”
“All fours might be better for me to prep you,” Noah said. “But I’m going to fuck you on your back so I can see your face. I want to see all the beautiful expressions you wear as I make you come.”
I groaned and rolled onto my knees, pushing my ass into the air. “Fuck! How quickly can you prep me? I needed your dick, like, an hour ago.”
Noah chuckled, and the sound made me shiver. “I’m not going to rush you. I already said that.”
“Spoilsport,” I grumbled, but I found myself pushing into his hand as he gently caressed my ass cheek.
“Just relax,” Noah said as he clicked the bottle of lube open. “And try to bear down. It sounds weird, but it’ll help. Jerking yourself slowly might help too. It’s a good distraction. And if you want to stop at any time, we can. No judgement and no questions.”
“Okay.” It was awesome how sweet he was being about checking up on me, but fuck did I just want to grab the lube and do it myself if it would get his cock inside me faster. I knew Noah was right, though. This wasn’t something I should rush—not the first time at least.
It burned more than I’d expected when Noah slowly pressed his finger into me. I let out a slow breath and reached for my dick, stroking the softened shaft and letting the little burst of pleasure take my mind off the strange burn.
“Are you okay?” Noah asked, stroking my ass and pressing a kiss to the skin above my crack. His finger was seated inside me, but he wasn’t moving it.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I’d forgotten how weird the first one is, and I haven’t done this in a while.
It, er, wasn’t the sort of thing I did with most of the women I hooked up with.
” It had tended to be a trust thing, and I’d only brought it up with two of my girlfriends while another had actually asked me herself.
But I’d never mentioned it to my flings or one-night stands because there just wasn’t that connection.
I trusted Noah, though. More than I’d ever trusted anyone.
The burning began to ease.
“Okay, you can move it now. Or add more. Whatever you want to do.”
Noah kissed my butt cheeks, then slowly started to pump his finger in and out. It felt strange at first but not for long.
By the time he added a second finger, I was desperate for it.
It burned again, but I kept stroking my cock. Then Noah curled his fingers and pressed against my prostate, and I nearly yelped at the burst of sensation that raced through me. “Holy fuck,” I said with a shaking laugh of disbelief. “Please do that again.”
I heard the smile in Noah’s voice as he answered me. “Of course.”
Noah worked me open with soft, calculated precision, making me moan and gasp as he stretched me.
His fingers teased my prostate and made me beg for more, but we both knew he was going to make me wait for it.
By the time he had three fingers pumping in and out of my hole, my cock was hard as a rock, and I was sweating.
I was this close to grabbing him, pinning him to the bed, and straddling his hips.
But I craved his gentle control. I needed him to fuck me the way he wanted, telling me exactly what to do because I knew he’d make me come harder than I’d ever imagined.
I’d told Noah I wanted him to fuck me so hard I’d forget my own name, and while I knew the pace was up to him, potential brain fog was definitely on the table.
I’d only ever had sex that came close to what I shared with Noah with one of my exes in London who’d opened my eyes to all the ways sex could be good.
But intimacy with Noah had already surpassed that, not only in the physical sense but in the emotional sense too, and I knew this would be the final nail in the coffin. After tonight, I’d never want to have sex with anyone else because I already knew they’d never be better than Noah.
There was just something about being with him that was incomparable.
“How’re you doing?” Noah asked.
“I’m so fucking ready,” I said. “Please, Noah. I need more… I need your cock inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m fucking sure. I couldn’t be any more sure.”
“Good.” He slid his fingers out slowly and kissed the base of my spine. “I just wanted to check.”
“I appreciate it,” I said, lowering myself onto the mattress with as much grace as I could muster—so it was more of a walrus-style belly flop than anything else.
I rolled onto my back and wiggled up the bed, piling the pillows under my head as I watched him roll on the condom.
“You’re so sweet. I don’t think I’ve been with anyone who cares as much as you. ”
“Is that a bad thing?” Noah asked. He crawled up the bed towards me, slotting between my thighs and lowering his mouth to mine.
“No,” I whispered. “It’s an awesome thing.”
Our kiss was one of those ones that alters the universe a little bit. The sort where you broke apart afterwards knowing that something had changed, and neither of you would ever be the same person again.
I wrapped my hands around Noah’s neck and pulled him closer, spreading my thighs around him as Noah’s hand reached between us to guide his cock into my waiting hole.
“Breathe for me,” he said. “Bear down and tell me if you need me to stop.”
“Okay.” I nodded, kissing him again. I groaned as he breached me, trying to force myself to relax. Even having taken three of Noah’s fingers, I wasn’t prepared for the stretch and burn that his dick would bring.
“Fuck,” I groaned, and Noah hesitated. I shook my head. “Don’t stop, please. I want it all. I just… Fuck, it’s so intense. Is it always this intense?”
“Sort of. It gets easier the more you do it.”
“Makes sense.” I tipped my head back onto the pillows, breathing deeply and keeping my eyes locked on his as he pushed inside me.
Noah stilled as he bottomed out, giving me another kiss. This one was softer, though, and kind of sweet. Then he kissed my nose, and I grinned. “You’re so gorgeous,” he said. “I don’t think I’ll ever get over how gorgeous you are.”
“I feel the same about you.”
“Yeah but… why me?”
I snorted. “Bit of a weird time to ask, isn’t it?”
Noah chuckled. “I guess, but now you can’t avoid me.”
“I wouldn’t want to.” I gave him a kiss in return. “And the reason it’s you is because you’re literally the most gorgeous and amazing person I’ve ever met, Noah. And I need you to believe me, but if you don’t, I’m going to keep telling you until it gets annoying.”
“I could just distract you,” he said, raising an eyebrow and smirking.
I was going to ask how he planned to do that, but then Noah slowly started to rock his hips, and it became really fucking clear how easy it would be for him to accomplish that.
It was a little strange at first, but then the pleasure started to build, washing over me like waves on the sand. His thrusts were deep and slow, melting me from the inside out.
“Do you like that?” he whispered.
“Uh-huh.” I nodded, barely able to vocalise what I was feeling. “It… fuck… it feels…”
“Good?”
“Yeah.” If good meant so freaking amazing that I wondered why I hadn’t done this sooner.
Noah kissed me as he drew his hips back, thrusting in harder and starting to add a little more pace to his rhythm. I groaned and gasped as his cock rubbed over my prostate, adding a new dimension to the pleasure pulsing through me.
I grasped onto Noah, clinging to him like he was the only thing that was going to stop me from getting washed away. His body brushed over my cock with every thrust, and the friction was driving me wild, but it wasn’t enough to send me over the edge. It was just holding me there and torturing me.
“Touch yourself,” Noah said. “I want you to come for me.”
Nodding, I slipped one hand between us, moaning loudly as I gripped my cock.
I started to jerk myself hard and fast, gasping as Noah began to speed up, fucking me harder and faster and making it difficult for me to remember what I was even supposed to be doing.
It felt like the intensity had been turned up to a million, and all I could do was let my body take over as my mind melted into a haze of pleasure.
I cried out Noah’s name as my muscles began to burn, my balls pulling tight before I shot my load between us, my cum coating our skin. Noah groaned, and I felt my body pulling him deeper. His mouth met mine as his thrusts became more erratic, and I knew he was close.
Noah came with a grunt and the broken utterance of my name, his lips on mine. We were both panting and sweaty, but we couldn’t stop kissing like we didn’t want the connection between us to end.
Later in the week, when I was sweating my butt off on the treadmill and thinking about all the things I wanted to try with Noah, my phone rang.
The sharp sound in my earbuds caught me off guard and nearly sent me flying across the gym. I had to hit the emergency stop button to regain my balance while I tried to answer my phone.
“Hello?” I said, my voice rough and my breaths coming in pants.
“Hi, is this Spencer Matthews? It’s Doctor Varley, from the surgery. Is now a bad time?”
“No.” I shook my head, even though I knew she couldn’t see me. Beside me, I saw Sean slow to a walk, trying to pretend he wasn’t listening in. “Sorry, I’m just at the gym.”
I hopped off the treadmill and started walking away from the line of machines so I could hear her better.
“Ah, that makes sense,” she said. “I just wanted to give you a call because I’ve got your X-rays here.”
“Already?” I’d only had them done on Tuesday, and I hadn’t been expecting any kind of fast turnaround.
“Already. We got them through this morning, and I was able to have a quick look at them.”
“And?” I barely felt my heart beating, even though I knew it was. It was like I’d forgotten how to even breathe as I waited for her next words.
“It’s a lot better than I think anyone could have predicted. I can see where it’s been pinned, but it looks very healthy, and considering the extent of the injury you suffered, it looks great. I’ve seen worse healing on much more minor fractures.”
“What does that mean?” I asked. I needed to hear her say it out loud before I started celebrating.
“It means that I’m happy to say you can play five-a-side,” Doctor Varley said. “Just remember to wear ankle supports and get supportive shoes. Also, don’t push too hard and try and avoid being tackled where possible, but I know that’s easier said than done.”
“Seriously? Thank you so much. That’s freaking amazing!”
“You’re very welcome. I hope it all goes well. Any problems, then obviously let us know, and we can take it from there.”
We finished off the call, and I hung up, unable to stop a broad grin from breaking onto my lips. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep this news from my friends.
I practically bounced across to where Sean, Andrew, and Chris had gathered. They were looking at me with pensive expressions, and I was pretty sure Sean had heard I was on the phone with the doctor.
“Everything okay?” Chris asked, doing his worst to try to appear casual.
“Yeah,” I said. “That was just the doctor letting me know about my X-rays.”
“And?” asked Sean.
“Do you really think I’d be smiling if it was a no?”
“Fuck yes!” Sean cried, doing a fist pump, then pulling me into a hug. “You’re okay, then?”
“Yeah, just gotta make sure I don’t get tackled too hard and wear good shoes.”
“We can deal with that,” Chris said, giving me another hug as soon as Sean let go. “We better get practising.”
“Good thing I booked a pitch for tomorrow then, isn’t it?” Andrew said with a grin.
I laughed. “Good thing I already bought some boots too.”
“Think we can play now?” Sean asked, glancing out the window and down at the artificial pitches that were overlooked by the gym. They were all currently empty. “I bet we can squeeze on for half an hour, even if it’s just the four of us.”
“Wouldn’t hurt to ask,” Chris said. “I’ll go find someone.”
I hadn’t been holding my breath that we’d get permission, but it turned out they’d had a cancellation. Which was how the four of us found ourselves having a kick about on the AstroTurf in the afternoon sunlight.
Andrew passed the ball across to me, and I jogged down the pitch with it before passing it to Sean. I was still grinning, and I didn’t think I’d ever be able to stop.
Six months ago, I’d never dreamed I’d get to do this or have someone amazing like Noah in my life. It didn’t seem possible, and I half wondered what I’d done to deserve it.
But I wasn’t going to question it. I was just going to bask in the happy glow that surrounded me and make the most of every moment.