‘Prep?’ His brows draw together.

Oh my God.

It hits me then. He’s never done this before.

‘Oh,’ I say, my eyes wide. I can see him start to pull back, his eyes shuttering, but I grab his wrist and lock my legs back around his waist. He’s not going anywhere.

‘I’m honoured to be your first,’ I say. ‘It’s a bit more complicated than with a woman - wait, have you been with a woman?’

This man doesn’t kiss like a virgin, but I don’t want to make assumptions.

Adonis is as red as a beet, but he nods. ‘Yeah, a few.’

The way he said a few sounded more like loads.

‘Alright.’ I’ve never walked anyone through this - my first time was with a guy who’d already been there and a done that. ‘It’s not too hard. You just need to loosen me up before you go for it. I mean, you’re huge, I don’t think I could take you with no warm-up. Even if I could, it would hurt like a bitch.’

He bites his lip, but he’s breathing more steadily now. His hips meet mine again, sparks flying up my spine. ‘I don’t want to hurt you.’

‘You won’t.’ I reach up to run fingers through his hair. He arches up into my touch like a cat being pet. ‘I promise. I’ll walk you through it. Are you ready?’

I hope he says yes. I’m gagging for it. Not even the idea that I’m about to be fucked by a guy with no clue what he’s doing dims my excitement.

Adonis nods. I grab his hand, making him shift his weight onto one forearm. I pop the cap on the lube and drizzle a generous amount onto his fingers. I change positions, hooking my legs over his shoulders, opening myself up. ‘Start with one. I’ll tell you when to add another.’

He sucks in a breath, and the way he’s wide-eyed and tentative shouldn’t be as hot as it is. I don’t care if this isn’t the world’s greatest fuck - it’s worth it, just to see the expression on his face. I’m going to wank to this memory for the rest of my life.

The blunt tip of his finger presses against my entrance, and I focus on relaxing as he presses inside, so slowly that I think I might die. ‘Keep going,’ I urge, ‘just like that.’

My body gives way for him, letting him in. He pulls back and then pushes in again, and completely by accident he hits the exact right spot inside me, making me yelp.

‘Did I hurt you?’ Adonis freezes.

I push back against his finger, causing another burst of pleasure to race through me. I moan so loud that I’m sure the posh neighbours are hearing and having heart attacks. ‘The opposite,’ I pant. ‘It’s - That’s exactly where you want to hit. Keep going like that and I’m going to come untouched.’

‘You can do that?’ His mouth drops open, but he makes the tiniest circle with the tip of his finger. I clench around him.

‘Oh, love.’ I roll my eyes. ‘You’ve clearly never met a prostate before, have you? You can add in another finger.’

I’m far more interested in continuing with the delicious stretch and burn of his fingers dragging in and out of me than I am in giving him an anatomy lesson. That can wait for later. I breathe in as he nudges another finger alongside the first, then urge him to pump them in and out, warming me up for his enormous cock.

I pull his head down to mine again and kiss him, wet and filthy, our tongues battling for dominance. He’s pressing forward, bending me in half with his weight, and I want this man to snap me in two.

At my urging, Adonis adds a third finger, pulling them apart like I tell him to relax my muscles, all while grinding against my cock and testing the limits of my self-control. I can’t believe I haven’t come all over him already. But no way am I going to let this night pass without the ultimate prize.

‘I’m ready,’ I gasp into his mouth when I can’t take it anymore. I reach down and fist his cock, my hand barely getting around it. I know I’m small, but he’s a monster. I stroke him a few times, but he hardly needs the help, rock hard and throbbing against my palm. I grab the condom with my other hand and rip open the packet with my teeth, rolling it on and then chasing it with a healthy drizzle of lube to make this easier. ‘Just go slow. I’ll tell you when to push in more.’

Adonis lines the blunt, broad head of his cock up with my arse and nudges his hips forward such a tiny amount that nothing happens. I giggle. ‘Harder than that, darling.’

He tilts his forehead to mine and fists my hair in a hand. ‘Alright,’ he growls.

His hips move, his cock slowly nudging against me, more insistently this time. I bear down against him and then he’s in. I deliberately even out my breathing, telling my body to relax as I adjust. He’s far bigger than anyone who’s ever fucked me - and far, far bigger than Geoff was - but I can take it with just a bit of concentration.

‘Are you ok?’ He’s panting with the effort of holding back, his shoulders shivering under my touch. I rake nails down his back.

‘Yes,’ I gasp out. ‘More.’

I urge him on until he’s buried inside me, filling me up until I’m sure I can’t take another inch, but then his hips meet my arse and my eyes practically roll back in my head.