Lying naked on the bed, I watch him walk shirtless, the muscles of his inked back gleaming, to the attached dressing room. I see his reflection in a mirror open a cupboard and from the top shelf take down a large package. He brings it to the bed and puts it next to me.

‘Open it,’ he invites softly.

I sit up, curious, and open the plastic packaging. I stare at it, surprised and slightly confused.

‘It’s an authentic, life-size vagina and ass,’ he explains the obvious from above.

‘It’s a masturbator for men,’ I say slowly. Worrying at my lower lip I look up at him. ‘What are you going to do with it?’

He smiles slowly. ‘Not me. You.’

I stare at him. ‘Me? What am I supposed to do with that?’

‘I want to see you suck that pussy.’

‘You want me to suck a plastic pussy?’ I repeat in disbelief. This was way too kinky for me

‘It’s not plastic. It’s a CyberSkin deluxe version. Touch it.’

I look down at it then back up at him. ‘I’m sorry but I’m not into women. Not even a bit.’

‘Touch it,’ he urges.

‘I—’

‘I want you to.’

‘Fine.’ I touch one of the butt cheeks and it feels surprisingly real and soft. I retract my hand. ‘Yeah, good, really lifelike, but what’s the point? It’s not doing anything for me, and quite frankly I’d rather taste you.’

‘It’s the visual for me, but the elemental taboo for you.’

I look at the thing. It basically looks like a woman’s hips and thighs when she is lying face down and sticking her ass out so that her vagina projects out with all her frilly bits distended.

‘Let me show you how easy it is,’ he says, taking hold of me in a flash, opening my legs with his powerful hands, and staring down at my exposed sex. Like a man in a trance, he kneels between my legs. His head moves downward and his lips connect with the throbbing at my core. I jump as if I have been electrocuted.

He lifts his head. ‘Relax,’ he orders.

I stare at the ceiling, furious with myself for reacting like a frightened rabbit, or some little Victorian virgin prude. I’m going to make this night work. One way or another. I’ve dreamed of it too long not to. He buries his head between my thighs.

‘Oh, God,’ I groan, my body arching involuntarily, when his tongue finds the wet opening and plunges inside. The pleasure is delicious.

His hands roam my body as his tongue swirls inside me, licking, rolling, slurping, tasting my depths, eating me as if he is a starving wolf. My legs lock round his head and my pussy tightens around his eager tongue. Just when I think he has found the right spot he goes deeper, or shifts the angle, and finds a whole new right spot.

‘Yes, there,’ I cry, my whole body bucking as I grind my sex against his mouth and chase my orgasm. When I am almost screaming with pleasure, he removes his tongue from inside me and clamps his lips around the small hard bud of my clit and suckles it.

‘I’m so close,’ I moan.

His reply is to suck harder.

‘Oh, Noah,’ I scream and, grabbing his head, come. Hard! The world becomes white with the intensity of my climax. It is beyond anything I have experienced before. The orgasm rips through me and leaves me a quivering mess and I become aware that his tongue is still lodged inside me.

‘That was amazing.’ My voice is hoarse.

He lifts his head, his mouth and chin glistering.

‘You’re amazing,’ he says and dips his fingers into me. I gasp and tighten my muscles around the digits. With wide eyes I watch him gather the juices from my pussy and smear it on to the vagina of the toy. He even inserts his fingers into the toy to coat the insides.

I meet his dark, inscrutable eyes, and suddenly I want to be the girl who is so wild and willing she is extraordinary. I know he will haunt me forever. Let it not only be him that leaves an indelible mark on me. I’ll give him a show he will never forget.

I get on my knees and sink down on the toy’s frilly pink lips. I lick it and, for the first time, taste my own juices. On my knees and sucking a toy pussy smeared with my own juices, I hear him draw in a sharp breath. In my peripheral view I see him take his trousers off. I want to see his cock, but he moves to the back of me. I slurp at the lips greedily, and exactly as he had done to me, I dip my tongue into the soft opening.

Behind me I hear the sound of a condom wrapper being hurriedly torn open and my whole body becomes electrified. Every atom alert and waiting for his touch. First those large, rough hands wrap around my hips, then, his cock head starts to penetrate me. I am dripping wet, but it is enormous and I cry out with pain as it spreads me open and forces itself into me. I feel him stretch me wider and wider as the hard pillar goes deeper inside me. As I start to adjust to the thick cock inside me, the sensation of fullness is wonderful.

This is what my sex was made for.

‘Spread your legs wider,’ he instructs, his voice thick with lust.

I obey.

‘Wider still and push your ass up,’ he commands.

With my pussy speared with his cock, I can’t help the feeling of being helpless and vulnerable. My entire body prepares itself to get the fucking of its life. I whimper as the nub between my legs begins to throb like a heart. I know then that I want him to start moving so bad it feels as if I will break into a thousand pieces if he does not.

He begins by rolling his hips, slowly, deliberately, before picking up speed, bumping into me as far as he can go and feeling so big inside me. The thrusts becoming more savage, building and building to an almost unbearable speed. Mercilessly he fucks me as fast as he can while my hips rise up to meet his thrusts. Until every nerve ending in my body is screaming for release.

‘Play with yourself,’ he growls.

I use my fingers and frantically frig at my clit and almost instantly I feel a monster orgasm coming my way.

‘Stick your tongue into that pussy while my big cock fucks you,’ he orders, and suddenly I’m riding an enormous wave. He must have been holding back and waiting for me because he roars and explodes together with me.

My climax begins at my core. It blasts through my body like a firebomb and ends at my fingertips and toes. The power of it turns my cry soundless and makes me physically shake. I didn’t know where I ended and he began anymore. We were one, one never-ending earth-shattering climax.

Every time I think I have reached the edge, this must be it, there cannot be more, Noah carries on jackhammering the entire length of his cock deep into my body, and it begins all over again, the next climax slamming into me like a brick wall. Until my brain feels fried, my mouth is screaming noiselessly, and my limbs shake and convulse uncontrollably. Nothing I have ever done, not by myself, or with any other guy compares to this mind-blowing sensation.

When it is finally over, my body feels as heavy as lead and I am so completely drained my upper body collapses on the bed. His hands don’t let go of my hips. He keeps us joined while my pussy carries on convulsing and gushing around his cock. Only when all the tremors are gone does he pull out of me.

He falls to the bed, his head appearing next to my eyes. I turn to look at him with awe. ‘Is it always like that with you?’

He shakes his head, his eyes mysterious.

My hand reaches out to touch the masculine lines of his face. ‘You really are so beautiful,’ I whisper.

A ghost of a smile crosses his face. It’s an oddly bleak smile. It makes me want to hold him close to my heart and never let go. To my surprise, my eyes fill with tears. I’m not normally a crybaby.

His eyes narrow. ‘What’s the matter? Did I hurt you?’

I bite my lip to stop the sniffles. ‘No. It’s just the emotion you released, I guess.’

He nods.

‘You don’t say much, do you?’