Page 31 of Falling For My Best Friend's Brother

There was something about the penis that was remarkable. And it wasn’t just what it could do, though that was a plus. It was mostly that it didn’t have one single bone, and yet it was the most versatile organ ever created. Able to shrink to a ridiculously tiny size, yet swell outrageously without so much as a touch.

Seeing Knox’s hard, thick length only enforced my belief that it was the greatest creation ever. I’d handled some in my lifetime, but so far, the only one I’d had dreams about was Knox’s. Even as a teenager undergoing drastic, bodily changes, when I would lie in bed after a long day of spending time at Lindsay’s house, my thoughts would be filled with Knox. I’d masturbated to him plenty of times. Not my proudest moments.

Sitting upright, I reached for him, wrapping one hand around it. It wasn’t the longest I’d seen, but it was definitely the thickest. That girth could split me open.

I stroked Knox slowly, unable to stop the deep satisfaction that flowed within me when he hissed. My thumb grazed his opening and when I leaned forward to take him in my mouth, one large hand stilled my head.

Knox growled. “This will be a very short experience if you do that, princess. I strongly advise against it.”

I pouted, which I only realized after I’d done it, did not help with my aim of proving to him I wasn’t immature.

“But it’s so pretty,” I whined.

He scoffed out a chuckle. “Thank you, but I’m itching to be inside you right now. Let’s add it to the menu for later.”

I licked my lips, leaning down on the bed again. “Sounds like a date.”

Knox grunted, then promptly laid flat on his stomach, spreading my legs. His mouth hovered above my pussy and his cool breath hit my lips. He licked a line up my slit, and I saw stars.

“I don’t have any condoms,” he said, before licking me again. “Do you?”

I shook my head, then realized he couldn't see me. “I don’t.”

His head popped up, and I saw the conclusion he came to in his eyes. “Can I trust you?”

I blink at him, but the pleasure coursing through my body made it difficult to focus on anything he was saying. “Y-Yeah, but I’m not worried about me.”

He nodded, briefly leaving the bed for a second and walking to the wardrobe. My chest danced as I watched him search for something and barely a second later, he was stalking back to me with a folded piece of paper in his hand.

“My last test.” He handed me the paper, and I took it, unfolding it and scanning a document. It showed Knox’s clean bill of health, and it was dated two weeks ago, around the same time he moved in.

Nodding, I looked at him. “I’m clean too. Do you want me to go get my phone? I have my test results in it.”

He shook his head. “It’s fine. I trust you. That settles that.”

He resumed his position between my legs, and it suddenly hit me that the moment had passed. I didn’t know about him, but somewhere during the conversation, I’d lost interest in missionary.

“Do you mind if we do a different position?”

Amusement flashed in Knox’s eyes. His dick twitched at my words, and he gestured for me to continue.

Sending him a sultry smile, I turned on my stomach and lifted my ass in the air. I didn’t have a favorite sex position, but if I had to choose, I would probably go with doggy. It provided the best angles.

“Fuck yeah,” he groaned.

I couldn’t see Knox’s expression, but I heard the approval in his voice. He placed both hands on my hips and for a moment, nothing happened. Then, his hands left my skin and when it came back, it was with a light slap on both cheeks.

I squealed, shock sending me flying forward. Not because he had spanked me, but because he was the kind to enjoy that kind of thing.

“Your ass is fucking fine.” Knox spanked me again. “Your body is fucking art.”

I felt him trace my slit with the tip of his penis and when he grazed my opening, I let out a breath, preparing to take him in. He pushed in slowly, an antagonizing movement that had me breathing hard.

“Oh my….” I felt the burn just as he pushed his head in completely. He stretched me with every inch he gave, grunting as he moved, and by the time he was fully buried inside me, I was caught between moaning and wailing.

“Relax, Nina. You know you can take me.”

Fisting my hands in the sheets, I drew deep breaths through my nose, enjoying the endorphins that flooded my body. It was a sweet pain, being stretched so widely. As if Knox knew exactly what I needed, he stayed still, giving me time to adjust to his massive size.

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