Page 100 of More Than Just Friends

‘I… I don’t know,’ I said, thinking that I probably couldn’t, but not wanting to admit it. I wanted him to touch me. Right here whilst I sat on the edge of this hot tub, with the sea views in front of me.

‘Okay. Wait.’

He got out of the tub, reached in his shorts pocket, pulled out his phone, then started playing some music.

I instantly recognised the song as Zak Abel’s ‘You Come First’. And given how well Noah had satisfied me before, something told me I definitely would…

He increased the volume, then popped the phone on the tub’s ledge before getting back into the water.

‘Now, where was I?’ Noah said. ‘Oh yes, that’s right. I was about to enjoy an early dinner.’

I frowned, wondering what he was talking about, but when Noah dropped to his knees, the realisation of what was about to happen hit me and a lightning bolt of electricity and excitement rocketed through my veins.

‘Spread those legs nice and wide, please, Ali.’

Less than a millisecond later, my legs were spread out as far as I could get them and I was already panting.

Noah parted my lips then gave me a long, slow lick.

‘Fuck, yeah,’ he moaned into me, then lifted his head. ‘You taste even better than last time.’

He buried his head between my thighs and licked me enthusiastically. When he started doing a flicking thing with his tongue, I bucked against him.

‘Oh God, Noah! That feels…’

I didn’t finish the sentence because a loud groan flew from my lips. Damn. This man really knew how to hit the spot.

Just as I was trying to handle the intensity of the sensations his talented tongue had set off, he plunged two thick fingers inside me and I cried out.

I was grateful that the song he’d put on had some powerful warbling, as hopefully if the guests in the room next door heard, they’d think it was part of the track.

Doubtful considering I sounded more like a strangled cat, but I was enjoying this too much to care.

After gripping Noah’s hair, I pushed his head deeper into me. As he started circling my clit, my legs kicked out, causing a loud splash.

My body went into sensory overload.

As well as the delicious sensations that were happening between my legs, I was being assaulted in the sweetest way with the feeling of the gentle evening sea breeze on my bare skin, the cooling effect of the water rippling against my feet and the mixture of salt in the air.

The music booming from his phone blended with the vibration of the bubbles in the water and the sound of Noah’s tongue lapping at my clit.

And the view. Lord have mercy.

The vista of the Aegean Sea from this tub was breathtaking all on its own. But when the sight of the hottest man alive with his head buried between my legs was added to that, this was the definition of what fantasies were made of.

I tried to hold on; I really did. But the second Noah sucked hard on my clit then increased the intensity of his licks, I knew I was fighting a losing battle.

‘I’m going to… I…’

My body shuddered; my legs kicked out again. I threw my head back, lifted my hand to my mouth, then bit down on it to stifle my scream as my orgasm ripped through me.

I slumped back on the edge of the hot tub, feeling completely spent.

After giving me two more long licks, Noah stopped.

‘So,’ he said, ‘can we successfully tick doing something naughty in the hot tub off your list?’

‘Definitely,’ I panted, still trying to catch my breath.