Page 81 of More Than Just Friends

Before Noah even finished his sentence, the door swung open.

Phew. That was close.

‘Thanks,’ Noah said to the driver who was on my side of the car. Noah gripped my arm as if telling me to wait. ‘Why don’t you come out this side, Ali?’ he suggested.

Oh, thank God. The last thing I wanted to do was slide out of the car right in front of the driver. I’d be paranoid that he could somehow tell that my knickers were sodden.

The driver gave us a strained half smile, which suggested that he was trying to be polite but in no way approved of whatever he thought we’d done back there.

Ordinarily, I’d be inclined to agree, but seriously, I had zero regrets. I’d remember that moment for the rest of my life.

Once we were within the hotel’s grounds, Noah pulled me down an empty corridor.

‘So,’ he said. ‘Still want to continue what we started?’

I knew that we should talk first about what this all meant and address the risks to our friendship, but I was still on a high from that orgasm and I didn’t care if it sounded greedy, but I wanted another one.

‘Yes,’ I said before I had time to change my mind.

‘Let’s go,’ he said.

We raced to my room and the second I closed the door behind us and stuck the keycard in the slot and the lights came on, our lips were all over each other again.

Clothes flew through the air like confetti.

My dress was the first to go, then Noah’s T-shirt. I paused to take in the delicious sight before running my hands all over his chest.

Meanwhile, Noah’s mouth trailed along my collarbone and his hands snaked around my back, removing my bra, which was then tossed in the air.

My hands moved to the button and zip on his shorts and he quickly stepped out of them before claiming my nipple in his mouth.

As he sucked it hard, I cried out.

Before I could even catch my breath, Noah scooped me up in his arms, carried me over to the bed then placed me at the edge.

‘I’m going to take off your knickers now, okay?’

‘Yes,’ I panted.

He peeled them off slowly and, as he dragged them down my thighs, legs and ankles before discarding them on the floor, my heart hammered against my ribcage.

I couldn’t wait to find out what was going to happen next. Would he fuck me or lick me? I wanted both so badly that I’d sell my soul and everything I owned just to feel him.

Noah dropped to his knees and my clit throbbed with anticipation.

‘Look at you,’ he growled as his gaze travelled down my whole body, first lingering on my boobs, before fixating on my pussy. ‘So fucking beautiful. Spread your legs wider, Ali. I’ve dreamt of tasting you for more years than I can count, so my tongue needs to explore every millimetre of you.’

‘Fuck,’ I muttered. I had no idea that Noah had such a filthy mouth, but I loved it.

As I watched what appeared to be an extremely large cock straining against his dark boxer shorts, I realised that clearly there was a lot that I didn’t know about my best friend.

I spread my legs wide like I was a gymnast attempting the splits and less than a second later, Noah launched his tongue between my thighs.

‘Oh, shit!’ I cried out, jerking my hips off the mattress.

The first few licks were long and slow and the sound that shot from Noah’s mouth was nothing short of feral. It was as if he’d been starved for months and had just tasted his favourite dish.

‘I fucking knew it,’ he said as he lapped at my clit. ‘I knew you’d taste amazing.’