Page 85 of More Than Just Friends

‘Yes. I do. Please spell it out in great detail.’

‘Best. Sex. Ever,’ I said, not even bothered about admitting it. He deserved all the praise. And a standing ovation.

Bravo. A round of applause please.

Ladies and gents. Give it up for Noah! Chief orgasm giver.

Noah’s head jerked up. He looked me in the eyes and a smile the size of the Aegean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean spread across his face.

‘Agreed.’ He kissed me softly on the lips. ‘So, no regrets?’

‘Only one,’ I said and his face fell.

‘What’s that?’ He swallowed hard.

‘That we waited so long to do this.’

Noah’s face instantly brightened.

‘Yeah.’ He smiled. ‘It was definitely overdue. We can’t do anything about the past, but I know something that might help ease the pain of missing out for so long?’

‘What?’ I asked.

‘Doing it all over again…’

29

NOAH

As I exploded inside Ali again and collapsed on the bed beside her, another wave of happiness washed over me.

Ali and I were exempt from doing the Love Tasks because as far as the Love Alchemists were concerned, we were just friends. But if I had to choose a song for today, it’d be either ‘Joy’ by Rita Ora, ‘All My Life’ by Myles Smith, ‘For Life’ by Kygo, Zak Abel and Nile Rodgers or The Script’s ‘Eden’.

I had no idea that it was possible to feel this happy.

I loved sex, but what we’d done tonight wasn’t that. I didn’t know if a word had been invented that could even begin to describe it.

If I had a penny for every time I’d thought about doing this with Ali, I’d be a multi-billionaire by now. But the thing with most fantasies is that they often don’t live up to the reality.

Not in this case though.

Everything that we’d done tonight was beyond anything I could’ve imagined.

Obviously because we’d been friends for a long time, there was a closeness between us. A strong bond. So I’d hoped that if we ever were intimate together, it would be intense. But what just happened was beyond that. It was so far off the Richter scale that a million seismologists couldn’t measure it.

Ali tasted like heaven.

Her pussy felt like it was made for me.

And the connection between us. Jesus Christ.

When we fucked, there were more fireworks than a hundred New Year’s Eve celebrations.

This was the third time we’d slept together tonight and I still wanted more.

I rolled off the condom, then wrapped it in a tissue.

Ali turned to face me and the sight of her made my breath hitch. I scanned her from head to toe, wondering how I’d got so lucky.