Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 1

And he thrust into her core, pumping his length until she could only feel him. A breathless moan escaped her lips. The tantalizing sound sending pleasurable shock waves through his body. Her hips rocked bringing him further into her until-

“Hey little Ash, we’ve come to steal you from your books for a while.” Ryan burst through the door, Blake following closely behind him.

A gasp escapes her lips and she quickly place the book on the bed. Her cheeks heats up quickly with a blush as she fixes her glasses. Oh god this is embarrassing. She thought as she pressed her back further on the headboard.

Ryan plops down on the bed, spreading his arms and legs on the soft mattress. “I’m jealous of your bed.” He groans stretching further until his hands hit her thigh.

She could feel Blake’s eyes on her, studying her until she couldn’t take it anymore and snapped her eyes to his. Those blue eyes had her sucking in a breath and she quickly looks away. “What were you reading there Ley?” His tone holds a tinge of amusement.

Before she could answer him, he reaches over and quickly grasp the book. “Hey!” A silent protest leaves her parted lips. She gets up quickly, her feet hitting the wood with a plod.

Her black loose curly hair falls wildly over her shoulder. It reached on her bum, but she had no intentions of cutting it.  Blake chuckles, outstretching his hands away from her so she couldn’t reach.

His blue eyes scan the words and her heart thuds. Oh god please don’t read it out loud. She silently begged in her head as she tiptoed to grasp the book in his hand. She let out a frustrated breath when it was futile. He was taller than her that was for sure.

She could hear Ryan’s amused chuckles as he watch her struggle to get a hold of the book. What best friends I have. She thought sarcastically.

to hers. Her breath hitches when those swirls of blue turns a shade darker. His brow raises in amusement as he studies

for these books?” He

on his forehead, his lashes so long that she was embarrassed to admit she was jealous of their length. Straight nose leading to a set of soft lips that were now curled into a smirk.

red truck. Ryan’s laughter floats through the room, his voice so loud that she feared her parents would come and see what was the

embarrassed in front of them, knowing Blake, he wouldn’t miss the chance too. No one knew of her secret stash of erotica novels she has hidden under

torso. He lets out a stunned breath, and she uses it

that Blake had read those words louder than necessary. She quickly places the book in the waistband of

his striking blue eyes. She shakes her head swiftly, jumps on the bed and ends up tumbling on Ryan. “Shit Ash, I think you broke my damn hand.” He grunts, pushing her

the most uncomfortable way but she refuse to turn upright in case Blake makes another way to pry it away

“Are you trying to keep Raven close to your p*ssy?” He was referring to the male character that was pummeling the female character in the book. She gasped at his crude remarks feeling her

say that

che sono

god, another day third

giorno di terza ruota.” Ryan answers. Ashley couldn’t understand their language and they always used it against

when y’all speak italian.” She groaned in protest. Ryan sits up to  reach over and ruffle her hair.” Then what can we have against you?” He laughs. She swats at his hand and blows

early anyway, it’s just nine a.m?” She found herself asking, shifting in a way to be more comfortable with the book pressed to her front. Blake notices and sends a