Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 21

Chapter 21

My breathing is coming in short pants as I stared  at Blake through half closed eyes. He seems to be  satisfied with the smile on his glistening lips that  was coated with my juices. He licks it and moans  softly. He gets up and fixes my panty back into  place.

“Did you see her today? I mean kissing a guy  who’s taken is such a low move.” A girl says in  disgust.

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“Yes she’s such a slut.” Another responds.

I feel myself come back down to earth and felt  horrified. They were talking about me. Shame and  humiliation stream through my body. I couldn’t  believe that I had let Blake do something so  intimate to me. I couldn’t believe that I let my best  friend eat me out.

I fix my dress quickly all the while Blake watches  my actions.The bathroom door opens. “What are  you guys doing here? Aren’t you guys supposed to  be in practice?” A voice I was so familiar with  hisses.

“Shut up Rosalie, you’re not the captain.” One of  the girl’s argues in a nasally voice.

can thank God I’m not, or else you both  would be off the team.” Rosalie snaps. Her voice  was getting really close and both Blake and

the stall beside ours. I breathed  a sigh of relief,

hear their departing  footsteps. When I hear the soft thud of the door  closing shut I

My fingers wrap around the metal  doorknob only to have Blake’s much larger

neck as he  whispers in a hushed voice. “Why are you running  away, didn’t you enjoy

was taken. I turn around and  glared at him. “We can’t do

same between us. Everything has changed and

eyes scan my face, narrowing in anger. “Is it  the

was in  love with. His face darkens with jealousy when I  don’t answer him. “Who’s the guy

toilet has us both swiftly getting out of  the bathroom. We were lucky that the halls were  empty. It

my locker, hearing Blake close  by. “Answer my question Ley!” He hisses turning  me around. His hand wraps around my upper arm,  tingles staying in

arms out of the grip, hating that I was  about to let my guard down yet again. God only  knows what I’d agree to do with him

want to know who’s the cause so bad? You  are! You’re the cause. You’re playing with

at the  way to the bathroom.

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