Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 39

“Turn to page 52-” The teacher’s voice is drowned  out as I worry about Arden.

Was he okay? Did they call mom and dad?  Questions upon questions keep floating in my mind  making me all the more anxious.

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“Hey you okay?” Blake’s hot breath hits the side of  my neck bringing me out of my thoughts. The  double school desk and chair made it possible to  be this close to him.

So close that I could feel the heat radiating off of  him. It made me want to snuggle closer to him.We  were seated at the far back away from prying  eyes. No one paid attention to us since they were  busy reading whatever Miss Livia requested.

“I’m just worried about Arden.” I mumble turning  to face him. Our lips are so close that if I move a  bit we’d basically be kissing. It’s tempting but  surely not appropriate or a good idea since we  were currently in cla*s.

His blue eyes flicker down to my parted lips. I was  sure he was thinking the same thing. “Stop  worrying before you get wrinkles on that beautiful  face of yours. ” He smiles and rubs his thumb over  the skin of my forehead. “Besides, Arden can  handle himself pretty well.”

I smile and nodded. He was right, Arden can  handle himself, always have. Hopefully his  punishment would not be extreme. Because surely  he’d not get off the hook when he goes home.

to  gain everyone’s attention. Blake and I pull away  completely. It’s so hard to keep this relationship a

confused  whilst others looked jealous. I shake my head. “No  miss.” I answered her pending

and stop

feeling heat crawl up my neck and settle  on my

you mind y’all  business and get to work!” She roars and goes  back to grading papers on the

page did she mention again?” I asked

Miss Livia’s  attention. “Page 52. We’re supposed to read the  entire page and answer

had just finished  reading the first paragraph when a warm big hand  settles down firmly on my upper thigh.

circles on the  soft skin of my thigh. The dress I

in my head as he slowly trails his  fingers up until they disappear under the opening  of my dress. I sucked in a sharp breath and  squeezed my legs together. A futile way

 mischievous crooked grin etched on his face. A  pencil between his teeth

 anyone to know what

 of grading the papers to notice what was going on  in her cla*s. Blake’s head turns to face

to stifle the moan that  nearly pa*ses through my lips when his fingers  finally touch my

find myself opening my legs, submitting to  whatever he wanted to do to me. I couldn’t

my panties. I  was already so wet for him and I knew it shocked  him. Hell it shocked me too. His breathing  quickened as his fingers