Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 44

I’ve been jumping rope for more than twenty

minutes. In between I took a couple of breaks. I

slump down on the mat exhausted beyond belief.

My muscles ache, screaming at me in hatred for

putting them through this torture. Maybe Blake

was right, I am out of shape.

My stomach is flat on the mat, the thin sweat on

my skin coating it without being able to penetrate.

My cheek pressed into the navy blue mat as I pant

for air. Blake slumps down beside me and pokes

my sides. I groan not being able to move.

“You’re not dying are you?” He joked but I can

hear the tinge of seriousness in his tone.

I glare at him, not liking that he was finding this

amusing. “I’m glad you find this amusing.” I said

sarcastically and turned my head away from him.

He laughs at my childishness. I’m staring at the

huge boxing ring in the middle of the room.

I remember seeing Blake fight for the first time

and instead of being frightened or disgusted I

found it enjoyable to watch. I’m staring at it in

longing, wondering when I’ll be able to actually

train inside. When I’ll be able to box.

My thoughts are cut off by the firm slap on my

a*s. Blake’s hand leaves a sting and I gasp,

turning to face him. “You’re not ready for that ring

yet bambina, you have a lot of work to do. ” He

smirks and stands up.

I narrowed my eyes and turn over until my back

was now pressed to the mat. “Did you seriously

have to slap my butt to tell me that?”

He smirks. “Then what would be the fun in that if I

hadn’t? I much rather slap your little taut a*s than

only speaking to get your attention.” He winks

then gets serious. “Now time for sit-ups.”

My eyes widen and I puffed out an exhausted

breath. “But I haven’t rested for five minutes yet.”

I moan in complaint.

Blake’s eyes darken as he stares me down. “Don’t

unless I’m

pleasuring you with my mouth and fingers.”

down beside

me to stop the

to his words.

raises his brow. “Now

eyes and began doing sit-ups.

was spread out on the mat

dying starfish. The muscles in

they were lit

of the ponytail from jumping is

sweaty forehead like a

me, holding a towel and a

racing

I wasn’t accustomed

on fire.” I breathed

then that means it’s working.” Blake

the towel on

up and peel the towel away from my

muscles groan in protest as I do so.

and start to wipe

know you’re not going easy

I loved that.

like a

and hands me

girl to be able

needed to be.

I treat you like a piece of

piece of cake?” I push

and start gulping down the

in the

forms at

“Yes, a piece of cake.

out like a

every minute.”

the water, finally realizing what

is quick to tap my

out of my lungs. When I finally recovered

an accusing glare. “Do you always

a sexual

teasing you and

Too bad

before.”

to know that you liked

You had many girlfriends

defend.

they weren’t my girlfriends,

girls I slept around

you not know I was in

you were my

saw this except for you.

knew!” He grumbles.

scowled. “Yeah like

so much better. You used

simply told me

sake I was in love with you

now! Treating me

other girls didn’t really rea*sure

me in that

I was going

confessed my

late than never, I’m not

mistake again. I want you Ashley and

letting you go.”

tone had

is thick with

my lips.”I want to

out on a date.”

of his mouth so

to choke on my

asked me

seem so shocked?”