Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 44
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
sound again unless I’m deep inside
with my mouth and
then stoops down beside me.
stop
to his words.
his brow.
and began doing sit-ups.
was
The muscles
they were lit
out of the ponytail from jumping
forehead like
beside me, holding a towel and
My heart is racing
that I wasn’t
fire.” I breathed
that means it’s working.”
towel on
sit up and peel the towel away from my
My muscles groan in protest as I do
Blake and start to wipe the sweat
you’re not going easy
that. I didn’t
a
and hands me the bottle
my girl to be able to
be. I can’t exactly
I treat you like a
brow.”A piece of cake?” I push
mouth and start gulping down
in the
tiny mischievous grin forms at the corner of
of cake.
I’d eat you out like
every minute.”
choked on the water, finally realizing what
Blake is quick to tap my back
of my lungs.
accusing glare. “Do you always
a
enjoy teasing
exactly how I feel. Too bad you didn’t
before.”
supposed to know that you liked
You had many girlfriends
defend.
they weren’t my girlfriends,
I slept around with. And second of
could you not know I was in
you like you were my
saw this except for you. Even
knew!” He grumbles.
“Yeah like sleeping around makes
so much better. You used those
could’ve simply told me
love with
Treating me like your girlfriend
girls
wanted me in that way.”
I was
my feelings a long
But it’s better late
I want you Ashley and
letting you go.”
tone had now
promise.” His voice is thick with honesty as
flickers down to my lips.”I want
out on a date.”
out of his mouth so fast
start to choke on my saliva,
me out on a
so shocked?” He
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