Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 87

“Did you add salt in the pasta.” I asked Blake as I grated the cheese

He turn around, cyes wide.

“Was I supposed to?” He winces,

Thalted iny actions and pointed the half grated cheese at him.” This is why I never let you in the kitchen.” Thuffed and went back to grating the cheese.

“So should I still add it?” He asked uncertainly.

I lift my gaze from the grated cheese to him. I raise a brow. “Yes Blake you need to add salt.” I giggled at his perplexed face.

He snorted and turned around to focus on his task which was to mix the tomato sauce in the pasta. “I knew that.”

“Sure you did.” I said dryly and rolled my eyes.

A soft smile stretched on my lips. He wasn‘t the same Blake yet he still acted the same. It didn‘t make sense but I would rather have it this way than not having it at all.

I moved the grater off the freshly grated cheese and placed it on the counter. I strutted over to Blake who was busy stirring the pasta in the pan. I clutched the glass plate that was piled with the shredded cheese.

I bite my lip. The white shirt he wore showed off his toned back. It always reminded me of the day he fucked me inside the dressing room at one of the lingerie stores.

lengthy mirror that showed his back while he thrusted into me like his life had depended on it. It was sexy and every time I thought about it I would instantly

my gaze on him. My eyes widen and I felt the familiar feeling of heat in my cheeks. He smirks as though he knew what I

for the cheese to be added.” He says. I tear my eyes away from him and clear my throat

pan I quickly dump the cheese inside. Blake is quick to start stirring. I hum. It smells delicious. “I love how wet and creamy it looks. I‘m certain it taste

to the pasta. He removes the spoon from the pan and turns to face me. I do the same, my heart pounding as

collects some of the creamy sauce. His eyes

it first. You‘re

catches in my throat when he pushes the

le playing with

my hands to clutch his hand and drew his finger into my mouth I lewe my eyes on his now darkened gaze ani swirl my tongue around his finger i immagine doing this to his cock, the way I always did. He watches my lips

and a hoarse proan let his mouth. Seeing that I leased him enough i pull away and drop my hands. I smiled at him. “You were right, it taste really good. But I

were parted and I could clearly serwis pulse racing on his

out of the tradice. My yes widen as

turned it off then

we‘ll be having burnt cake?” Blake chuckles owlewardly. I art to face him and glared. If

taste really good Ashley!”

brow. She sat across from me, her blue eyes twinkling

shrugged.” It‘s the thought that counts. But it does taste good if you

worked into a small pout. “Now you‘re just being mean,” My eyes drop down to stare at my burnt cake. I poked it with the fork. Even the fork couldn‘t

into fits of laughter. “Oh come on guys take it easy

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