Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Blake’s pov

The realization is like a powerful blow, one I wasn‘t expecting.

“Blake?” She calls out snapping me out of the trance but her voice brought me to another memory. I was no longer in the bathroom helping clean off the eggs from her face. I found myself on a sidewalk, walking. But I wasn’t alone.

“Come on dude I saw the way you looked at her.” Ryan jokes pushing my shoulders playfully. I turned to glare at him and righted myself. Ryan looked to be the age of fourteen which led me to believe that I was the same age.

“What are you talking about man?” I asked. I was kidding myself by acting like I didn’t know what he was referring to, in fact who he was referring to.

Ryan lets out a loud groan, kicking a pebble with his sneaker cladded foot.” You’re so fucking annoying, acting like you don’t know what I’m talking about. Well okay you’ll play the confusion game and I’ll refresh your memory.” He laughs.

I rolled my eyes, adjusting the straps of my bag. “Remember Jimmy right? Booger eating Jimmy, who sits in the back and stares at little Ash like a lovesick puppy?” 1

I stiffen already knowing what he was getting at. I didn’t answer and continued to walk. He laughs knowing he was irritating me. Again why am I friends with this jackass?

“Of course you remember Jimmy, how could you forget when you warned him off of your little Ley hours ago.” He roars with laughter. “You made the poor guy pee his pants. I felt bad for him. But I mostly feel bad for Ley because you have your ugly eyes set on her.” I turned to him, fuming as I punched his shoulder. “What are you getting at asshole?” I spat. He hissed rubbing where I had punched. “You know exactly what I mean Blake. I saw the way you looked at her when she went to help Jimmy. You were jealous, seething while she helped him to the bathroom and went to ask around for clothes for him.” He snorted, stepping away from me in case I threw another punch

“You love her man! That explains the glares you send towards the boys who talk to Ashley, you even glare at the male teachers.” He laughs.

“I do not glare at anyone.” I grumble.

You didn’t deny that

stairs. Ryan in front laughing. “I bet you she’s reading

a soft laugh. “No

follow closely behind him. My eyes fall

that stains her cheeks. She fixes her glasses and looks at us with embarrassment as she presses her

I forced it out, feeling guilty for

you even call Stacy your girlfriend when sex had now become a chore and not very fulfilling? Not only that, Stacy and I were far opposites. They said opposites attract but in our case that was further from the truth.

soft mattress. “I’m jealous of your bed.” He groans and stretches further until his hands hit her thigh. I forced down the bitter jealousy. It‘s been years yet my feelings for her keep growing instead of diminishing. I stared at her. She looked flustered. Like she had just been caught doing something naughty. The thought is amusing. Her eyes snap to mine and my heart leaps. Damn with just one look she has my heart stuttering. She quickly snaps her eyes away looking more flushed than usual. What could possibly……my eyes

grasp the book Big emphasis on trying.

picturing Ley beneath me as I thrust into her core. This time I don’t feel the guilt as my eyes drop to hers. My brows raise in amusement but

the parking lot and

to my side. Ashley looks beyond nervous as if she was contemplating is to hide in a hole or something else “You know you should try to loosen up, it’s not like they

she really have to be this beautiful? I sling my arm over her shoulder, pulling her soft warm body to mine. “Come on,” I urge, pulling her along with me. Her body fit so right beside

and placed inside another. Where

I‘m so happy you‘re my bestfriend, no one would dare tell or do me shit knowing they‘d face you.” He chuckles. I rolled my eyes. Christian runs towards us and gives us a fist bump. “My dudes truth or dare starts in a couple of minutes,

turns to me,smirking. “Truth or dare huh?

I sighed walking back towards the kitchen. Ryan chuckles. “What if I dare you to kiss someone tonight? Well if the bottle happens to land on you.” My brows furrowed.” Dude what the fuck are you on about?” I should’ve gotten used to Ryan by now honestly.He was slowly losing it. “What if I spin the bottle and it lands on you, would you be okay to go with any dare?” He asked. I highly

chicken out of

playing with fire. Why was I now praying for the bottle to land on me? I should definitely sit opposite to him just in case. The memory fades and I‘m now staring up at Ashley. Her cheeks are flushed as she presses her palm to her lips to suppress the moans as I slid my tongue along her drenched core. I moaned, closing

wanted to stay in that memory? I’m harshly