Chapter 21
My breathing is coming in short pants as I stared at Blake through half closed eyes. He seems to be satisfied with the smile on his glistening lips that was coated with my juices. He licks it and moans softly. He gets up and fixes my panty back into place.
“Did you see her today? I mean kissing a guy who’s taken is such a low move.” A girl says in disgust.
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“Yes she’s such a slut.” Another responds.
I feel myself come back down to earth and felt horrified. They were talking about me. Shame and humiliation stream through my body. I couldn’t believe that I had let Blake do something so intimate to me. I couldn’t believe that I let my best friend eat me out.
I fix my dress quickly all the while Blake watches my actions.The bathroom door opens. “What are you guys doing here? Aren’t you guys supposed to be in practice?” A voice I was so familiar with hisses.
“Shut up Rosalie, you’re not the captain.” One of the girl’s argues in a nasally voice.
“You can thank God I’m not, or else you both would be off the team.” Rosalie snaps. Her voice was getting really close and both Blake and I stiffened.
Luckily she opens the stall beside ours. I breathed a sigh of relief, brushing my palm over my chiffon dress.
“Bitch.” One mumbles before I hear their departing footsteps. When I hear the soft thud of the door closing shut I hurriedly get out of the stall. I didn’t care if Blake followed me.
I hated that I loved it, I hated that I didn’t feel disgusting. My fingers wrap around the metal doorknob only to have Blake’s much larger hand stop me. “Move your hand.” I hissed lowly as to not have Rosalie hear us.
His head dips in the crook of my neck as he whispers in a hushed voice. “Why are you running away, didn’t you enjoy it?” He questions. It comes out so soft and vulnerable that I knew I must’ve hurt him somehow.
Then I remember that I was the one who should be hurt.He was the one who’s playing with my emotions knowing he was taken. I turn around and glared at him. “We can’t do this Blake.” My eyes soften as I see the pained look in his eyes. “Please.” I whispered.
My heart hurts painfully. I knew things wouldn’t be the same between us. Everything has changed and there was no going back.
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