Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49
The ride back home is so calming with the soft
music playing in the background. Blake’s hand is
firmly placed on my bare thigh and occasionally
squeezes.
Today was perfect, the date was perfect, Blake was
perfect. I couldn’t help but smile as I recall the
way he insisted on washing me in the stream after
we made love.
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He was so gentle and caring and had not tried to
touch me inappropriately knowing that I was still
sore. He really was perfect,how did I end up so
lucky?
“What are you smiling at baby?” He questions.
I turn to stare at him and find him already staring
at me in adoration. I feel my cheeks heat up with a
blush and turn to stare back at the road.
“Watch the road please. “I mumble. Why was I shy
all of a sudden? There was no reason to be. I
certainly wasn’t at the waterfall.
“Are you shy right now Ley?” Amusement is thick
in his voice. I turn to stare at him and thankful
that he was at least looking at the road now. I
wouldn’t want to die when only just a few hours
ago I was in bliss.
“No I’m not.” I humph, noting that the sun was
already setting below the horizon. It casted a
golden glow that covered our frames. It made
Blake more handsome than he already was, like a
golden god.
“Then dare I ask what you were smiling at earlier?
You seem to be thinking about-“
“Shut up.” I grumble cutting him off. Whatever he
would have said next surely would’ve made me
redder than I am now.
“I was smiling at finally knowing your weakness.
You’re scared of centipedes.” I gloated.
I smirk at the memory of Blake screeching not so
manishly when a centipede had seemed to crawl
past us, beside his foot when we were walking
back to the cabin. I had never been more amused
or had laughed so hard my entire life.
“Don’t you dare let anyone know about this. Or
else I’d have to punish you and I’d enjoy that very
much.” His tone had taken a more husky one. I bet
he was thinking of very sinful things to do to me.
“Punish me how?” I questioned in a very sultry
tone. Even though I already knew it was
something to have me begging him to F*ck me.
Blake was unpredictable that I knew for sure. But I
do love to tease him, like now, I knew I had lit him
with desire.
“Well I do love your supple a*s, it is the best to
spank.” He takes his eyes off the road to stare at
me again.
“Then I’d Fck you until you won’t even remember
your name and your pretty as would no longer be
able to walk for days.” His words have a shudder
of pleasure rock through me.
I clench my thighs and he notices because a cocky
smirk etches on his face.
He turns back to face the road and squeezes my
thigh. “Relax baby, that’ll not happen only if you
don’t go around saying I’m terrified of centipedes.
Though I much rather you say it, it’ll give me an
excuse to F*ck the shit out of you.”
“You’re a horny idiot.” I giggle.
“Only for you baby.” I hear the sincerity in his
voice and I couldn’t help but let a tiny smile flutter
on my face.
Minutes pa*sed by and now we were slowing down
beside my house. It was already dark and the
lights inside my house were on. I wondered if
they’d be mad at me for being a bit tardy.
Blake parks the jeep and pulls up the windows. My
brows furrowed in confusion before I understood
what he’d been planning. He unbuckled my seat
belt and pulled me onto his lap. I gasp really not
expecting him to do it so swiftly.
With the tinted gla*s, no one would be able to see
what we were doing. Unless they walk towards the
front of the jeep and happen to see us in a very
inappropriate position.
Blake doesn’t waste a second, grip the back of my
head and pulls me down to his lips. I sighed into
the kiss, melting when he pries my lips open with
his tongue.
He was tasting every single corner of my mouth. I
was always submissive to him but I didn’t care. I
wanted him to dominate me, I crave it.
By the time we pulled away I was as breathless as
I was when Blake finally had thrust into me at the
waterfall. And even though I was sore, I wanted
nothing more but to make him have his way with
me, under him, on top, I don’t care as long as he’s
inside me.
I brush my thumb over his now more plump lips,
my eyes following the movement with hunger.
Hunger for him. “I love you.” I whispered. He rest
his forehead on mine.
“I love you too Ley.” He kisses the tip of my nose
before drawing back. “Now is best you enter inside
before your dad comes out of the house and kills
me.” He jokes.
I giggle. He was right, dad would throw a huge fit
and probably would make Blake marry me right
away if he saw us in this kind of position. I was still
his little girl in his eyes.
I moved off him and got back to the pa*senger’s
side. Opening the door I got out and turn back to
look at him. “Hey Blake.” I called for his attention
though he was already looking at me, well my
breast to be precise.
He looks up and has the audacity to look
embarra*sed at being caught staring at my tits.
“That was the best date ever.” I said honestly.
He smiles. “I’m happy you think so but baby I
don’t think you have anything to compare it to. It
could’ve been rather dull to someone else’s idea.”
It was my turn to smirk in cockiness. “Now who
says I don’t have anything to compare it to? I’ve
been on a date before Blake.” I drawled out and
closed the door.
He puts rolls down the gla*s, eyes seething in
jealousy. “Who was it?” He hisses.
I whistle and turn around to walk towards my
house, leaving him shouting my name. I smile and
open the door, turn around and waved him before
entering.
I close the door behind me and later hear the
sound of screeching tires. I prayed that he’d not
crash the car. Maybe I shouldn’t have teased him.
I sighed and looked around the house. Where was
everyone? Something was wrong, the air seem
tense. I could spot the light of the television and
walked to the living room, hoping there was
someone there.
As soon as I entered I spotted dad on the phone,
mom seated on the couch head lowered as if she
was sad and Arden looked lost, seated beside her.
“What’s wrong?” I whispered, already knowing I
would not like the answer.
Mom head lifts and she sighs sadly.
“Your dad got a call today that your grandma
Margaret hanged herself lastnight.”