Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Two months. Two months since Blake and I have been dating. I  can surely say that I loved him more every single day that  pa*ses. Could I ever grow tired of his kisses, his heated touches?  Probably not. 

With each kiss or touch, it felt like the first time all over again.  The only thing that was sucking the joy out of the relationship  was that we still had not let anyone know about what was going  on between us two. Except for Arden, Rosalie and Ryan.  

“You’re getting good!” Blake praised as I jabbed my fist at the  punching bag.  

I pant throwing punch after punch.  

I suddenly feel Blake’s presence behind me. His hands hold  either side of my waist and halt my actions. I breathed out  feeling tingles race up my spine.  

“Always keep your spine straight.” He breathes out beside my  ears.  

I listen to his instructions and almost whine when he lets me go.  “Legs apart baby.” He says now beside me.  

I nod and do as told. I start to hit the bag again after he gives  me the go. Blake had been training me every single day after  school.  

My muscles had grown used to the torturous training and now I  barely felt a sting when I do push ups.  

I also had been in the ring with him a couple of times and learnt  different techniques. He was an excellent teacher. It was know  wonder he was the best fighter down here. 

“You know if you keep looking at me like that while I’m  punching the bag, it’ll distract me.” I say between punches. Jab  Jab.  

“What? So I can’t look at my sexy girlfriend punching the living  shit out of the punching bag?” Blake’s voice is playful and holds  a tinge of desire.  

My lower stomach clenches.  

“You know how it always ends.” I give him a side look and smirk  when he sends me a longing look. He was aroused, I could just  feel it already.  

His voice turns deep. “Yeah I do. With you beneath me, calling  out my name while I fill you with my cock over and over.” He  grunts and reaches over to stop the bag.  

I halt my actions and turn to face him. Raising an amused brow  when he sends me an impatient stare. I obviously was turned on  too but I love to tease him. I hated to admit it but when I do, he  F*cks me harder.  

“Did you want something?” I asked innocently, looking at him  beneath my lashes and bite my bottom lip. It draws out a groan  from his mouth as he eats up the sight of me.  

I remove the gloves wrapped around my hands and let them fall  to the mat. “Yeah you.” He hisses, dips his fingers in the  opening of my sports bra and uses it to bring me forward. Right  to his awaiting lips. 

I moan, parting my lips to let his tongue in. Blake loves to taste  every single inch of me and that always made me pool even  more between my legs.  

I gasp when his palms come to mold my as before hoisting me  up. I swiftly wrap my legs around him and moan loud when he  slaps my as.” You have a sexy a*s.” He grunts on my parted lips.  

“So I’ve been told.” I giggled. Ofcourse it was only Blake who  had ever said that to me but knowing him, he’d think it was  other guys. I was right because as soon as the words left my lips  he stopped.  

He pulls away and narrows his eyes dangerously. “By whom?” He nearly roars. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and dip my  head to the crook of his neck. “Only by you, idiot.” I grumble  nipping at his skin.  

He sighs in relief and I feel us move. I was too focus on kissing  and licking at his neck to care where he was taking us. I am  lowered down on the mat with him coming on top of me,  settling between my thighs.  

I pull away and notice that he’d brought us behind the boxing  ring where no one would see us if they entered.  

“I know you don’t want anyone to see us F*cking. I also don’t  want anyone walking on your sexy naked body.” He grumbles  answering my silent question. 

He dips his head in the crook of my neck and kisses the way to  the top of my breast and bites. I moan arching my back. His  fingers skim over my body before settling in between my thighs  to rub my pussy.  

His palms come to rest on my hips and squeezes. “So my little  Ley is going to ride my cock.” He smirks and glides his palms to  mold my as. “Now that’ll be Fcking hot.” He grunts slapping my  a*s.