Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
My heart is beating impossibly fast in my chest. The  anxiety I was fighting off a few seconds ago is swirling in my stomach. I look away from Ryan and find myself  staring at Blake. 

He’s already staring. His piercing blue eyes burned  through mine as we sat in silence. I fight the urge to look  at Stacy, already knowing she was murdering me with  her eyes. This will not end well. 
I could see him weigh his options, the internal struggle  he was currently having. With a shaky breath I force out.  ” Maybe I should go.” 
I could feel their eyes on me. I made a mental note to kill  Ryan for putting me in this position when we’re alone.  Yes I wanted to kiss Blake so bad, but not like this. I  wanted him to do it willingly, I want him to want me just  as bad as I want him. 
I get up to leave only to be stopped by the guy from  earlier. “You can’t leave until the game ends. We’ve  discussed this before, if you leave you get shaved bald.” 
 from my face.I sit down quickly. “You didn’t mention  going bald if I decided to leave.” I 
He then turns to Blake. “It’s either he hair, I’ll look like aunty Roro’s  pet Bruno if I go bald. I’m having a battle in my head,  weighing the consequences of what could happen if I  decide to the 
“What!!” Stacy roars. 
 eyes don’t show what he was really thinking. I was lost.  Maybe he just says over his  shoulder. I feel myself press my bum harder on the for a second and he brings his head 
 pushes a tendril of my inky black hair behind my ears.  His fingers graze the soft flesh of my neck sending 
“I  don’t think bald will look good on you Ley.” He teases  and trails his 
stopped breathing, stopped hearing as he  swiftly drew my face towards his. I could only let out a  shocked breath before feeling his 
close as he pulls me impossibly closer,  as if having my lips wasn’t enough. He sucked in my  bottom lip earning a gasp from me. This wasn’t like the  books 
I tried to mimic his movements, loving the way he nipped  the flesh of my lips. I find my hands moving from my  pockets to thread my fingers through his soft hair. 
My mind is cloudy, unable to think of anything but him at  the moment. The way he took my lips with his, it was like  he couldn’t get enough, branding me, marking me until  he was in my veins. 
I couldn’t hear anyone around me anymore, I couldn’t  think anymore. Everything was Blake and I loved it. His  tongue snakes out and licks the seam of my lips. A tingle  starts in its wake and I find myself parting my lips further  so he could sneak his tongue in. 
A sigh of pleasure leaves my lips when his tongue rasp  against the smooth surface of my teeth to dip into my  mouth. I could feel how wet I became, how damp my  panties were by the way his tongue tangled with mine in  a slow dance. 
He tasted divine and by the groan that escaped his lips I  could only hope that he was enjoying this just as much  as I was. He pulls my head closer if it were possible and  angled his head to allow his tongue to go in deeper. 
It feels like an eternity until I feel him being yanked away  from me. I open my eyes quickly to see Stacy dragging  him away from me. “It has been two minutes.” She  hisses glaring at him then me. 
But he doesn’t acknowledge her, instead his eyes are  focused on me. His darkened eyes dip to stare at my lips  and a tiny smirk crawls on his face. 
My eyes trail down from his heated eyes to his lips,  loving the way it looked red and raw from my kisses. I  did that. And I loved every single second of it.