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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 32


Chapter 32 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
“F*ck.” He groans and palms me through my  pajama pants. I was sure that the wetness had  now soaked through my shorts. My body reacts to  his heated palm pressing into me and I start to roll  my hips,wanting more. 
One of his fingers pushed more into me until I  could feel it on my  core. I gasp and grip his arm.  The only thing preventing him from entering me  was the material of the shorts and my panty. His  eyes are dark, hungry as he eats up at the sight of  me turned on by him. 
“You’re already soaked bambina.” He grunts  pressing his finger more into me. I wiggle around  wanting more as I suck my bottom lip between my  teeth. His eyes follow the action in undeniable  hunger. 
“I want to taste you so F*cking bad.” He hisses  then reaches up to take off my jacket in one go. 
I’m stunned at the swift action but moan when it sends a shock through my stomach until it settles  in my pussy. That was hot. I want more. 
“Blake.” I whined. My body was hot, overheated. I  needed him so bad. 
He smirks. “You’re a needy girl aren’t you Ley?” He  chuckles. I glare at him, not caring that I was  indeed acting like a needy girl. 
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of that.” He comes  forward, his lips brushing against my ear. “I’ll  make sure you know exactly who that sweet pussy  of yours belong to.” He groans and bites my  earlobe. 
My heart pounds and my pussy throbs at his  words. It does belong to you Blake, always had.  “Then what are you waiting for?” I moan, pushing  my chest forward until my breast press against his  heated flesh. 
and it felt oddly  nice. Was it disgusting that I wanted it on my bare 

in the curve of my neck and licks. I  shiver and moan 
circles them on my bundle of nerves. I  sucked in a sharp breath and tangle my 
then nips. I  tug 
more than he  was already. My legs tremble slightly when couldn’t help but let out a moan. His fingers  quickly go to  has my pussy clenching and creating more 
my folds  but doesn’t go all the way in. He pulls it out and  circles that same finger at the entrance of my core.  I part  and I let out a loud moan when he pushes the hit my neck in a delicious way and I  couldn’t help but 
then licks away the  sting. His head draws back from my neck and he 
it starts to tingle so 
hand he held my waist comes into my hair and  tangles into  he wanted because in a swift move he molds our  lips. I groan as 
sweet taste of him distracted me until I felt a  slight pain in between my thighs. It was Blake’s  long finger that drove 
his lap feeling stretched from just his  one finger. He pulls out a tad bit then pushes 
slick with my juices pulls  out. I stare at the long finger that was 
legs tremble when he pushes it back in my  core. Just his one finger was stretching me out and  it felt like 
It was a tad bit uncomfortable so I wiggled around  to see if it would help. And it does because now all  I could feel was pleasure as his finger pushes deep  inside of me. 

“That’s right baby, ride my finger.” Blake gasp out  as he pumps his finger into my core. 
I hadn’t even realized that I was indeed riding his  finger. My moans were uncontrollable as they  came one after the other as Blake pleasures me. 
His eyes are directly staring into my own. I could  tell he was enjoying the sight of me. 
His breathing was harsh as he continues to torture  my pussy. I feel my legs tremble when he  suddenly curls his finger hitting a sensitive spot. 
I was about to cum, I could feel it as my stomach  tightens and my pussy tightens around his finger  until it was almost difficult for him to pull out. 
“F*ck.” He groans and with one final thrust of his  finger I was screaming in pleasure as I rode my  orgasm. 
I could feel my pussy suck in his finger, not  wanting to let him go as I tremble into his arms.  After I was done I slumped on his chest, resting  my head on his shoulder, tired and spent. He slips  out his finger and fixes my  clothes back into place. 
I pull back and watch as he pulls the finger that  was glistening with my juices into his mouth. He  closes his eyes in pleasure and groans. 
“So Fcking good.” He grunts and opens his heated  eyes. ”And all Fcking mine.” He finishes. I feel  myself begin to throb again. 
Suddenly there is a knock on the door, startling us  both. My eyes widen as I realize that I had just let  Blake finger me in a crowded gym. And I loved  every single second of it. 

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