Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 44

I’ve been jumping rope for more than twenty

minutes. In between I took a couple of breaks. I

slump down on the mat exhausted beyond belief.

My muscles ache, screaming at me in hatred for

putting them through this torture. Maybe Blake

was right, I am out of shape.

My stomach is flat on the mat, the thin sweat on

my skin coating it without being able to penetrate.

My cheek pressed into the navy blue mat as I pant

for air. Blake slumps down beside me and pokes

my sides. I groan not being able to move.

“You’re not dying are you?” He joked but I can

hear the tinge of seriousness in his tone.

I glare at him, not liking that he was finding this

amusing. “I’m glad you find this amusing.” I said

sarcastically and turned my head away from him.

He laughs at my childishness. I’m staring at the

huge boxing ring in the middle of the room.

I remember seeing Blake fight for the first time

and instead of being frightened or disgusted I

found it enjoyable to watch. I’m staring at it in

longing, wondering when I’ll be able to actually

train inside. When I’ll be able to box.

My thoughts are cut off by the firm slap on my

a*s. Blake’s hand leaves a sting and I gasp,

turning to face him. “You’re not ready for that ring

yet bambina, you have a lot of work to do. ” He

smirks and stands up.

I narrowed my eyes and turn over until my back

was now pressed to the mat. “Did you seriously

have to slap my butt to tell me that?”

He smirks. “Then what would be the fun in that if I

hadn’t? I much rather slap your little taut a*s than

only speaking to get your attention.” He winks

then gets serious. “Now time for sit-ups.”

My eyes widen and I puffed out an exhausted

breath. “But I haven’t rested for five minutes yet.”

I moan in complaint.

Blake’s eyes darken as he stares me down. “Don’t

make that sound again unless I’m deep inside you

or pleasuring you with my mouth and fingers.” He

warns then stoops down beside me. It takes

everything in me to stop the way my body reacts

to his words.

He raises his brow. “Now start.”

I rolled my eyes and began doing sit-ups. By the

time I was done, I was spread out on the mat like

a dying starfish. The muscles in my stomach

burned like they were lit on fire. Hair that got

loosened out of the ponytail from jumping is now

stuck to my sweaty forehead like a second skin.

Blake is beside me, holding a towel and a bottle of

water. My heart is racing from doing so many

things that I wasn’t accustomed to. “My muscles

are on fire.” I breathed out.

“Good then that means it’s working.” Blake states

and throws the towel on my face.

I sit up and peel the towel away from my sweaty

skin. My muscles groan in protest as I do so. I turn

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my forehead. “You know you’re not going easy on

me. ” And I loved that. I didn’t want him to treat

me like a fragile doll.

He grins and hands me the bottle of water. “Why

would I? I need my girl to be able to protect

herself when needed to be. I can’t exactly achieve

that if I treat you like a piece of cake.”

I raise a brow.”A piece of cake?” I push the bottle

to my mouth and start gulping down the water like

I was in the desert for ages.

A tiny mischievous grin forms at the corner of his

lips. “Yes, a piece of cake. I wouldn’t achieve

anything if I’d eat you out like a piece of cake

every minute.”

I choked on the water, finally realizing what he

meant. Blake is quick to tap my back as I force the

water out of my lungs. When I finally recovered I

sent him an accusing glare. “Do you always have

to make a sexual comment?”

He shrugs. “I enjoy teasing you and letting you

know exactly how I feel. Too bad you didn’t get it

before.”

“How was I supposed to know that you liked me

to? You had many girlfriends parading around!” I

defend.

“First of all, they weren’t my girlfriends, they were

just girls I slept around with. And second of all,

how could you not know I was in love with you?! I

treated you like you were my girlfriend Ashley,

everyone saw this except for you. Even Ryan

knew!” He grumbles.

I scowled. “Yeah like sleeping around makes me

feel so much better. You used those girls Blake

when you could’ve simply told me how you felt. For

God sake I was in love with you too back then and

still am now! Treating me like your girlfriend when

you were with other girls didn’t really rea*sure me

that you wanted me in that way.” I hissed.

He sighs.” I admit that I was going at it the wrong

way. I should’ve confessed my feelings a long time

ago. But it’s better late than never, I’m not making

that mistake again. I want you Ashley and I’m not

letting you go.”

“You promise?” My tone had now gone soft.

“I promise.” His voice is thick with honesty as his

eyes flickers down to my lips.”I want to take you

out on a date.”

The words fly out of his mouth so fast that I wasn’t

expecting it. I start to choke on my saliva, shocked

that he’d just asked me out on a date.

“Why do you seem so shocked?” He questions in

confusion after tapping my back.

” I just wasn’t expecting you to ask me out on a

date.” I admit after catching my breath.

He raised his brow. “Why is this a shock, we’re

together aren’t we? Unless you have someone

else-“

I shook my head. “God no, I don’t want anyone

else. It’s just this whole relationship thing is new

to me. Sometimes I feel like it’s just a dream that

we’re together and at any moment I could just

wake up and we’d be back as, friends.” I admit and

looked away from him.

“Sometimes it feels like a dream for me too.” He

starts. I turn to face him, his eyes are already on

me, watching me in admiration and love.

It makes my pulse race. “A F*cking beautiful

dream that I never want to wake up from.”

He moves so quick that I didn’t even realize he

was just a breath away from me. Face millilitres

away, lips parted and so close that I could already

taste his minty breath.

His fingers come to tangle in my hair, tugging out

my ponytail until my hair falls over my shoulder in

thick loose curls.

He draws my head forward and captures my lips

into a slow and pa*sionate kiss. I could feel all his

emotions pouring out and I was sure he could feel

mine. When we finally pulled away to catch our

breaths, we were panting like we had run a

marathon.

His forehead is pressed on to my own, his eyes

closed like he was enjoying this moment.” Feel

that?” He asks and opens his eyes.

Blue meets green and we stare. Love reflecting in

our eyes. “This isn’t a dream, this is reality. We’re

in each other’s arms and nothing can pull us away.

This is meant to be Ash, I know you could feel it

too. We are meant to be.”

I nod in agreement and lift my hand to brush my

thumb over his soft pillowy lips.They were red from

my kisses.God I love him. “So when’s the date?” I

smile.

He grins. “This Saturday and before you say that

you don’t want anyone to find out about us yet,

I’m rea*suring you that no one will see us. It’ll just

be the two of us far away from prying eyes.”

I like the sound of that.