Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
“Turn to page 52-” The teacher’s voice is drowned  out as I worry about Arden. 
Was he okay? Did they call mom and dad?  Questions upon questions keep floating in my mind  making me all the more anxious. 
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“Hey you okay?” Blake’s hot breath hits the side of  my neck bringing me out of my thoughts. The  double school desk and  chair made it possible to  be this close to him. 
So close that I could feel the heat radiating off of  him. It made me want to snuggle closer to him.We  were seated at the far back away from prying  eyes. No one paid attention to us since they were  busy reading whatever Miss Livia requested. 
“I’m just worried about Arden.” I mumble turning  to face him. Our lips are so close that if I move a  bit we’d basically be kissing. It’s tempting but  surely not appropriate or a good idea since we  were currently in cla*s. 
His blue eyes flicker down to my parted lips. I was  sure he was thinking the same thing. “Stop  worrying before you get wrinkles on that beautiful  face of yours. ” He smiles and rubs his thumb over  the skin of my forehead. “Besides, Arden can  handle himself pretty well.” 
I smile and nodded. He was right, Arden can  handle himself, always have. 
Hopefully his  punishment would not be extreme. Because surely  he’d not get off the hook when he goes home. 
Grey and Mr Reed, do y’all have anything to  add to the cla*s?” Miss Livia asks loud enough to  gain everyone’s attention. Blake and I pull 
 whilst others looked jealous. I shake my head. “No  miss.” I answered her pending question. Her lips  thin into a frown as she glares at the two 
and neck and settle  on my cheeks. 
work!” She roars mention not gain Miss Livia’s  attention. “Page 52. We’re supposed to read 
opened the book and flipped through the  pages until I reached page 52. I had just finished  reading the first circles on the  soft skin of my thigh. The dress I wore makes 

dress. I sucked in a sharp breath and  squeezed my legs together. A futile way to stop  him from 
crooked grin etched on his face. A  pencil between his teeth as he pretends to be focus  on the hissed quietly. I really didn’t want  anyone to know what 
relief to find her too focused on the task  of grading the papers to notice what was going on  in her cla*s. Blake’s head turns to face me and lip to stifle the moan that  nearly to do to me. I couldn’t help it,  he made me 
through the thin material of my panties. I  was already so wet for him and I knew it shocked 
I look around us, thanking the heavens that  everyone was too engrossed at their task to care  about us right now. His fingers tease my slit  through my panties before slipping into the  material to touch my bare pussy. 
I’m left gasping for air as my heart pace increases.  I clench the end of the desk tightly as he starts  rubbing his finger on my clit. I’m soaking his  fingers with my juices and he loves it by the way  he clenches his jaw. 
I’m biting my lip so roughly that I’m drawing blood  but I do not care. I wanted to feel him. He starts  rubbing my clit furiously before plunging a finger  into my tight opening before I could even blink. 
I flinch away, not expecting the swift move but  relax when I get used to the large digit inside of  me. He’s now staring at me in desire as he licks 
his  bottom lip. I’m shaking as he finger Fcks me in  clas and all I could do was bite my lip to stifle the  moans of pleasure. 
My hips roll as I ride his hand, wanting more. He  curls his finger inside me and it’s enough to throw  me over the edge. I slump on the desk and bite  the skin of my forearm to stop the scream of  pleasure. 
I squeezed my thighs shut as my pussy clamped  on his finger, milking him. 
He groans lowly in hunger. I’m panting as I lift  myself off the desk and unclench my legs to let  him pull his finger out. I stare at him wide eyed 

when he pulls it to his mouth and starts to suck my  juices off his fingers. 
“Always taste so F*cking good.” He whispers lowly  and winks before going back to reading the book  like he hadn’t just made me orgasm. 
I’m left breathing harsh as I tried to understand  what I had just done, what we had just done. I  just let Blake finger me in cla*s.