Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Ashley‘s par 
“I! “istuttermil, cheeks now stained with patches of scarlet 
My eyes tall to the now empty box that once had those books scattered on 
Blake‘s bed safely inside I had inced that huge box under the bed months ago 
Left their not knowing that one day my husband would lose his memory and sleep here. I had completely forgotten about them. 
When I don‘t answer him, partly because I was embarrassed and the other part, well let‘s just say I remembered when we literally fucked like the characters in the book, he continues 
“He pushed deep, deeper than her other lovers. He felt huge stretching her walls, she couldn‘t take it anymore and asked him no, pleading with him to fuck her harder.” 
“Okay enough.” I muttered beyond embarrassed and saunter over to him. 
He laughs outstretching one hand to stop me while the other held the book higher, away from my reach. “Wait wait I‘m not done.” He laughs. 
I huffed dropping my bag on the floor while I tried and failed to grasp the book. Even with heels on he still was much taller than 1. Curse my height. 
“Blake.” I whined feeling mortified. My heart pounded in my chest like a drum that didn‘t have any certain rhythm. 
His blue eyes twinkle as he chuckles with mirth. “And he did, thrusting more brutally into her heated pussy. She mewled, scratching his back, taking his hard huge cock into her. Slick with sweat he bent to taste her and –” He stops dropping his eyes to mine. a swift move he captures my hand and pulled me to him. My eyes widen as were eye level, his blue we tried those scenes before?” The way his tone took on a husky and heavy one made me know that 

body overheated. I peered at him beneath my lashes knowing he loved when I did and bit my bottom to the side. “Why? Did you 
voice but I was too occupied with clenching not innocent anymore, Blake made 
my lips in hunger. I was rejoicing in my head knowing that I still had an effect on him even without 
1/3 on a tone heavy regions throb me, on top and all the positions those characters did.” He admitted and licked 
now hardened nipples brushing against the material of the bra. “Then to answer your previous question, yes we did recreate those scenes in the 
then like being struck by lightning starts beating uncontrollably. Did he just bluntly put it out there that he wants to fuck me? Like right now? Is this a good idea 
racing through my head, I stay still waiting for his lips on mine. They were dangerously close, parted already to take mine. His darken blue eyes stared into my own, gauging my reaction. When he doesn‘t see that I backed in shock Blake stares at eachother yet. I didn‘t think we could after what almost happened a few This time I can identify that the jolting back to reality he shakes his head then lifts 
“I should probably go see what he wants.” He mutters like he didn‘t want to stop what we were about to do. Like he was disappointed that we were disturbed. 

I nodded and smiled softly. “You should.” I said, already knowing why Ace was here. We had planned to surprise Blake by bringing over his black jeep back. When he usually leaves for deployment, he leaves his jeep in his parents garage since Ace loves to use it. He couldn‘t drive yet of course since his head still hasn‘t healed completely but we hoped that seeing the black jeep could jolt back some of his memories. 
Blake nods and walks out of the door, leaving me staring at the scattered books on his bed. 
I bring my hand to my mouth, touching my lips with my fingers softly and sighed. Just one brush of our lips nearly made me go insane. I giggled like a damn high school girl finally getting her crushe‘s attention. I sighed, dropping my hands and bent down to pull the empty box closer to me. 1 
I began packing the books back inside neatly all the while bringing my fingers to my lips occasionally and smiling like I had lost my mind. 
I struggled while pushing the now filled box underneath the bed. When I was done, I picked up my discarded bag, walked out of the room and headed to mine so I can literally throw the bag towards the bed. I fell ungracefully on the floor with a thud at my failed attempt at aiming. 1 
“I‘ll pick you up later.” I promised. 
I swear pushing that heavy box back under the bed took all my energy to do anything else. Closing the door I headed downstairs to see what the men were up to. 
Ace is the first to lift his head when he hears me approaching. 
“Ashley, would you please remind my son that he hasn‘t completely healed and he can‘t drive as yet?” Ace chuckled. 
My eyes narrow as Blake turns to me sheepishly while scratching the back of his head. “It‘s just to drive over to my parents and come back.” 
“Your doctor had been very strict when he suggested that you should not drive until you are cleared to. So no.” I fold my arms under my breast. He groans lowly. “Are you my wife or my mother?” I scowled. “Both if you don‘t stop acting like a baby.” He grins, blue eyes flickering with amusement. “Was that one of our role plays as well?”