Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 

“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.

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 away  completely.

shake my head. “No  miss.” I answered her pending question. Her lips

I requested and stop talking!” She

feeling heat crawl up my neck and settle  on my cheeks. Flaming red

the rest of you mind y’all  business and get to work!” She roars and goes  back to

mention again?” I asked

chuckles lowly as to not gain Miss Livia’s  attention. “Page 52. We’re

 reading the first paragraph when a warm big hand  settles down firmly on my upper

 waves as his thumb rubs innocent circles on the  soft skin of my thigh. The dress I wore makes it  really easy for

opening  of my dress. I sucked in

and turn to face him. He has a  mischievous crooked grin etched on his face. A  pencil between his teeth as he pretends to be focus

 anyone to know what was

too focused on the task  of grading the papers to

my bottom lip to stifle the moan that  nearly pa*ses through my lips when his fingers  finally touch

to  whatever he wanted to

 was already so wet

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