Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 17


    I sucked in a sharp breath, my heart began to  hammer behind my breast. Uncontroble. ke


    presses his fingers more into the flesh of my waist.


    Heat emanates from the pads of his fingers into  the material of the dress I had chosen to wear until  it


    reaches my flesh.


    My lower region responds quickly and I feel my  vagina clench in anticipation. I desperately fought  to


    prevent myself from rubbing my thighs together  to relieve the sudden pleasurable ache.


    “I can’t stop thinking about the way you taste.” He  continues to whisper. The hand that was on my


    waist travels down until it was close, almost  touching my inner thigh.


    He was so close, so close to where I really wanted  him to touch. I could feel a sudden bump pressing


    into my back. I knew it was his cock and just the  thought of him turned on by me pleases me so  much


    that a low moan slips out.


    “I can’t stop thinking about the way you  responded. The way you felt. I want more.” He  groans and


    pushes his front more into me until I  could feel his length. He felt hard, big and long  against my back.


    My hands itch to touch him  through his jeans.


    My head is clouded with him, I couldn’t think  properly. The hand I was cutting the frog shakes


    ufortably.


    My eyes dip to stare at his hand that was  dangerously close to my feminine regions. My  breathing


    comes in rough pants at the sight.Seeing  his big hand close to where I wanted him to touch  suddenly


    made me feel hot all over. His fingers  were inches away from where I desperately want  him. Just a


    little more.


    Never would I have thought that ke and I would  ever be in this position. Yes he always teased me


    and made sexual jokes but ke was always hard  to read. Like now, I didn’t know if he was being


    serious or was ying around. But this wasn’t the  same, it was different, too intimate.


    But the hard bulge pressing on to my back makes  me think otherwise. Maybe he was serious, maybe


    ke does want more.


    Then my eyes snap up when I hear a sudden  screech from a blonde girl on one of the tables  before


    us. She seemed to be terrified of the  creature she was dissecting.


    Her blonde hair reminds me of a certain someone.  Someone who wouldn’t be pleased if she saw us in


    this position. Guilt crawls in my stomach until it  envelops my entire body. Everyone was right, I  was a


    slut for making ke touch me this way  knowing he has a girlfriend. I should be disgusted.


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    My grip on the knife tightens as I finally get out of  the daze. “ke stop, Stacy.” I breathed out. Upon


    hearing her name he freezes and moves away  from me abruptly. I miss his warmth but I knew I  had


    to stop this before it escted.


    Yes I love ke and him finally showing interest  was all I ever wanted, but not like this. Not when  he


    had a girlfriend. And just by his swift actions of  pulling away from me, I knew he was still with her.  Did


    you think he’d leave her for you? Just because  you guys kissed? It was just a dare remember? My


    inner voice taunts.


    “Ley-“


    “Stop.” I whispered, clenched my eyes shut. “Just  let’s forget it ever happened.” I breathed out then


    opened my eyes back. I could feel his eyes on me,  feel his burning stare but I refused to look at him.


    Instead I focus on dissecting the frog.


    “Ley-” He starts again, his voice is now heavy with  what I presume as guilt.


    “Sorry I’mte sir, my dog died!” Ryan shouts as  he enters the *sroom. He bangs the door hard


    enough to have the hinges shake from the force.


    You don’t even have a dog.


    Mr. Simon jolts awake, ring at Ryan who  interrupted his sleep. “There’s no excuse for  tardiness


    Ryan.” He grumbles in a harsh voice.”  You’ve missed more than half the *s.” An  unpleasant scowl


    etched on his face.


    How would you know if he missed half the *s  when you were too busy sleeping?


    Ryan waves him off and walks over to the back. A  smile stretches on his face when he spots me.


    Then a frown creases his forehead when he notices  the invisible tension between ke and I.


    Sliding beside Kiana, he turns to face me and  sends me a questioning look. With an awkward  smile I


    turn away from him. I was embarra*sed  that I would’ve let ke do whatever he nned  to do to me,


    knowing he belonged to another.


    I hear ke sigh beside me but doesn’t try to  speak to me again. Instead he reaches for the  knife and


    starts cutting up his frog. I didn’t know if  to be disappointed by his dismissal or be happy  that he didn’t


    try to engage me in a conversation.


    I was right. It was toote to go back to how it  was between us. Something changed.


    “What the F*ck are we supposed to do with this  shit?!” Ryan questions in a hushed tone to Kiana. I


    bite my lip to suppress myughter. I knew Ryan  was disgusted by anything that looked slimy.


    “We have to dissect-” Kiana doesn’t get to finish  because Ryan starts hurling directly on the dead  frog.


    I winced and drop the knife on the table.


    “Shit.” ke says beside me.


    Another retch from Ryan and I became worried.  Everyone’s attention is on him, including Mr.  Simon


    who doesn’t look at all pleased. The smell of  vomit is smothering. I strut over to Ryan but  before I


    could reach beside him Mr. Simon stops  me.


    “No one go near him!” He hisses walking over to  Ryan with a metal trash can.


    My teeth grit together in anger.” He’s sick, I want  to check if he’s alright.” I say through clenched  teeth.


    Pushing the metal trash can into Ryan’s  hands roughly, Mr. Simon turns to me.


    “He’s fine.” He says then turns to Ryan. “Go to the  nurse.” He urges pushing Ryan slightly.


    Ryan looks up from the trashcan and smiles. “I’m  fine guys jus-” He throws up and starts for the  door.


    I breathed out an angry breath and head  back over to my table.


    After the door closes behind Ryan, everyone goes  back to their task. I’m left worried about Ryan  while


    ke is still beside me. Too close than  necessary.


    I could feel the heat emanating from his body. The  little hairs on his arms brush against my smooth


    skin, leaving tingles in its wake. He didn’t have to  really do much to make me weak.


    “We need to talk after *s Ley.” ke says  beside me. He was right, we do need to talk  eventually.


    But it was time for me to admit that I  was afraid where this conversation would lead to.


    I was afraid I’d sumb to his advances like I  knew I would. So I settled to not answer him and


    continue my work. I wasn’t ready and I don’t think  I’ll ever be.