Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Big Energy

The bed was incredibly soft.

Aaron, on the other hand, incredibly hard.

He sat over me with his knees at my sides, looking down into my eyes while he slowly undressed. Just a glimpse at the waistband of his underwear was enough to send me into a haze.

He was so f*cking s*xy.

He didn’t have much body hair, giving a clear view of his toned chest, well-defined muscles, and I knew it!-six-pack abs. His body would put male models everywhere to shame.

Aaron leaned down to stare at me. One hand rested on the side of my face, while the other got to work skillfully un- buttoning my top. The slowed pace made me deeply regret my choice of clothes.

Once it was finally undone, he glanced down at my body and paused. When his eyes met mine again, they were filled with lust.

Underneath my shirt-dress, I was only wearing a skin-tight camisole. I’d borrowed Cinder’s brand new silk halter top. It was white with black lace trim, with an extremely low neckline to accentuate my bust. Through the thin material, you could clearly make out the pink of my nipples. The hem was barely long enough to cover my panties.

I watched his Adam’s apple bob and felt a hand slide around my waist, gently tickling through the fabric. He asked

in a h**se voice, “Is this alright?”

I held my tongue, biting my bottom lip. My hand was weakly pressed against his chest. It was too hot. He was too hot. Hot and hard. My heart pounded in my chest, and when I felt Aaron’s racing under my fingertips, I couldn’t help but

moan.

He didn’t bother lifting my skirt, instead slipping his hand under the fabric. It came to a tantalizing stop at my breasts, his long index finger tracing my curves, sending a shiver down my spine.

I caught his hand, my breath unsteady. “Stop teasing me.

Please.”

to have sex, not

his eyebrows slightly. Then he took my wrist in his free hand, dragged it up his leg and along his inner thigh, and

lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered in my ear. “No, I think I need to warm you up

protest I had

to my thighs,

shied away. I didn’t want him marking me when this would only be a one-night

to lick at my collarbone, then further down to my chest. He seemed to be loving the foreplay as much as I was. I

and slick heat coated his fingers. I saw him lift his hand, smiling gently. His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me as if I were the most pre- cious

play with your c*it, darling.”And with that, his thumb finally made its

opportunity to slide his other hand up the curve of my bare back. F*ck, I wanted to scream at how well he worked my

seductive and steady, a stark contrast to my uncontrollable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze

could only whisper as I begged, “Please…

my chemise. Gen- tle nibbling, sucking, and teasing

are hard, darling.” His voice began

to hear the filth spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was the truth, but the intense stimulation and

massaging all the right places. Feeling my

body’s telling me…” He co*ked his head and smiled innocently. “In

out his tongue and dragged it slowly over his fin- gers, silver threads pulling at the edges of his mouth. The clear blue of his eyes

neutral about sex in past re- lationships. Even with Vincent, I was never so desperate for it. Yet right now, I could only focus

my breasts to my stomach. I was finally naked under- neath him, and I could hear

wish I could keep you here forever,” he muttered. I

his hips into mine. “Right here in my bed…” He panted, pulling down his pants and finally freeing his c*ck. He slid on a condom-I didn’t even notice

initial painful stretching.

glazed over. His comfortable expression was actually kind of

he reminded me as he stilled

out

pushing even deeper,

thumb over my lips. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable… and let me know what feels good, okay?” Everything about

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