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

my wrist in his free hand, dragged it up his

lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered in my ear.

I had died in

a soft chuckle and slid his fingers down to my thighs, squeezing roughly. My breathing

kiss and lick and suck on my neck, and I re- flexively shied away. I didn’t want him marking

further down to my chest. He seemed to be loving the foreplay as much as

belly and slick heat coated his fingers. I saw him lift his hand, smiling gently. His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me

had a chance to play with your c*it, darling.”And with that, his thumb finally

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

“You’re squeezing my fingers so tightly… Loosen up.” His tone was seductive and steady, a stark contrast to my uncontrollable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze all you want once my c*ck is

only whisper as I begged,

his teeth lightly catching my nipple through the thin silk of my chemise. Gen- tle nibbling, sucking, and teasing with the

hard, darling.” His voice began to trem- ble with excitement. “All for

I didn’t want to hear the filth spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was the truth, but the intense stimulation and thrill of my

all the right places. Feeling my wetness, he

co*ked his head and smiled innocently. “In fact, it

his tongue and dragged it slowly over his fin- gers, silver threads pulling at the edges of

past re- lationships. Even with Vincent, I was never so desperate for it. Yet right now,

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

keep you here forever,” he muttered. I heard him swallow and felt him through his

panted, pulling down his pants and finally freeing his c*ck. He slid on a condom-I didn’t even notice him get it out-and in one fluid motion,

still that initial painful stretching. This tom- cat was absolutely living up

over. His comfortable expression was actually kind

reminded me as he

out broken,

deeper, and I

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

of feedback did he want