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

took my wrist in his free hand, dragged it up his leg and along his inner thigh, and held it

this, do you?” He lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered in my ear. “No, I

had died in my

slid his fingers down to my thighs,

re- flexively shied away. I didn’t want him marking

loving the foreplay as much as I was. I felt him h*ok a finger into my panties and pull them away, only to re- turn in seconds to trace

I saw him lift his hand, smiling gently. His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me as if I were the most

had a chance to play with your c*it,

other hand up the curve of my bare back. F*ck, I wanted to scream

so tightly… Loosen up.” His tone was seductive and steady, a stark contrast to my uncontrollable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze

could only whisper as I begged, “Please… Please give it to

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

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

especially when it was

at his wicked words. I shuddered again as his finger had worked its way in- side, and I felt it exploring and massaging all the right places. Feeling my wetness, he gently withdrew his finger and looked playfully at the glossy sheen left behind. The sudden empti- ness made the aching even worse

his head and smiled innocently. “In fact, it

the edges of

used to feel so neutral about sex in past re- lationships. Even with Vincent, I was never so

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

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

my bed…” He panted, pulling down his pants and finally freeing his c*ck. He slid on

with his fingers, there was still that initial painful stretching. This tom- cat was absolutely

sighed almost dreamily, lust-filled eyes glazed over.

me as

came out

smiled a little, pushing even deeper, and I couldn’t

my lips. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable… and let me know what

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