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.”

have sex, not make

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

He lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he

had died in my

down to my thighs, squeezing

to kiss and lick and suck on my neck, and I re- flexively shied away. I didn’t want him marking me when this would only be

the foreplay as much as I was. I felt him h*ok a finger into my panties and

my belly 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

hmm? I haven’t even had a chance to play with your c*it, darling.”And with that, his thumb finally made its way to

other hand up the curve of my bare back.

hummed. “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

begged,

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

are hard, darling.” His voice began

his mouth, especially when it was

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

me…” He co*ked his head and smiled innocently. “In fact, it looks like it wants

his fin- gers, silver threads pulling at the edges of his mouth. The clear blue of

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

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

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

finally freeing his c*ck. He slid on a condom-I didn’t even notice him get it

still that initial painful stretching. This

lust-filled eyes glazed over. His comfortable

reminded me as he stilled

out broken, “I

even deeper, and I couldn’t hold back my

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

feedback did he