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.”

wanted to have sex, not make

his free hand, dragged it up his leg and along his inner

his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered

I had died in

to my thighs, squeezing roughly. My

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

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

blue eyes looked at me as if I were the most pre- cious gem in the world. I was so lost in his gaze

soaking wet, hmm? I haven’t even had a chance to play with your

took that opportunity to slide his other hand up the curve of my bare back. F*ck,

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

could only whisper as I begged,

my chemise. Gen- tle

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

spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was the truth, but the

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,

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

at the edges of

why-I used to 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

trailing down from my breasts to my stomach. I was finally naked under- neath

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

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

and preparation with his fingers, there was still that initial painful stretching. This tom- cat was absolutely living up to his reputation as a

eyes glazed over. His comfortable expression was

he reminded me as he

voice came out broken, “I

little, pushing even deeper, and I couldn’t hold back my

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

feedback did he