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.”

just wanted to have sex,

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

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

I had died in my

down to my thighs, squeezing roughly. My breathing became

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

lick at my collarbone, then further down to my chest. He seemed to be loving the foreplay as much as I was. I felt him h*ok a finger

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

chance to play with your c*it, darling.”And

other hand up

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

only whisper as I begged, “Please… Please give

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

are hard, darling.” His voice began to trem- ble

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

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

That’s not what your body’s telling me…” He co*ked his head and smiled innocently.

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

my body screaming for his c*ck. I don’t know 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 on Aaron’s length nestled between my legs, grinding against me through his pants, and all I wanted

tore the camisole off of me, his lips trailing down from my breasts to my stomach.

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

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 him get it out-and in one fluid motion, buried himself in

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

almost dreamily, lust-filled eyes glazed over. His comfortable expression

reminded me as he stilled

out broken, “I

smiled a little, pushing even deeper, and

held my chin, 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 sending goose- bumps down

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