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

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

don’t want to rush this, do you?” He lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he

protest I had

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

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

further down to my chest. He seemed to be loving the foreplay as much as I was. I felt him h*ok a finger into my

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

play with your c*it, darling.”And with that, his thumb finally

that opportunity to slide his other hand up the

he hummed. “You’re squeezing my fingers so tightly… Loosen up.” His tone was seductive and steady, a stark contrast to my uncontrollable gasps

I begged, “Please…

softly and leaned down again, his teeth lightly catching my nipple through the thin silk of my chemise. Gen- tle nibbling, sucking, and

began to trem- ble with excitement.

hear the filth spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was

in- side, and I felt it exploring and massaging all the right places. Feeling my wetness, he gently withdrew his

me…” He co*ked his head

at the edges of

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

breasts to my stomach.

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

his c*ck. He slid on a condom-I didn’t even notice him get it out-and in one fluid

there was still that initial painful stretching. This tom- cat was

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

he reminded me as he

came out broken,

even deeper, and I

He 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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