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 sex, not make

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

this, do you?” He lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered in my ear.

had died in

gave a soft chuckle and slid his fingers down to my thighs, squeezing

shied away. I didn’t want him marking me when this would only

my collarbone, then further down to my chest. He seemed to be loving the foreplay as much as

blue eyes looked at me as if I were the

even had a chance to play with your c*it, darling.”And with that, his thumb finally made

up the curve of my bare

a stark contrast to my uncontrollable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze all you

I begged, “Please… Please give it to

thin silk of my chemise. Gen- tle nibbling, sucking, and teasing with the tip of his tongue

darling.” His voice began to trem- ble with

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

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

me…” He co*ked his head and smiled innocently. “In

at the

about sex in past re- lationships. Even with Vincent, I was never so desperate

the camisole off of me, his lips trailing down from my breasts to my stomach. I was finally naked under- neath him, and I could

he muttered. I heard him swallow and felt

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

there was still that initial painful stretching. This tom- cat was absolutely living up to his reputation

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

he reminded me as

came out

pushing even deeper, and

“Tell me if you’re uncomfortable… and let me know what feels good, okay?” Everything about him was

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