Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

“Let it go.” Aaron moaned, “You’re just mine, now.”

“But I wish it would be forever…” He added.

We weren’t finished with each other until 3 AM in the morning

He took me one last time from behind, and when it was over I was left on my back, too drained to even turn over. He was laying beside me with one of his legs tangled between mine. I didn’t bother pulling away from him this time.

“Is anyone else home?” I suddenly asked, dazed.

He laughed, “Little late to ask.”

Right. Nevermind then.

Exhausted as I was, I was satisfied. For the first time, I experienced the complete pleasure of sex, but what made it even sweeter was the thrill of getting my revenge. Fulfilled, I let myself fall asleep in his bed.

I wasn’t sure what time it was when I awoke. The room was dreamily lit by the low, warm city lights being filtered through the curtains. I turned my head, only to find Aaron still next to me. He was facing away, but I could still make out his soft snoring as he slept.

A dull hum came from the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed. I qui etly got up and rilled through it, fishing out a phone.

I squinted at the screen. Someone named Tom was calling, and it looked like he’d tried calling ten more times before this. Realizing it was Aaron’s phone I’d grabbed, I dropped it back into the pile and dug around a little more for mine.

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3 calls, 12 message notifications. Vincent was back from his reunion yet. Too bad I’m not.

stood to get dressed, but the moment I did, my legs wobbled.

voice came from behind me, dazed. “What

I answered, pulling

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now,” he resigned, lying

didn’t respond, instead continuing to button my shirt-dress with my back to him. Then I felt him wrap his long, strong arms around me, resting his head on

“Stay,” he said.

vulnerable tone in his voice, but his appetite in bed had left me spent. I didn’t have the patience to play along

shook him off, fastened my

at Aaron’s, but underneath, it was a disas ter Hi*k*es littered my chest and thighs, bruised fingerprints wrapped around my breasts and waist, and if that wasn’t enough, an apparent bite

he wouldn’t have a

few times I met Aaron was at a pool party. He’d brought a girl with him, and her bikini showcased marks that looked strik ingly similar to the ones I was covered in now. Hell, she even took

bit proud of herself too, “Haha,

Definitely

walked into the bathroom, handing me clean underwear

my underwear up my legs, and walked out of the bathroom, shrugging on the robe. The shower left me feeling relaxed the perfect

when she was done in

went to war!” She got to work

intense? Was he

my hair, blushing at the memory of his body on mine. For a casual f*ck, Aaron seemed a lot more interested in me than I thought he’d be. I’d nearly lost my voice

her favorite, first-class coffee beans-Hacienda La Esmeralda-and knew I was in for a treat. The rich aroma filled the air as I happily

a moment. “Mr. Tomcat certainly

“How

don’t remember actually.” I bit my lower lip, shrugging. It was true. He was so talented that I couldn’t keep track of how many times he pushed me over

piqued. She leaned forward over the counter. “How

an egg. I avoided eye contact, instead

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She protested. “You know Aaron’s gonna be telling all his guys about you-ti*s, a*s, p*ssy, all of it!”

her into a tight hug: “Oh, if you were a man,” I swooned.

to have a d*ck like Aaron’s