Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

I was startled, reflexively bending my knees to get away from Aaron, but they were held down and gently parted by his own leg placed

between mine.

He leaned down and sniffed at my neck, “Well… this little demon doesn’t smell like ketchup today.”

I nudged him gently, “Morris…” I warned him, hoping the formality would discourage him.

He corrected me, “Aaron, darling.”

“Aaron,” I groaned begrudgingly.

He smiled with a beautiful blend of affection and seduction: “What’s

wrong, gorgeous?”

It’s just a shame that his affection and sensuality were just an act to get women in his bed.

I stared into his blue eyes and said slowly, “I don’t want to… Not

tonight.”

He interrupted me with a raised eyebrow, “Think it over.”

I really wasn’t in the mood. I already cheated once. I had my retaliation. Anything more than that would be greedy.

But at that moment, pinned underneath him with his intense bedroom eyes boring into my very being, listening to the live porn coming from

next door, I couldn’t say no.

Aaron must’ve seen my change of heart in my eyes, and didn’t even give me a chance to say a word, his fingers already h*oking into my panties. I wore a black dress today, accented by a rich red lipstick. I wanted to surround myself with the aura of a temptress, but in front of Aaron, I squirmed, all of my confidence leaving me.

I felt my inner walls clench around his fingers in a meek attempt to keep him from exploring any further, but it was no use. He was already three knuckles deep before I could fully tighten around him, meeting the raw desire in my core and leaving me with nowhere to run, except

toward him.

“Black lace.” Aaron said thoughtfully, “It suits you, darling.”

He paused, muttering into my ear. “I’m so f*cking hard for you,

Olive…”

My face instantly flushed. Aaron’s voice was h*ar*e and tired, but it

made him sound even sexier. I felt like I was the victim of a siren’s

curse, and could only look on helplessly as I lost control of my own body.

“If you want me to stop, just tell me.” Aaron smiled even more indulgently, “But I think that’s the last thing your sweet little body needs.”

I closed my eyes, shutting out his smug expression, but in seconds, I felt his hot breath on my face. My eyes flinched open, shocked at the

sudden closeness.

“No,” he ordered. “Keep them closed.” He planted gentle kisses on my eyelids, the slight dryness tickling the delicate skin. Eventually, his kisses moved lower and lower, gliding over the bridge of my nose and grazing my upper lip.

I reflexively raised a hand to cover my mouth, his lips pressing softly against my palm. Unphased, Aaron winked at me, licking from the center of my palm to the tips of my fingers.

I jerked, stifled a squeak, and pulled my hand away. He took that opportunity to bite at my lips while one of his hands snaked behind me, unzipping my dress.

Distracted by the almost suffocating persistence of his kisses, I didn’t notice him undressing me until it was already done. My body cuddled closer to his at the sudden chill, soaking up his heat.

“Eager, aren’t we?” Aaron finally pulled away from my lips, smiling devilishly.

I couldn’t even come up with a snarky remark as I felt his fingers wander up my spine, stopping at my waist. He pinched me gently.

“Ah!” The cry slipped out before I could catch it. This c*cky b*st*rd… What had I gotten myself into now?

At my scream, Aaron ducked down to run his tongue along my throat. I suddenly lost my voice and could only breathe heavily, matching the

in a daze for him to pull away, but he shifted from licking to sucking. Then from sucking to

point, I was panting, my breasts rising and falling dramatically with my heaving breaths. My bra suddenly felt too tight. I couldn’t breathe. I needed it off-I

He unclasped my bra and dove down to suckle at my left breast while his hand left

side.

Maybe that was

so

wasn’t

in his hair, pushing him away. He lifted his head, eyes glazed over with need as he looked at

feigned frustration, groaning, “Ugh, if you want me to stop now,

softened.

fair…” I shot him a devious smile of my own, “Or else I won’t let

his hands and interlocked. his fingers with mine. I felt him guide my hand to the buttons on his shirt. He sat up

down my arms. My breasts rested directly on his clothed chest, the soft fabric rubbing deliciously against my

wanted nothing more than to

me a hand here,

patiently waiting for me to finish. His body was that of a living Adonis, his muscles

yet elastic. I pulled my hand back and felt my own chest. His softness was nothing like mine. Sex with Aaron always held the thrill of exploration. As I learned more about him, I learned more about myself. Something about him made me look at myself in a way I never had

by the way

and said stubbornly, “You’re

Vincent.” But that couldn’t

tightened his grip around my waist and pulled me even tighter against him, reaching down

me. It was so hot. So

grinding into

with me tightly grasped in his arms, using one hand to guide my legs to wrap around his waist. I shrieked, alarmed, and threw my arms around his shoulders. I hurriedly clapped a hand over my mouth, desperately

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and Emily were still engrossed in each other, spewing filthy words with each creak

was pinned, I couldn’t hear anything but Aaron. Every gasp, every

I knew was him.

always been sexually… detached. My experiences with Vincent

grope at my chest brought pain and itching. Whenever

babe?” I used to hear that a lot from Vincent,

front of me, and

a particularly harsh thrust, and the s*oppy sound of

My initial

an extraordinary memory. We had only slept together once before, and yet here he was targeting each of my most sensitive areas one by one. It’d been so long since

seemed rushed. His attentive

into his forearm as I

line along

with an apologetic

while…”

‘a

help but be slightly

answered honestly: “After the little… incident at the bar,

smirked, “The girls there

been a liar through and through but he was right about one thing: I needed to stay away from Aaron

looked deeply into my eyes. “But none of them could

know I was blushing furiously. Despite the number of women he’d been with in the past, at this moment, he saw

just a

man says in bed can be trusted. Whether it’s before, during, or after the fact, it’s

likes… To fondle

he

was too overwhelmed by the feeling of his body against mine-focusing on what

from our last night

hear me scream for him. That was his

something I was

a reliable aphrodisiac, and if we were a couple, I’m sure we’d both have a much better time if we let loose. Unfortunately, that isn’t

thrown our morals

biting back most of my moans and hiding what I really thought about him. Sex with him had become a game, and I was an aloof

only a pleasurable means to an end,

to make me surrender

said, “If