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

to pull away, but

bra suddenly felt too tight. I couldn’t breathe. I needed it off-I needed

my neck after one last bite. He unclasped my bra and dove down to suckle at my left breast while his hand left my waist to tease my nipple on the

side.

this. Maybe that was one of

so

I wasn’t

fingers in his hair, pushing him away. He lifted his head, eyes glazed over with need

you want me to stop now, you

heart softened.

It’s only fair…” I shot him a devious smile of my own, “Or else I

moving his hands and interlocked. his fingers with mine. I felt him

down my arms. My breasts

wanted nothing more than

give me

was that of a living Adonis, his muscles sculpted to perfection. I curiously ran my

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.

asked, amused by the

and said stubbornly, “You’re not

that couldn’t be

with hostility. He suddenly tightened his grip around my waist and pulled me even tighter against him, reaching down between us to

me. It was so hot. So hard.

grinding into me to

suddenly stood 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.

room.

are you doing?!” I hissed as he walked away from the bed, resting my back against the wall between

want… to take you… right

still engrossed in each other, spewing filthy words with

Aaron. Every gasp, every sweet praise, every slap of

I knew was him.

with

grope at my chest brought pain and itching.

to hear that

this was Aaron in front of me, and we

harsh thrust, and the s*oppy sound

I cried, but my response melted into a drawling moan. My initial surprise at his sudden

was Aaron naturally skilled, but he had 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 that night, but he still remembered

seemed rushed. His attentive

dug into his

tongue traced a teasing line along

with an apologetic smile. “I’ve been

while…”

long is ‘a while’

help but

a bit, hummed thoughtfully, and answered honestly: “After the little… incident at the bar, I flew to Moscow.

girls there

through but he was right about one thing: I needed to stay away from Aaron or, at the very least,

my eyes. “But none of them could even compare to

blue of his irises, and I didn’t have to see my face to know I was blushing furiously. Despite the number of women he’d been with in the past, at this moment, he saw me

it was just a fleeting

trusted. Whether it’s before, during, or after the

Aaron really likes…

forget already?” He asked as he squeezed them tighter.

body against mine-focusing on what he was saying to me took

hear you. Let me know what feels good…” He pouted as he echoed his words from our

is that he wanted to hear me scream for him. That was his subtle way of

it wasn’t something I

and cry out underneath them. It 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

woman without a shred of decency between us. We’d thrown our morals

that I found myself biting back most of my moans and hiding what I really thought about him. Sex with him had become

only a pleasurable means

wasn’t going to make me surrender myself

and said, “If you wanna know what feels good,