Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

A kiss

Aaron choked on his drink.

I immediately got excited.

Did I hit the nail on the head?!

I raised my eyebrows with a devious smirk. He must’ve done something with another man. I looked him up and down.

He’s not bisexual, is he?

“Is this forbidden love of yours… for a man?” Truth be told, I have never been one for gossip, but Aaron was making it so easy to jump to conclusions.

He coughed harder and I watched his usual composed expression cra*k little by little. Everyone around us was looking at him now, but he couldn’t stop coughing. Eventually, I had to drag him to the bathroom.

He leaned over the marble stink, still coughing. His neck was tense and his face was red. I patted him on the back while I waited for him to stop overreacting.

“Whatever it is, don’t get so worked up. Take it slow. I have all night to listen.” I felt wicked for it, but I couldn’t conceal the joy and excitement in my tone.

After a few minutes, Aaron finally calmed down.

“Olive…” Aaron narrowed his eyes dangerously. “You would have a lot more fun spending the night listening to your own screams than to my old stories… I know I would…”

He leaned down again to splash his face with water before locking his glacial eyes on me again. Without looking away, he grabbed a paper towel off the countertop and handed it to me. Then he raised his eyebrows and motioned for me to wipe his face.

I didn’t refuse.

I took it from him and lifted it to his mouth. His lips were soft, and the droplets of water rolling down his cheeks made him even sexier up close. I traced the corner of his mouth through the napkin, and when I looked up, I saw my smiling face reflected in his eyes.

answer, but you don’t have to kill yourself either. It’s none of my business.”

us?” Aaron’s eyes darkened lustfully. He looked at me as if

I tossed the damp napkin in the trash, then

his mouth curled into a confident grin, his signature. He sighed, “I can think of a much better way to get you to

I lifted my chin and waited for him to go

it felt like my breath was stolen. The taste of champagne was warm on my mouth as Aaron’s lips

and tried to reason with him

on his chest, and through the fabric I felt the hardened strength of his muscles. His arms wrapped around my waist, clamped tightly around me, and pulled me

no matter how I turned my head. He pressed his body forward

tongue forced its way into my mouth and swirled in hypnotic circles. He lapped at my lips like a man dying of thirst. A few times, his tongue flicked

I was only able to slip out a

felt too intimate! He’d always respected

way all of a sudden. He was kissing me uncontrollably. No matter how much I wanted to refuse-how much I wanted to escape-he

hear anything. I had the vague sense that someone pushed the bathroom door open,

wandered down my back and made me shiver. With that, the final shred of my resolve disintegrated. His kisses were so

resistance.

just didn’t have it in me to be

let

his saliva-like I was drunk on it. My chest heaved violently from the lack of oxygen, and my dress was being pushed even

panted harshly, and the smell of the air freshener was a harsh jerk to reality, away from the raw intimacy of the moments before. It

top two buttons on his white shirt, and I watched

Was he shy?

the one who should be

his lip, then finally seemed to make up

now.”

was wholly focused on him… Did he really have the awareness to

someone coming in?