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.

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

lustfully. He looked at me as

napkin in the trash, then

“I can think of a much

chin and waited

the next second, it felt like my breath was stolen. The taste of champagne was warm on

tried to reason

his chest, and through the fabric I felt the hardened strength of

head. He pressed his body forward and pinned me against the counter.

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 at the roof of my

say a whole word. I was only able to slip out a single syllable between

it felt too intimate! He’d always respected that

of a sudden. He was kissing me uncontrollably. No matter how much I wanted to refuse-how much I wanted to escape-he wouldn’t

vague sense that someone

and made me shiver. With that, the final shred of my resolve disintegrated. His

resistance.

I just didn’t have it in

he let

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

easy time either. He panted harshly, and the smell of the air freshener was a harsh

tie so he could undo the top two buttons on his white shirt, and I watched a blush

Was he shy?

who

spoke first but stopped short. He bit his lip, then finally seemed to make up his mind. “Someone came in.

now.”

flustered? My attention was wholly focused on him… Did he really have the awareness

someone coming in?