Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Magic Words

That wasn’t good.

I was alarmed. If Vincent really kicked in the door, then… I didn’t even want to imagine the consequences.

I quickly called, “I’m fine, just go away! I don’t want to see you right now.”

Aaron tried to get a rise out of me again, and it made my

voice pitch unnaturally. I didn’t even care what Vincent would have to say about that though, because Aaron was picking up the pace.

It was so hot down there, and I was so happy that my legs were tightly wrapped around his waist. My toes curled, and my juices were dripping onto the floor. The air was filled with the scent of lust.

I could not stop the moan that escaped my throat no matter how hard I tried. Luckily, it sounded more like a choked s*b.

“Olive, are you crying?” Vincent became more anxious. He apologized, his voice revealing panic. “Baby, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have left tonight. Please don’t cry, it breaks my heart to hear you like that… Open the door and let me in, okay? Let’s talk about it.”

I was on the verge of tears, but not from Vincent’s words. I was too busy getting my brains f*cked out.

I wasn’t sure if Aaron was crazy, but after hearing Vincent say those words, he seemed energized. Intense waves of pleasure washed over me again and again. My lower body twitched and tightened into a deadly stranglehold, and my reaction told him right away that I had o*gasmed.

He didn’t withdraw immediately, and each fast thrust gave me even stronger jolts of pleasure. After a few more seconds of this, my convulsions became constant shivers. My inner walls squeezed and pushed along his c*ck, and I almost cried for

mercy.

Perhaps my show of total submission pleased him, and he kissed the tip of my nose happily. Then, he slowed his movements, and I felt like I could finally think clearly again.

Vincent was oblivious to what was going on on my side of the door, and he kept apologizing. Over and over, he called to me, and he tried to reassure me that he loved me and wanted to

marry me.

heard these words before, but now I didn’t feel moved at all. It just made me feel like a disgusting hypocrite, and I had the sudden

after all. How worthless was Vincent’s love at this point? He still wanted to marry

if!

is apologizing to

Aaron asked as he lowered his head to take one of

of how he tortured me just now, my need for vengeance reared its ugly head. I arched my back and squeezed my abdominal muscles hard, and smiled to myself when I heard

my chest with a smirk in his eyes. It was like… he was waiting

something.

long to realize that the knocking and apologizing

my hair stood on end, and I looked at Aaron in a

with Vincent, but getting caught in bed with Aaron was definitely not

Aaron saw my fear, he smiled and kissed me on the corner of my mouth. I didn’t

my lip and stared at him with indignation, but I knew better than to

you alone?” Vincent’s voice was full of suspicion. “Who

sank.

told myself. ‘You can handle tracking individual nerve responses. Dealing with a piece of s*it like Vincent

myself down first. It took everything I had to

rasped. “I called

a glare, but he pretended not to

tapped it a few times. In seconds, loud music

played

enough, Vincent sounded relieved. “I shouldn’t have left, I know, but don’t make fun of me like that. If you want to see strippers, you don’t have to watch videos online. I’ll buy tickets right now and we can go watch a show together.

a video!” I feigned anger and indignation. “Get out of here. I don’t want to see you right

leaving. Goodnight, babe.” Vincent’s voice faded as he

would bet on my PhD that he still thought I loved him to death. If I was the one who disappeared on the night of our proposal for

I saw the surprised

pretty good

gave me