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.

if I’d heard these words before, but now I didn’t feel moved at all. It

Emily to deal with after all. How worthless was

if!

to you. Why don’t you

his head to take one of my nipples

vengeance reared its ugly head. I arched my back and squeezed my abdominal muscles hard, and smiled

my eyebrows in triumph, but he looked up from my chest with a smirk in his eyes. It

something.

knocking and apologizing had

I looked at Aaron in a panic.

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

I didn’t duck this time. I didn’t dare moye. Instead, I

indignation, but

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

sank. He

‘You can handle tracking individual nerve responses. Dealing with a

I tried to calm myself down first. It took

| rasped. “I called a bunch of strippers to keep

expression turned into a glare, but he pretended not to

his phone and tapped it a few times. In seconds, loud

and played a scene from

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

a video!” I feigned anger and indignation. “Get

Vincent’s voice

one who disappeared on the night of our proposal for no good reason, he’d assume it was a harmless joke. The thought of

turned around, I saw the

Olive… You’re pretty good

gave me