Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

“No more- I can’t… Aaron, stop,” I begged. I dug my nails into his skin, feeling overstimulated by his motions.

He clearly wasn’t finished with me yet. He squeezed my a*s

cheeks hard enough to leave red fingerprints behind. “This is my p*ssy,” he growled. “And I’m gonna f*ck it all night long.”

His filthy words only made me more excited. I started to think I’d lost my mind.

I wasn’t sure when I finally fell asleep, but the last thing I remember was Aaron lying on top of me.

When I woke up in the early hours of the morning, my voice was so h*ar*e that I couldn’t speak.

Aaron came over, t*pless, and handed me a glass of warm milk. “Here. Drink this.”

I was

but laugh out loud. I glared at him, and that was when I noticed the red scratch marks all over his chest and arms. I also saw

I did that.

G*d, I did that?!

scrambled thoughts. The memories of last night flooded my head like a rushing tide, and

down at himself. “What are you looking at? Did you

collection?”

hastily shook my head. “Uh… I mean- I think you should wear a

raised his hand and touched his

fact, I think I wanna

him in

me