Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Aaron’s POV

When Olive kissed me, my heart swelled with joy.

It’s not the first time, but my heart still beat for her every time.

And I felt this time, something was different.

I could not figure out what exactly the difference was. Tonight, so many things happened. And my brain had already paralyzed in joy when my eyes caught her in this club. I could not think anything, except her.

She looked gorgeous.

And she looked mine.

I loved this woman, even if she had no idea. I’d tried my hardest to lure her step-by-step into my trap, but in the end, she came to me willingly.

Not once did I feel ashamed of being the ‘other man’ in her relationship. Before, I thought I could continue being her dirty secret for the rest of my life. As long as I was with her, I didn’t

care.

But now, I wanted her all to myself. I wanted to openly and honestly be hers.

And for her to be mine.

I desperately wanted to tell her all of the secrets that I’d kept from her, but now wasn’t the time. That day will come soon,

but not yet.

surprise for her later tonight, and everything was going well until the party officially started. As soon as we played that

rules of the game to try to force Vincent to admit that he was cheating on her. I even wanted him to out Emily in the process. My initial intention was to help Olive finally be rid of

could’ve avoided it-I’ve practiced martial arts for years, after all-and it wouldn’t have been a challenge

But I didn’t.

willing to let her hit me if it helped her

with.

Honestly, I never wanted to see her cry again. Unless she was in my

least then

must have been sent from heaven to save me. I couldn’t resist her, and neither could my d*ck. When she pulled me by

felt it too, because I noticed

my lips kissed their way to her ear. I nipped at her earlobe and teased it with my tongue, and I

pushed

whispered. I slid my hands past her hips and wantonly kneaded the flesh

to the imagination. A view from the front

and full, but it was still incredibly soft. Just palming it was enough to make my mind fog and my d*ck

I breathed as I pressed her hand against

yank her hand away as if I’d burned her, but I held her in place. I nipped her earlobe again and

point where

a harsh squeeze, and all of the color drained from my face at the sudden pain. I buried my face into the crook of her neck and hissed, “Are

“I don’t remember

me…”

immediately raised my head, picked up her chin with my. index finger, and jokingly glared at her. “As if you’d

know… I still need to think

hit her, and her burgundy hair fluttered in the night air.