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.

later tonight, and everything was going well until the party officially started. As soon as we played that game, the steady harmony between

on her. I even wanted him to out Emily in the process. My initial intention was to help Olive finally be rid of him, but it turned out that I

it-I’ve practiced martial arts for years, after all-and it wouldn’t

But I didn’t.

I was willing to let her hit me if it helped her calm down.

with.

never wanted to

then she’d

neither could my d*ck. When she pulled me by the collar for this kiss,

I

kissed their way to her ear. I nipped at her earlobe

pushed me back with a slight gasp.

secluded. No one will find us here,” I whispered. I slid my hands past her hips and wantonly kneaded the flesh of her

from the front or the back was enough to make any

admit it: Olive’s a*s was a perfect peach shape. It was round and full, but it was still incredibly soft. Just palming it was enough to make my mind fog and

need you,” I breathed as I pressed her

but I held her in place. I nipped her earlobe again and begged her

where I thought I was going

color drained from my face at the sudden pain. I buried my face into the crook of her neck and hissed,

hummed lightly. “I don’t remember you

me…”

with my. index

don’t know… I still need

her burgundy hair fluttered in the night