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.

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

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 had seriously overstepped. I never imagined

arts for years, after all-and it wouldn’t have

But I didn’t.

hit me if it helped

with.

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

then

me. I couldn’t resist her, and neither could my d*ck. When she pulled

too, because I noticed

couldn’t help but smile as my lips kissed their way to her ear. I nipped at her earlobe and teased it with my tongue, and I relished the feeling of her trembling in

put her hand against my chest and pushed me back

whispered. I slid my hands past her

imagination. A view from the front

peach shape. It was round and full, but it was still incredibly

you,” I breathed as I pressed her

as if I’d burned her, but I held

pressure was building to the point where I

face at the sudden pain. I

hummed lightly. “I don’t remember

me…”

up her chin with my. index finger, and jokingly glared at

still need to think

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