Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 123. Hands Occupied

“I just remembered something! One of my hobbies is play- ing video games.”

I would do everything to stop the coming sex. Oh g*d, that’s too much. Was him a monster or what? A year ago, was accused by my boyfriend to be ‘S*xual Frigidity’, while now, I thought I experienced more sex as if a ‘Sex Addict’.

Aaron stopped, raised his eyebrows, a bit curious. “Oh? What sort of games do you like?”

I saw his d*ck hanging in front of me. I swallowed an invis- ible ball, and avoid to look at that thirsty monster.

“I play a lot of Mario Kart.” I gently pushed him away from me, my excitement clear by my expression. “Do you wanna race and see who’s better?”

“What?” Aaron pointed at his d*ck, asked me in a ridicu- lous tone “Bebe, you want me to play video game, right now? Are you some kind of teenager boy?”

“…Oh, yeah. That’s what I mean.” I did not dare to look at his fire eyes “I…I bet you could not beat me.”

“What, do you really think you’d beat me?” He followed suit and stood up, calling the butler to bring the console and controllers.

Ah-hah. That’s it. He was really the teenager.

Haughed at his childish silently, and satisfied to me own clever. Olive, you are master of brain.

console to the huge flatscreen, we sat

glued to the screen as

Aaron had barely played any Mario Kart. He kept driving off the track, and I won the first game by

him a smug smirk. “What were

and narrowed his eyes at

Mario Kart in these fancy robes on the floor of this expensive hotel suite, but I didn’t want to say that

play a video game since he

on my

that bikini set. What’s

outstretched arm. “As if I’d even get a chance to try it on. You’d probably have me pinned to the bed before I finished taking my

like something similar hasn’t happened before. Aaron is the type of guy who’s never sitting idly. I have no clue where the hell

day.

around my waist from behind. “Oh, I’d pin you to the bed? Not the couch, or the carpet? Didn’t you have fun the other day when I pinned you to the floor-to-ceiling window and f*cked you from

I clearly re- called the image of Aaron f*cking

up my thigh, his fingers inching

to be held down by him again tonight; my back still hurt

“I just wanted to help you get changed…

“Shut up!” I held his hand in a vice grip. “You can just