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.

we connected the console to the huge flatscreen, we sat

to the screen as we

kept driving off the track, and

smirk. “What were you

and narrowed his eyes at me. “This… did

thought it was super nerdy for us to play Mario Kart in these fancy robes on the floor of this expensive hotel suite, but I didn’t want

video game since he was in middle school. It was nice to see this side

staring at the screen for a moment, he put down his controller and shifted closer to me. He softly rested his head on my shoulder and pointed toward a bikini

hanged that

if I’d even get a chance to try it on. You’d probably have me pinned to

Aaron is the type of guy who’s never sitting idly. I have no clue where the hell he gets

day.

to the bed? Not the couch, or the carpet? Didn’t you have fun the other day when I pinned you to

back to that night that Emily ruined. I clearly re- called the image of Aaron f*cking me like an animal. Just the

up my thigh, his fingers inching under my robe. I slapped his hand, halting it.

didn’t want to be held down by him again tonight; my back still hurt from last

innocence. “I just wanted to help you get changed… you’re not

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