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 sat right on the cashmere carpet in our robes. Our

glued to the screen as we focused solely on the

that Aaron had barely played any Mario Kart. He kept driving off the

“What were you saying

his chin and narrowed his eyes at me. “This… did not go

play Mario Kart in these fancy robes on the floor of this expensive hotel

game since he was in

head on my shoulder and pointed toward a bikini

that bikini

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

who’s never sitting idly. I have no clue where the hell he gets the

day.

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

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

expression and ran his hand up my thigh, his fingers

be held down by him again tonight; my

at me, his expression full of innocence. “I just wanted to help

angrily. “Shut up!” I held his hand in a vice grip. “You can just find some other girl on the beach to wear this thing