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 right on the cashmere carpet in our robes. Our

as we focused solely

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

“What were you saying about

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

robes on the floor of this expensive hotel suite, but I didn’t want to say that

girl just to play a video game since he was in

my shoulder and pointed toward a bikini set hanging on

hanged that bikini set.

outstretched arm. “As if I’d even get a chance to try it

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 he gets the

day.

and wrapped his arms 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

thought back to that night that Emily ruined. I clearly re- called the image of Aaron f*cking

and ran his hand up my thigh, his fingers inching under my robe. I slapped

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

just wanted to help you get changed…

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