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 right

to the screen as we focused solely on the

was obvious that Aaron had barely played any Mario Kart. He kept driving

him a smug smirk. “What were you saying about beating me? Let’s keep

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

in these fancy robes on the floor of this

with a girl just to play a video game since he was in middle

closer to me. He softly rested his head on my shoulder and pointed toward a bikini set hanging on a

hanged that bikini set.

chance to try it on. You’d probably have me pinned

sitting idly. I have no clue where the hell he

day.

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

the image of Aaron f*cking me like an animal. Just the memory of that night turned me

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

didn’t want to be held down by him again

expression full of innocence. “I just wanted to help you get changed…

in a vice grip. “You can just find some