Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 142. My Own Lover

Aaron’s lips were attracted to mine as if they were magnetic, and we only separated for a moment before our lips crashed together again. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip, tracing the shape of my mouth before he asked me distractedly, “What’s the surprise?”

I pushed his head away, blinking my eyes at him innocently. “You’ll know by tomorrow.”

I pulled off my mysterious plan without a hitch, but not without some effort.

From the moment Aaron found out I was going to surprise him, he started to pester me nonstop, trying to get me to tell him what the surprise really was.

That evening, we were lying in bed together, having returned to our hotel room after dinner. Aaron suddenly rolled over and grabbed me in a bear hug. “What kind of surprise is it, Olive?”

How could it be a surprise if I said it out loud? I had no choice but to shut him up with my lips. “You’ll know tomorrow,” I told him between kisses.

His lips were almost glued to mine, and his hands roamed lower until they found my breasts and squeezed. His thumbs swept over my nipples, pinching and kneading almost automatically. “Okay, fine. Forget the mystery surprise tomorrow, maybe it’s time for a different surprise right now.”

His hands moved faster and faster, and before long I was screaming and o*gasming under Aaron’s skillful attention.

The next day, after lunch, I dragged Aaron straight to the airport. It wasn’t until I picked up our tickets that he realized what I was up to.

I handed Aaron the plane tickets, and he waved them in the air with a shocked expression on his face. “This is the surprise you were talking about?”

“Well, aren’t you surprised?” Ignoring Aaron’s astonished face, I said without trying to disguise my excitement, “We’re going on a ski trip to Switzerland.”

“I don’t understand.” Aaron narrowed his eyebrows.

understand. The only thing Aaron understood was half-naked, suntanned babes in s*xy bikinis on the beach! Did he think I didn’t know

“I appreciate the beach trip you arranged, but now it’s my turn

you’re so thoughtful.” He tilted my face toward him

kiss him

the kiss, I reached for his hand and

the plane, Aaron’s slightly gloomy expression transformed into full-on

fold his long

at me in grief. Aaron was extremely tall, and

completely forgotten about that

college student, and I don’t have the

breath. “That’s fine. But, Olive, is this all part of your

blinked my eyes, pretending to be innocent. I took out a sleep mask and put it over his head. “The plane is about to take off. You

head, glancing around the cabin of the plane. Then he leaned over and whispered furtively in my ear, “I’ve never had sex

fists balled up by my sides, and it took all my effort just to keep from swinging a punch at Aaron’s

guy! Why was he always thinking

can shove you up against the seat and enter you from the back.

gritted my teeth angrily. “In your

not having sex with Aaron in

my temper. “From

open your mouth.” He gave me a coy smile. “You can do whatever you want to me… with your upper mouth, your lower mouth, maybe

from his forehead and

when I

he didn’t make any other nasty comments and obediently shut his