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.

thing Aaron understood was half-naked, suntanned babes in s*xy bikinis

helped him straighten his clothes. “I appreciate the beach trip you arranged, but now it’s my turn to

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

tiptoe to kiss him

mood visibly improve. After the kiss, I reached for

Aaron’s slightly gloomy expression transformed into

fold

He gritted his teeth while staring at me in grief. Aaron was

about that

embarrassment. “Aaron, you know I’m a broke college student, and I don’t have the money to spring for first class. Economy class was all

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

over his head. “The plane is about to take off. You go to sleep, sweetie, we’ll be

cabin of the plane. Then he leaned over and whispered furtively in my ear, “I’ve never had sex in the economy class of an airplane. Do you think your p*ssy will be even tighter if we f*ck in

fists balled up by my sides, and it took all my effort

Why was he always

didn’t seem to notice my irritation. “Next time maybe we’ll charter a private plane. Then I can shove you up against the seat and enter

teeth angrily.

not having sex with Aaron

control of my temper. “From now on, you’d better keep

He gave me a coy smile. “You can do whatever you

grabbed the mask from his forehead and snapped it down over his

enjoy teasing me, and when I had this

the blindfold on him, he didn’t make any other nasty comments and obediently