Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend

Chapter 3

The bed was incredibly soft.

Aaron, on the other hand, incredibly hard,

He sat over me with his knees at my sides, looking down into my eyes while he slowly undressed. Just

a glimpse at the waistband of his under wear was enough to send me into a haze.

He was so fucking sexy.

He didn’t have much body hair, giving a clear view of his toned chest. well-delined muscles, and -I

knew it! – six-pack abs. His body would put male models everywhere to shame.

Aaron leaned down to stare at me. One hand rested on the side of my face, while the other got to work

skillfully unbuttoning my top The slowed pace made me deeply regret my choice of clothes.

Once it was finally undone, he glanced down at my body and paused. When his eyes met mine again,

they were filled with lust.

Underneath my shirt-dress, I was only wearing a skin-tight camisole. I’d borrowed Cinder’s brand new

silk halter top. It was white with black lace trim, with an extremely low neckline to accentuate my bust.

Through the thin material, you could clearly make out the pink of my nipples. The hem was barely long

enough to cover my panties,

I watched his Adam’s apple bob and felt a hand slide around my waist, gently tickling through the

fabric. He asked in a hoarse voice, “Is this alright?”

I held my tongue, biting my bottom lip. My hand was weakly pressed against his chest. It was too hot.

He was too hot. Hot and hard. My heart pounded in my chest, and when I felt Aaron’s racing under my

fingertips, I couldn’t help but moan.

He didn’t bother lifting my skirt, instead slipping his hand under the fabric. It came to a tantalizing stop

at my breasts, his long index finger tracing my curves, sending a shiver down my spine.

I caught his hand, my breath unsteady “Stop teasing me. Please.”

I just wanted to have sex, not make love

Aaron raised his evebrows slightly Then he took my wrist in his free hand, dragged it up his leg and

along his inner thigh, and held it to his hardened length through his jeans.

”You don’t want to rush this, do you?” Ile lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered in

my car. “No, I think I need to warm you up for this first.”

Any protest I had died in my throat.

He gave a soft chuckle and slid his fingers down to my thighs, squeezing roughly. My breathing

became even more labored.

He moved to kiss and lick and suck on my neck, and I reflexively shied away. I didn’t want him marking

me when this would only be a one night stand

But Aaron didn’t seem to notice, his tongue trailing down to lick at my collarbone, then further down to

my chest. He seemed to be loving the

foreplay as much as I was. I felt him hook a finger into my panties and pull them away, only to return in

seconds to trace the outside of my pussy.

There was a sensitive twitch in my belly and slick heat coated his fin gers. I saw him lift his hand,

smiling gently His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me as if I were the most precious gem in the world. I

was so lost in his gaze that I almost missed him speaking

”You’re already soaking wel, hmm? I haven’t even had a chance to play with your clit, darling “And with

that, his thumb finally made its way to my core.

I clenched my legs almost instantly, my back arching. Ile took that opportunity to slide his other hand up

the curve of my bare back Fuck, I wanted to scream at how well he worked my body.

”Mmm,” he hummed, “You’re squeezing my fingers so tightly… Loosen up.” His tone was seductive and

steady, a stark contrast to my un controllable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze all you want once

my cock is inside you.”

I could only whisper as I begged, “Please… Please give it to me.”

He laughed softly and leaned down again, his teeth lightly catching my nipple through the thin silk of

my chemise. Gentle nibbling, sucking, and teasing with the tip of his tongue left behind a damp stain.

”Your nipples are hard, darling.” His voice began to tremble with ex citement. “All for me…”

”Sh-Shut up,” I managed. I didn’t want to hear the filth spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was

the truth, but the intense stimulation

and thrill of my revenge aroused me beyond anything I’d felt before

My pussy throbbed and ached, twitching at his wicked words. I shud dered again as his finger had

worked its way inside, and I felt it exploring and massaging all the right places. Feeling my wetness, he

gently with drew his finger and looked playfully at the glossy sheen left behind. The sudden emptiness

made the aching even worse as my insides clenched around nothing

”Shut up? That’s not what your body’s telling me…” He cocked his head and smiled innocently. “In fact,

it looks like it wants even more.”

He stuck out his tongue and dragged it slowly over his fingers, silver threads pulling at the edges of his

mouth. The clear blue of his eyes began to darken, growing dangerous and feral.

I felt every nerve in my body screaming for his cock. I don’t know why-I used to feel so neutral about

sex in past relationships. Even with Vincent, I was never so desperate for it. Yet right now, I could only

focus on Aaron’s length nestled between my legs, grinding against me through his pants, and all I

wanted was to have him inside me.

Aaron tore the camisole off of me, his lips trailing down from my breasts to my stomach. I was finally

naked underneath him, and I could hear him suck in a breath.

”I wish I could keep you here forever,” he muttered. I heard him swal low and felt him through his jeans

as he ground his hips into mine. “Right here in my bed…” He panted, pulling down his pants and finally

freeing his cock. He slid on a condom-I didn’t even notice him get it out-and in one fluid motion, buried

himself in me.

Despite his thorough foreplay and preparation with his fingers, there was still that initial painful

stretching. This tomcat was absolutely living up to his reputation as a lady-killer.

He sighed almost dreamily, lust-filled eves glazed over. His comfort able expression was actually kind Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

of adorable

”Relax,” he reminded me as he stilled himself

My voice came out broken. “I am”

He smiled a little. pushing even deeper, and I couldn’t hold back my

groan

”Hey.” He held my chin, softly running his thumb over my lips. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable… and let

me know what feels good, okay?” Ex

everything about him was sending goosebumps down my body

What kind of feedback did he want exactly?

Before I got a chance to ask, he gave an experimental thrust, and I couldn’t bite back my moan in time.

”Just like that, darling,” he gave a breathy laugh.

This asshole was going to be the death of me.

Aaron couldn’t help himself at this point. He rammed his cock into me, tangling his fingers in my hair

and tilting my head back. I felt his Adam’s apple tickling my neck while he moaned and whispered

sweet nothings in my car. When he’d pull back, he’d gaze into my eyes as if mesmerized by the dazed,

half-focused way I looked up at him.

He slurred, “Let me taste those sounds you’re making, baby.” And with that, his mouth traced my

jawline until he found my lips.

I turned my head away, avoiding the kiss. That was a little too inti mate for a quick fuck.

This didn’t seem to put him off and he kept up his rhythm. I listened to the honeyed words that fell from

him-how charming, how lovely, how perfect I was – and I listened to the filthy words as well. Filthy

words about my body, my lips, and my eyes.

It was certainly flattering. Even though I felt embarrassed in my mind, I thought it was sweet of him to

talk to a casual hookup so earnestly.

Just as my thoughts were drifting, he brought me back to the moment with a deep, delicious thrust.

“You still with me, darling?”

I felt like I could die like this, lost in the feeling of him. I didn’t even have the words to describe it. It was

carnal and passionate in a way that transcended each of my senses. I was overwhelmed by the sounds

of skin slapping against skin, the vulgar wetness as he drove himself into me again and again, my own

shameless screams of euphoria, and his fervent gasps.

My phone rang. I knew it must be Vincent.