Filed to story: Cheating with My Boyfriend’s Best Friend Novel by Jane E L (Olive & Aaron)
I felt like some shameless sl*t chasing after pleasure, but I didn’t feel bad about it. My heart was racing with excitement.
“Babe, you’re being really aggressive.” Aaron gritted his teeth and gasped as I continued. I could tell he was holding back.
I couldn’t help but give a devilish grin. I knew aroused he was because of my actions “Cut the c*ap, do you want to take off my panties or not?”
“You little minx! You’re being so aggressive today and I f*cking love it.
You know how I get when you’re like this, but there’s a price to pay for playing with fire.”
Aaron turned around in an instant, pulling me onto the bed and yanking my body into his lap. I cried out in surprise and rested all my weight on him.
Aaron’s arms encircled my waist. By the time I had regis- tered what just happened, his fingers had already pushed my panties to the side and shoved inside of me.
“Ah!” The sudden stimulation startled me, making me scream out right away.
Aaron’s free hand circled behind me and slapped my a*s, just enough to sting. Although it didn’t hurt, I couldn’t help but blush when Aaron sp*nked me like that. My p*ssy clenched around his fingers in response.
“Baby, please touch it… I can’t wait any longer.” Aaron gave me a desperate look and grabbed my hand. He clumsily guided it to his c*otch.
As soon as I pressed on it, he groaned and I could feel his arousal growing by the second.
“G*d, it’s so thick!” I gulped down a mouthful of saliva. Even though my heart yearned for it to be inside me, I was re- ally exhausted from the day.
Aaron didn’t give me a chance to back away. He added more fingers until four were pumping in and out of me, with his thumb kneading against my cl*t.
“Aaron…” I gasped.
Aaron weaved his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, resting his chin on my shoulder. With his mouth right by my ear, he whispered, “Babe, you’re soaked again.”
He suddenly flipped my body around, forcing me to my hands and knees. He entered me without any warning, f*ck- ing into me like an animal.
I could feel his c*ck hitting deep inside me over and over. I was so aroused that I relaxed completely around him, allow- ing him to go even deeper.
“Ah, it’s so thick…!” I was driven crazy by Aaron’s sudden entry.
Usually, he was careful with me, but right now he was in a frenzy of pure lust and passion.
I could only clutch onto the sheets, trying to use that grip to yank myself forward for a moment of relief from Aaron’s brutal thrusting.
“Olive, you’ll be punished if you don’t let me f*ck you. Be a good girl for me.” As I heard Aaron’s magnetic voice, I felt his hands wrap around my waist and hold me in place.
My desire for relief was completely replaced by the plea- sure of penetration.
I felt like Aaron was going to f*ck right through me, and he didn’t care how I reacted. His entire body was like a jack- hammer.
Each stroke felt impossibly deep and hard, rocking me to my core.
prey.
Aaron was like a starving wolf devouring his hard-earned Since the beginning, I was just asking for trouble by pro- voking Aaron. If I hadn’t seduced him at first, I wouldn’t have ended up like this. My thoughts drifted off while I climaxed, Aaron’s c*m releasing into me at the same moment.
I thought he would let go of me after that, but he held on. After another moment, I felt his arousal grow once again in- side of me.
Aaron flipped me over again so that I rested on my back with my legs pulled high into the air. A finally had a chance to catch my breath.
I spotted Aaron give a devilish smile above me before he began to plow into me again. I was so startled that I wrapped my arms around his neck, my body trembling beneath him.
After the second round, my entire body was weak. I of- fered Aaron some gentle kisses in the hope that he would leave me alone. Instead, Aaron pulled out, mixing my wetness with his c*m, and thrust into me once again.
“Aaron, I can’t go again, I’m so tired… let me go…”
I felt like Aaron was going to f*ck me to death until I com- pletely passed out.
When I woke up, I found myself in Aaron’s arms. All of that sex must’ve finally depleted his energy. He was sleeping soundly like he didn’t have a care in the world.
My body was clean and fresh, so Aaron must’ve washed me up. My heart warmed at the thought.
After stretching, I felt a little hungry. I gave Aaron a final glance before getting out of bed and ordering room service.
When the doorbell rang, I dragged myself on my shaky legs to the door.
But when I opened the door, it wasn’t hotel staff standing there, but a woman squatting in the hallway. Her back was turned towards me, and she looked absolutely pitiful
When she turned her head to look at me, I was surprised. What was Emily doing here?
I had a bad feeling about this. My eyebrows furrowed as I instantly forgot all about my hunger.
“Emily, why are you here?” My expression turned even sourer when I remembered Emily disturbing me and Aaron a few days ago.
Emily spoke softly. “Olive, I promise I don’t want to bother you this time. I just want to talk.”
“What?” I nearly doubted my ears.
After hearing Emily’s humble and pitiful request, I made the split-second decision to agree to talk to her.
I myself had no idea why I followed her. I meant, this woman had cheated on my boyfriend, and now I will go out with her rather than enjoy a s*xy hot night with Aaron. D*mn, I must be crazy.
I cursed at myself.
On the other hand, I asked Emily to wait for me for a while. I dressed hurriedly, left my room, and met with her at the hotel rooftop.
Because it was the middle of the night, Emily and I were the only people on the rooftop.
Well, perfect. Starry night, mild breeze, empty hall, me and my love rival. What else could I expect for a perfect night? I mocked at myself inside.
The two of us leaned against the guardrail side by side, gazing out at the distant lights. For a long time, Emily didn’t say a word.
What the hell? She asked me out to enjoy the scenery?
Just when I thought she was trying to psych me out, Emily suddenly spoke. “Vincent isn’t doing well.”
I was glad she finally said something. If she kept silence for the whole night, I would mistake it as a date maybe, not the most wired one. I have once dated a boy in my high school, and he was just silence, for the whole three hours.
My mind was filled with those trashes. I did it on purpose, since otherwise, I would not know how to respond to her words.
I was surprised that Emily even dared to talk to me about Vincent. I couldn’t help feeling a twinge of irritation, and I snapped, “Why should I care how Vincent is doing?”
Or you wanted to show off your close connection with Vincent? You wanted to say you are the girl next to him now?
“He’s locked himself in his room for a long time now… I sent him all his favorite foods, but he doesn’t really eat any of it, and he doesn’t want to talk. He’s heartbroken…” Emily’s voice was a small whisper, and I could tell she was deeply dis- tressed and worried about Vincent.
But I didn’t understand what she was trying to tell me. Ev- erything she said made me felt ridiculous.
Vincent put himself in this position, and everything that happened was his fault. He was the one who cheated on me, so why was he pretending to care about me now? Or why Emily asked me to care about him now?
“This was a choice Vincent made for himself. We’re all adults here. He should take responsibility for what he did, and you and I should do the same. Vincent got what he deserved,” I told Emily with a frown.