Chapter 113 – Cheating with My Boyfriend’s Best Friend Novel by Jane E L (Olive & Aaron)

When we went back, Aaron was still upset. Apparently, he was still angry at Emily.

I wr apped my arms around him from behind and ki ssed his broad back, “Clam down…she is just a stinky c*ckroach. Forget her, okay?”

It’s not worth getting angry over someone like Emily who was just a f*cking b*tch.

But it seemed like it didn’t work. Aaron still sounded very depre ssed, “Are we just going to waste our whole vacation in this room?”

“Why? Don’t you like it?” I walked over to the window to look out: The wisps of haze hadn’t disappeared yet… the golden- rimmed clouds moved slightly from time to time…the sea was sparkling…everything was so beautiful that I didn’t want to blink at all because I was afraid that I might miss something.

I sat in the seat in front of the window, hands propped up admiring the sea, “Come on, this room is really big and it is the sea view. The scenery is so amazing. If possible, I would like to spend my whole life here.”

When Aaron heard that, he smiled gently, came over, and wr apped me into his arms, ki ssing my neck with his head down. His voice was really s*xy, “Poor Olive…”

In the next moment, he li cked my ear and blew hot air into my ear. I was tickled with goosebumps, “Don’t li ck there. It’s itchy…”

He pre ssed me on top of the cashmere-carpeted bay window and sat on his knees on top of me, looking at me from the top.

Those hands had already been wandering my waist. Soon, he was skillfully coming to my bre asts and easily yanked down my bikini.

When he squeezed my ni pple, I couldn’t help but grunt softly. It was so comfortable that even my toes couldn’t help but curl up.

He bent down and gently rested the tip of his nose against mine, “You can see the night view of the entire New York City in my apartment, do you want to move in?”

When he said so, his thin li ps would touch mine from time to time. It seemed like magicians borrowed light from the star and put it into his eyes. I couldn’t help but get lost in his charming eyes.

Living with him? If so, I could see his unbelievably s*xy face every morning when I woke up. And he would give me a good morning ki ss the moment he woke up…G*d, I would love to get up early every morning.

Well, it was really tempting and it was so hard to refuse him. But I did know that it was not a good time now. I inclined my head to avoid his ki ss, “Emm…maybe…we can…ah!”

He suddenly lowered his head and su cked heavily on my ni pple. Instantly, I felt like my soul was being su cked out of my body. At the same time, his hand was ru bbing my bo obs hard.

I tried to push his head away while panting, “Don’t…”

“Do you want to live with me? I have an apartment near your school too. It has that outdoor pool you like.” He narrowed his eyes and kept seducing me. His low voice was really s*xy that made my p*ssy w et, “And…do you want to make love with me in the pool? It’s not cold. The water will be always 104°F. It would be fun, trust me.”

I grabbed his hair and lifted it upward, gasping for air, “Stop that…don’t tempt me.”

If he said more, maybe I would agree with him immediately.

“Is it enough?” He smiled wickedly. His knot was bulging throat rolling up and down.

Oh g*d… Did he want to… Before I could say no, Aaron carried me out of the bay window. Then he held me down on the landing.

He ripped off my bikini, tied my hands behind my back, and tied them in a deadlock.

I struggled a few times, but instead of breaking away, the bikini was wr apped around my wrist like a snake. It was getting tighter and tighter.

“Give up, babe, you can’t break free.” Aaron pre ssed my waist and ki ssed my back passionately.

I was so agitated that I subconsciously squirmed, “What are you doing? Let go of me.”

“What am I doing?” He slapped my bu ttocks a few times, then ripped my panties off with one hand, “Tempting you, as you can see.”

His two large hands were pinching my waist. His hard d*ck was ru bbing against my hi ps. My bo obs were brushing against the top of the cold glass with his movement.

G*d…was it tempting? Did he insane?

“B*stard!” I was arose by him. I could feel that my p*ssy was extremely w et. It was uncomfortable. And I was a little bit ashamed…

His hands targeted my puffy bo obs again. His f1ngers easily squeezed my bre asts into different shapes, “Well, I’m the as*hole. And I’m seducing you. Miss Olive, are you seduced yet?”

The love juice was almost flowing down the roots of my legs, but he didn’t f*ck in…at this moment, his hand touched my bottom, and I subconsciously clenched my legs.

But he was faster than I was. His hands caressed my p*ssy at first. His f1ngers began to stab in. I heard him laughing happily.

“It seemed like you couldn’t wait anymore, little sl*t” After a while, he finally stopped doing so, instead spreading my legs apart from behind.

Without any further padding, his d*ck stabbed straight in. My p*ssy was instantly occupied completely. I couldn’t help but grunt out loudly.

“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 expre ssion. “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.

After we connected the console to the huge flatscreen, we sat right on the cashmere carpet in our robes. Our eyes were glued to the screen as we focused solely on the game.

It was obvious that Aaron had barely played any Mario Kart. He kept driving off the track, and I won the first game by a landslide.