Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend

Chapter 68

Clench For Me “My pants are down. Can’t you tell what I’m about to do?” Aaron pushed his lower body against mine

twice. His intent was crystal clear.

“But… I’m on my period…” I stammered. I was shocked and flustered, but most of all, I was worried

that this would quickly become a disgusting mess.

“That’s alright. There are other ways…” With that, he turned my body around. I was pinned with my This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

arms against the wall with my ass sticking out.

I struggled, but he held my waist down to keep me still. He lifted my shirt, exposing my hips, and

leaned down to drop a searing kiss on my midsection.

It tickled, and I reflexively bucked to get away from him. In the next moment, I felt him tug at the edge

of my panties. He pulled them upward so that the firm material put pressure on my pussy. I barely held

back my moan. Suddenly, his hot shaft fell between my legs.

I knew he wouldn’t try to put it in while I was bleeding. He just wanted friction.

I sighed with relief.

Then he whispered in a low, husky voice. “Clench your legs for me, darling.”

My ears burned, and at first, I refused to listen to him. He ended up slapping me hard on the ass, and I

immediately tightened my legs around his cock.

“Good…. That’s it.” Aaron praised me as he started to thrust

between my legs.

His cock was moving back and forth while I stood with my legs held together. The position left me

unsteady, so I looked back at Aaron with a pleading gaze. He leaned down with his chest pressed

against my back, and he asked, “What’s wrong?”

I rolled my eyes. “Hurry up. My legs are getting tired.”

Aaron laughed, and the sound made me angry enough to want to punch him.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and the other around my shoulders. My entire body was held in

his arms as he pulled me up straight. His kisses fell on my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes to

enjoy them, but my body felt extraordinarily empty. It was too bad we couldn’t really have sex… I never

hated my period more than I did at that moment.

I lost track of how long Aaron was busy. All I knew was that I was extraordinarily tired. The grinding

between my legs was so hot and painful that I started to wonder if he’d broken the skin of my inner

thighs. Eventually, I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I urged Aaron to finish quickly.

He picked up the pace and thrust hard a few more times before he finally released. His hot seed spilled

between my legs.

He carefully took me back to the bathroom, scrubbed me down, and carried me to bed.

I was exhausted, so I immediately nestled into his arms with my eyes closed. He wrapped his arms

around my waist and

planted a soft kiss on my forehead. “Good night, my love.”

As drowsy as I was, I couldn’t help but shiver when I heard those words. They filled me with such a

sense of belonging that my heart skipped a beat. But when I stopped to think about it, I wondered how

many other women he’d said that to.

I was just one of many…

I chuckled to myself before surrendering myself to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up in a soft queen–sized bed. The aroma of bacon and coffee filled the air,

and I stretched lazily.

This was a perfect morning. Definitely.

I woke up to warm sunshine and the smell of fresh food. Even my favorite music was playing…

Because my phone was ringing.

My good mood vanished the moment I saw who was calling.

I took a deep breath and picked up the phone.

“Olive? Where are you?” Vincent asked right away.

“I’m at Cinder’s. What’s up?”

He didn’t sound convinced. “What are you doing there?”

“Because I wanted to spend time with someone who cared about me,” I said mockingly. “My boyfriend

didn’t walk me home yesterday. I have the right to cry on my best friend’s shoulder.“!

When I mentioned what happened yesterday, Vincent’s voice

began to waver. “I…”

I half listened to his excuses while he droned on and on about how much he loved me. My attention

was on Aaron…

God damn.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

I’d never seen him like this. With a spatula in hand, he was dressed in an apron and a gray robe, and

he’d never looked sexier.

“How do you like your eggs?”

“Scrambled, thanks.” I licked my lips.

On the other end of the phone, Vincent sounded worried. “Who was that? Are you really at Cinder’s

apartment?”

“That’s… Cinder’s new boyfriend. He’s making breakfast.” | didn’t take my eyes off Aaron, who raised

an eyebrow at me.

“What? Her new man’s a chef?” Vincent asked, shocked.

“Food’s done! Love you! Bye!” I quickly hung up as Aaron walked toward me.

“Now I’m Cinder’s boyfriend?” He leaned in close and played with a strand of my hair. “I’m her personal

chef?”

“Not hers.” I smiled and hugged him. “Mine. From now on, you’re cooking for me.”

“I wouldn’t mind cooking for you for the rest of your life.”

I laughed nervously. I didn’t expect him to say something like

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that, so I quickly changed the subject. “Is the food actually done though? I’m hungry.”

He sighed.

“Honestly, Olive… When are you gonna break up with him?”