Cheat with my boyfriend best friend by Jane E.L.
Chapter 54

Magic Words

That wasn't good.

I was alarmed. If Vincent really kicked in the door, then... I didn't even want to imagine the consequences.

I quickly called, "I'm fine, just go away! I don't want to see you right now."

Aaron tried to get a rise out of me again, and it made my

voice pitch unnaturally. I didn't even care what Vincent would have to say about that though, because Aaron was picking up the pace.

It was so hot down there, and I was so happy that my legs were tightly wrapped around his waist. My toes curled, and my juices were dripping onto the floor. The air was filled with the scent of lust.

I could not stop the moan that escaped my throat no matter how hard I tried. Luckily, it sounded more like a choked sob.

"Olive, are you crying?" Vincent became more anxious. He apologized, his voice revealing panic. "Baby, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left tonight. Please don't cry, it breaks my heart to hear you like that... Open the door and let me in, okay? Let's talk about it."

I was on the verge of tears, but not from Vincent's words. I was too busy getting my brains fucked out.

I wasn't sure if Aaron was crazy, but after hearing Vincent say those words, he seemed energized. Intense waves of pleasure washed over me again and again. My lower body twitched and tightened into a deadly stranglehold, and my reaction told him right away that I had orgasmed.

He didn't withdraw immediately, and each fast thrust gave me even stronger jolts of pleasure. After a few more seconds of this, my convulsions became constant shivers. My inner walls squeezed and pushed along his cock, and I almost cried

for

mercy.

Perhaps my show of total submission pleased him, and he kissed the tip of my nose happily. Then, he slowed his movements, and I felt like I could finally think clearly again.

Vincent was oblivious to what was going on on my side of the door, and he kept apologizing. Over and over, he called to me, and he tried to reassure me that he loved me and wanted to

marry me.

I would have been happy if I'd heard these words before, but now I didn't feel moved at all. It just made me feel like a disgusting hypocrite, and I had the sudden urge to vomit.

I still had Emily to deal with after all. How worthless was Vincent's love at this point? He still wanted to marry me?! As

if!

"Your fiancé is apologizing to you. Why don't you say

something to him?" Aaron asked as he lowered his head to take one of my nipples in his mouth.

His sour tone made me roll my eyes. When I thought of how he tortured me just now, my need for vengeance reared its ugly head. I arched my back and squeezed my abdominal muscles hard, and smiled to myself when I heard Aaron stifle a groan.

I raised my eyebrows in triumph, but he looked up from my chest with a smirk in his eyes. It was like... he was waiting for

something.

It didn't take me long to realize that the knocking and apologizing had stopped. Did Vincent hear Aaron just now?!

My face changed in a heartbeat, my hair stood on end, and I looked at Aaron in a panic. I didn't know what to do.

I really didn't want to continue living with Vincent, but getting caught in bed with Aaron was definitely not how I wanted our breakup to unfold.

When Aaron saw my fear, he smiled and kissed me on the corner of my mouth. I didn't duck this time. I didn't dare moye. Instead, I listened quietly to the movement outside the door.

I bit my lip and stared at him with indignation, but I knew better than to tease him again.

"Are you alone?" Vincent's voice was full of suspicion. "Who was that?"

My heart sank. He had heard.

'Take it easy,' I told myself. 'You can handle tracking individual nerve responses. Dealing with a piece of shit like Vincent will be a piece of cake!*

My last orgasm left me hyperventilating, so I tried to calm myself down first. It took everything I had to not sound like a cat in heat.

"I have someone in here with me. More than one, actually." I rasped. "I called a bunch of strippers to keep me company after you left."

I gave Aaron a look, and he smirked and raised his eyebrows.. Then my expression turned into a glare, but he pretended not to see until I clenched my pussy again. That was when his face changed, and he raised his arms in surrender. Aaron took out his phone and tapped it a few times. In seconds, loud music and whistling started to play.

He got the hint and played a scene from Magic Mike.

Sure enough, Vincent sounded relieved. "I shouldn't have left, I know, but don't make fun of me like that. If you want to see strippers, you don't have to watch videos online. I'll buy tickets right now and we can go watch a show together. Whatever makes you happy."

"I... This isn't a video!" I feigned anger and indignation. "Get out of here. I don't want to see you right now."

"Alright, alright... I'm leaving. Goodnight, babe." Vincent's voice faded as he briskly walked away.

I would bet on my PhD that he still thought I loved him to death. If I was the one who disappeared on the night of our proposal for no good reason, he'd assume it was a harmless joke. The thought of me turning him down never crossed his mind.

When I turned around, I saw the surprised look on Aaron's face.

"God, Olive... You're pretty good at this cheating thing."

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"I'm a neuroscientist," I said matter-of-factly. Aaron's sincere compliment gave me an eerie sense of satisfaction, but it was

followed by a deep emptiness.

"Did you major in manipulating men?" Aaron hummed appreciatively. "Bravo, you scheming little witch."

No. I wasn't a witch at all. If I was, I wouldn't have lost my boyfriend in the first place.

"It's time for you to go." I turned my head away from him. After all of my frustration, after the wild sex, the only thing I wanted to do now was take a bath and go to bed. "So cold," Aaron sighed as he pulled out of me.

Knock! Knock!

"Olive, could you open up? I really want to see you. It's about the ring..."

What the fuck?!

Why was Vincent back?!

Aaron was amused by my panicked expression, and he leaned over me with a low, sexy chuckle.

"Work your magic again, little witch."

"Don't be ridiculous!" I lowered my voice to warn him. I furrowed my brow and silently urged him to come up with something. If this kept up, we were definitely going to get caught. Aaron smiled lazily with a sly glint in his eyes. He whispered, "I know the perfect spell, little witch. Just say the three magic words and I'll handle everything."

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