Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4

“Let it go.” Aaron moaned, “You’re just mine, now.”

“But I wish it would be forever…” He added.

We weren’t finished with each other until 3 AM in the morning

He took me one last time from behind, and when it was over I was left on my back, too drained to even turn over. He was laying beside me with one of his legs tangled between mine. I didn’t bother pulling away from him this time.

“Is anyone else home?” I suddenly asked, dazed.

He laughed, “Little late to ask.”

Right. Nevermind then.

Exhausted as I was, I was satisfied. For the first time, I experienced the complete pleasure of sex, but what made it even sweeter was the thrill of getting my revenge. Fulfilled, I let myself fall asleep in his bed.

I wasn’t sure what time it was when I awoke. The room was dreamily lit by the low, warm city lights being filtered through the curtains. I turned my head, only to find Aaron still next to me. He was facing away, but I could still make out his soft snoring as he slept.

A dull hum came from the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed. I qui etly got up and rilled through it, fishing out a phone.

I squinted at the screen. Someone named Tom was calling, and it looked like he’d tried calling ten more times before this. Realizing it was Aaron’s phone I’d grabbed, I dropped it back into the pile and dug around a little more for mine.

3 calls, 12 message notifications. Vincent was back from his reunion yet. Too bad I’m not.

I stood to get dressed, but the moment I did, my legs wobbled. Last night left me weaker than I thought.

Aaron’s groggy voice came from behind me, dazed. “What time is it?”

“5:12,” I answered, pulling my clothes on.

“Too late to go home now,” he resigned, lying back down and rubbing his eyes.

I didn’t respond, instead continuing to button my shirt-dress with my back to him. Then I felt him wrap his long, strong arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder and pressing a light kiss to my neck. The cool air was chased away by his warm scent.

“Stay,” he said.

There was a raw and vulnerable tone in his voice, but his appetite in bed had left me spent. I didn’t have the patience to play along with him.

“You can afford to miss work. I can’t.” I shook him off, fastened my last button, and walked out.

I gave myself a once-over in Cinder’s bathroom mirror. My clothes hid every trace of my wild night at Aaron’s, but underneath, it was a disas ter Hickies littered my chest and thighs, bruised fingerprints wrapped around my breasts and waist, and if that wasn’t enough, an apparent bite mark decorated my left breast.

I was so thoroughly scandalized that if Vincent saw, he wouldn’t have a hard time finding out who I spent the night with.

Another one of the few times I met Aaron was at a pool party. He’d brought a girl with him, and her bikini showcased marks that looked strik ingly similar to the ones I was covered in now. Hell, she even took off her top in the jacuzzi to show me the bite on her breast.

She sounded a bit proud of herself too, “Haha, did I land a lil’ puppy or something?”

Definitely

Cinder yawned as she walked into the bathroom, handing me clean underwear and a bathrobe. “Out, out, out! Before you make me act up!”

I rolled my eyes, pulled my underwear up my legs, and walked out of the bathroom, shrugging on the robe. The shower left me feeling relaxed the perfect way to top off my vengeance.