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Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 15. I grounded her.
David's POV.I curl my fists tightly as hunger so primal swims through my body.Hell, my dick is practically brushing against my zipper. I’m just about to snap and rush back there, push that little whore against the wall, and fuck her until she can’t walk.I fell over the edge…I fucking did, dammit. She teased me with dangerous words. She pushed me over the edge and I snapped.Vera is…she’s an angel but also a demon in disguise, ‘cause how was she able to do that?How was she able to push me so softly? So smoothly, you'd even doubt she was coaxing me, and I fell. I fell with my legs thrown into the air.Tingles drip back and forth in my spine, I’m just soaring in the sky. I’m struggling to grasp my control again as I walk down the long hallway to get to the garage.I’m downright aware of her shaky legs hitting the floor. Painfully aware of it.I hate myself for losing it. But you know what? I don’t hate the fucking thing I did. I can’t hate it because it’s too yummy for me to have reg
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 16. Two pussies spitroasting a cock.
David's POV.*Three days later*“Alright, Charlie. Just make him comfortable until I arrive.” I speak into the phone while I dry my wet body.All the hairs on my body, especially the V-line that drops into my groin, relaxes against my skin. My cock is flaccid.It hasn’t been easy these past three days but last night I kinda got some reprieve. I had a threesome last night with some hired sluts, of course. The women just did me good. Too good, that I momentarily forget about Vera and the shit we did in her school.The generous feast held over my cock last night was one that any single, emotionally unattached man would want to have always. But, I can’t because once I get the cum blown off, I’m left with a feeling of unreserved guilt.I feel like I'm hurting a woman I should be doting on. A woman I should give that cock to. But I always manage to get the thoughts away.It won’t do me good. Not at all.The ladies last night gave me quite a show Some strip tease and a little of dove-fucking
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 17. Hookup panties and bra
Vera's POV “That’s what having a man in my life did for me. I don’t feel lonely nor any kinda feelings that’s borderline sad…” The video podcast I’m watching blares.Everything Serene Wilfred said in the video about being in a relationship is all I’ve been imagining the past three days.I’ve managed to coop up in my room. That’s the idea I got from clicking through that blog three days ago. The write up made me realize that when you make yourself scarce, the man you want will desire you and I followed the teachings.I’ve not set my eyes on David for the past three days. The routine of having dinner together was forgotten. I make Irene get me the foods I wish to eat in my room and She does that.Irene sure noticed the distance I created between me and my daddy but I don’t bother going into details of the cause of the strain in our relationship.So, being cooped up here, I watch not only porn videos that help me spill my cum like rain but also relationship videos.Serene Wilfred is one
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 18. Secret room behind my closet.
Vera's POV I’m dancing while humming alongside the music. I just feel the strong urge to dance and stretch my roped muscles. Throughout today I was lazing around as much as my period allowed.Andrei managed to get the tampon and I wore it and stopped the cramps with a heating pad. So, now I feel much better.I turn the volume of the music loud, it almost brings down the ceiling but I don’t mind. I just do the shit I feel like doing.I skid over to the mirror, throwing my hands up in the air as I dance. My wavy black hair jumps with every move I make.“Yeah, give me that, baby.” I croon the lyrics of the music, laughing and finding bouts of satisfaction from the drama I’m playing for myself.The music stops and another continues. I dance and groove to the extent that I didn’t know it was night time. There’s this kinda joy music brings to the table and it's what I'm savoringthis minute.But…A knock on my door brings an unwanted distraction. I growl under my breath and trudge to the d
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 19. Want me to pleasure myself while you watch.
David's POV “Kid…just…stop.” I’m sounding like a needy animal. An animal that's being sexually tortured by its mate.Fuck…fuck…Vera’s hand over my length brings a heady feeling through me. It’s sweet, soft, and intoxicating.She scrolls her fingers up and down my dick through my pant. I emit a growl. Her movements are feathered.“Admit…you want your me to suck this right here…” She touches me again, squeezing me a little harder. I roll my eyes, aroused. Hungry.“Admit you want me to pleasure myselfwhile you watch me, daddy.”Another heart-stopping squeeze…“Admit you want to stretch me with your length and taste how tight I am.” She trails her hand below and from there she scoops my balls and clenches.Unknowingly, I begin to fuck her hand…“Yes, daddy. Right there…” She mutters, feeling my cock thrust her palms…Her voice and words are like that of Eve. Sensual…deep. A purr.>>>>Vera>>>>Hell, I was just tasting the waters. I was just tasting the ground by bringing up the secret r
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 20. Sex dungeon
David's POV The security man directs my car to the garage and I kill the engine and alight from the car.I take in the dark sky and the crescent silver moon perched on it. I swallow and turn to give the bouncer my VIP card.“Welcome boss.” He greets me and hands me back my card.I’m one of the high-profile men in the States that comes here. Some others like Mafias, several ex-convicts, human traffickers and the rest of them that loves sexual entertainment come here too.They sometimes become spectators or one of the participants. One thing about this place is that people get to be who they choose to be.Oh, I didn’tmention that priests equally come here?Ahh, they keep their profile low and they usually wear masks. In fact whoever wears masks in the dungeon is a priest, wanting to keep his identity hidden.My feet begin tracing the way into the large dungeon. I’m yet to arrive at the arena but I’m already hearing some screams and cheers.Before I step into the wing part of the arena
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 21. Watching sex fight
David's POV. I grin as I watch Nathan walk through the aisle to get to my side. My eyes take him in and he looks to be in good shape.Lean but powerfully built. He cut his brunette hair like the military and his designer suit hugs his form well. He wags his brow at me and I utter. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”He stretches his hand and shakes me. He sits by my right and shrugs.“Dad’s sick. So I’m back to take care of his company. Man's getting old and you know I can’t keep cooping up in France. I figured it’s time to do my duties."That’s right. Nathan had been away two days after Vera turned sixteen. He went to pursue his dream as a bounty hunter and he settled in France as his base.His bounty hunting business has been working because I've heard people talking about how he handled their cases. I’m really proud of my friend.“That means, no more bounty hunting?” I ask with a lift of my brows.“Not as it seems. I made sure the boys I’ve trained in the field took over. I can’
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 22. Slumber party night.
Vera’s POV***Thursday****“And he quickly pulls her to his chest…she gasps at the sudden movement. The pressure of her chest against his bare chest makes him groan. Heat from nowhere rises and blasts across their skin. This desire…it’s riding them high and now, seems to be the best time for him to make do with his step sister…”“Besides she’s the one that came into his room without knocking. The girl tries to sputter, but he rocks her closer against his chest. In her pretense of pushing him away, her hand falls across his chest, and sparks fill her bones at the ripples of muscles and smoothness of flesh on the planes of her stepbrother’s chest.”“She unknowingly cries, and he asks her, you love feeling my body on yours? He doesn’t need to ask much because he knows from the moment he came back from school that his step-sister had been crushing on him.”“She tries to play smart but he beats her to it and smashes his lips on hers. Lustful groans bathe in sweet pleasure leaves their lips
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Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 133. Epilogue
Vera's POV. "Thanks, Evelyn." I smile at my housekeeper when she serves me the Earl Gray tea. I've never been a tea person that much but since my pregnancy clocked six months, I started craving it every morning. Today makes it eight months and two weeks since David and I married. An impromptu marriage. But no matter what I love it.It hasn't been easy. Not when David was ousted from the company by the board of directors because of the news Claire leaked. But we've been there for each other. He's been my rock and I've been his. Most days we spend time here in the courtyard, thinking of what other business we can establish and grow.Five months of brainstorming on that led him to establish a small business but it hasn't consumed his time. In fact, David devotes more time to me.Just like the news that spread—the news Claire released on the media, that's how David ensured to spread pictures of our wedding photoshoots. It got the media confused that he wasn't ashamed that he got mar
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. Chapter 132. Last fight
132. Vera's POV. I gasp at the splash of cold water on my face, waking up from sleep. My eyes bulge as I take in my surroundings. The room is bright, unlike before when it was all dark. But this isn't just a room, it looks like an office. But a huge one. There's a billiards table in the center with an overhead light. But that's not what makes my heart slump. It's the number of scary-looking men in the room, surrounding me like predators. My eyes scan them all. Tattoos both on their faces and body, piercing around their eyebrows, ears, and the corner of their lips. Some have a bald head, long hair, and short hair. My heart pulses as I examine the men more. None of their faces looks familiar. Since we got here, Russia, I've been in and out of consciousness. Actually, this is the first time I've taken out time to see my surroundings and the strange faces here. I nearly pee on my panties as I watch these men.Who are they? "So, this is the bitch we've looking for, huh?" One
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 131. Suicide mission
131. David's POV. I've been worked up since Vera went missing. Same as Andrei. The both of us have not slept a wink and I've avoided Claire like a plague, ignoring her calls and text messages. It's all because of her that I'm in this mess but I seek to correct my mistakes. This time, no turning back. I'm damming all consequences now. If it's reputation, I don't mind losing it again. Fuck! My girl is out there in this cold weather with my baby in her belly. Thinking about Vera being helpless and alone is driving me crazy. I wonder how she's coping with our baby. This is literally the third day she's been missing and I'm broken. So broken. Stepping out of my room after brushing this morning, I see Irene waltzing towards me. "Good morning, sir." She humbly greets. The tray of food in her hands already tells me why she's here. Answering her greetings, I order her. "Irene, please take it back. I'm not hungry." There's a compassionate look in her eyes as she stares at me. It's
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 130. Hello, bride
130. Third Person POV. Peter was bubbling with excitement inside of him now, knowing his ticket to freedom was now within reach. Years of searching for that daughter of his has come to an end. Fuck his dead wife, Helen, and yeah, fuck David Truman, Peter smirked inwardly. What he loved most about this minute is the fucking hatred and confusion he's implanting in Vera's mind. He's not here to just take the girl to Anton but he also intends to change her notion about David Truman. He wants to paint the man black before Vera and that's working. The very dark, distant look on Vera's face is a pure indication. Oops, Peter smirked again, wondering about the emotional turmoil Vera must be going through. It's obvious the girl had been seeing the man as her knight in shining armor but now, that same man is the bane of her existence. Damn, Peter loves this. It only means…he'll finally settle with his true love and live peacefully with this grandmother and child. That's the family he
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 129. A murderer
129. Vera's POV. My heart has never been this broken before. It feels like it's about to pop out of my chest. I'm losing my breath and strength is leaving my body fast. Sitting in the subway station on this frosty night, I sob relentlessly. I can't stop the rivulet or tears. I can't stop replaying the scene that occurred before me four hours ago. I've been sitting here for two hours and I've missed the first train that swung by. I can't bring myself to move. All I feel is heartache. David…after all he said to me, he still chose her in the end, why? Indeed, I'm never and I'll never be enough for him. After all, he is what he's rumored to be. A womanizer. I guess I was too blindly in love with him to realize I'd end up like his ex-wives. Too bad now, I'm carrying his child. I chuckle bitterly at the situation I'm in. I feel like it's a blessed-cursed situation. I'm blessed because I have a baby made out of my love for a man. But cursed because even before the baby could come
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 128. Make me yours.
128. David's POV. As Claire and I leave the elevator, I feel the tension becoming palpable. I can't find it in me to respond to whatever greeting my employees send my way. Claire's heels make uncomfortable sounds as it hits the floor. My posture rigid, I swing the door to my office open and walk inside. I hear Claire slam the door shut behind her. Before I can reach behind my desk, she rushes to me, holding my arm. In that moment of surprise, I turn around only for Claire to smash her lips on mine. Her teeth cling strongly to mine. It's all I can do not to barf. The fuck is she doing? I wonder to myself while gripping the back of her hair and pushing her off of me. In disgust, my hand swipes over my lips, wiping the trails of her kisses. I pant, doing everything I can to hold back my rage and sheer eagerness to lash out at her."Claire, need I remind you what boundaries are?" I say so calmly. She might think that's how I am on the inside but no, I'm nothing but calm. She b
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 127. You're pregnant
127. Vera's POV. "Oww…" I whoosh a breath, watching the passersby while I tap my feet continuously on the asphalt. Checking the time again, I figure out five minutes have gone by and Evelyn still isn't here. "What are you still doing, Evelyn?" I mutter, thumbing through my phone to call her again. This dizziness has gone out of hand too. My vision suddenly blurred while I was in the cafe. I just came there to relax this morning but the dizziness struck with force. That's when I decided to head to the hospital. Evelyn's advice a while back was perfect but my stubborn self couldn't admit to it. I didn't even check a pregnancy kit. I prefer going to the hospital to be completely certain. That's why I called Evelyn to help me with my purse. I sigh and scroll a hand through my hair. I'm getting worked up but I'll get a solution soon. "Vee?" A tiny voice calls out to me and I turn my back and see Evelyn smiling from across the building I'm perched on. "Get over here, Eve!" I wave
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 126. Taboo
126. David's POV. "Can you tell us exactly what went on here, Mr. Truman?" The commander asks, wanting to take note. I'll be the last person to reveal that what occurred an hour ago is a mafia war. Resolved to seal the secret, I shrug. "I don't how to explain how it all started, commander. But I'm thinking those are thugs, seeking some kinda attention." I say, my face deadpan. "Did you perhaps see any of their faces?" He asks again. Fuck yes, I did. It's all imprinted on my mind. Anton's. Peter's. It's all living rent-free in my head, I nearly growl but instead, I offer. "Commander, what happened was a flurry of shootouts and shits. Couldn't see any of their faces." The commander looks weak at my vague answers. It's better he is. "Okay, Mr. Truman. We'll make more investigations about that." He says and I nod lightly. The other sheriffs are scouting the place, looking for evidence to find but I know better. Mafias don't leave a trail you can find them with. Their shi
Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy. 125. Crossfire
125. David's POV. All evening I've been tense, worried sick to my bones. The event, my problems with Vera, the viral pictures of me and Claire, and how to make things work out between Vera and I all race through my head, I nearly lost it. While the guests were coming into the ballroom, I move away, wanting somewhere quiet to get my shit together. I can't stop worrying about her. Vera. I fucking want to know if she's going to come over but calling her on the phone will be a dead end because she won't ever respond to the call. Secluded in one of the hotel rooms upstairs, I undo some of my buttons after removing my suit Jacket, cracking the bones of my neck. I make sure I come up here with a bottle of whiskey and I quickly uncork it and begin to drink directly from the bottle. I don't know what to think again. What to feel, so I let all sorts of emotions swing through me, emotions I can't define. Amidst all, that tiny voice in my head keeps telling me Claire knows something. Fu
