All Chapters of The Billionaire Panty Ripper: Chapter 21 - Chapter 22

22 Chapters

Chapter 21: Popped

The Billionaire Panty Ripper/Sophia R. E.

Eden's POV Sir Oliver lies on top of me and takes my mouth in his. He presses his groin against my mound and I feel the enormous hard organ pulsing in his pants. He presses it to my naked mound, nudging it against my slit. The feeling of his hidden rod on me whelms me with a strong craving in my stomach. I hold him tightly when he starts grinding it against me. My body is electrified. The craving intensifies and transforms into a raw need to have him make love to me. He lowers his head to my crotch and spreads my legs. His tongue goes right into my soaking wet puss. My hips buck and I shudder as his flattened tongue licks my jewel, from my throbbing pink hole, across my gaping butthole and slaps my swollen clit. Sir Oliver ravishes my honeypot and as he does, I feel stings from his teeth grazing my clit. The little prickles coupled with the delicious sensation he’s sending to my love glove makes me tremble uncontrollably. It drives me to my peak and I feel my stomach twist and my

Chapter 22: Deceived

The Billionaire Panty Ripper/Sophia R. E.

Eden's POV “What do you want?” Sir Oliver's question echoes in my ear over and over again. I look at him, confused. And he's staring at me dead in the eye, no ounce of warmth on his face. I don't understand. Why is he acting so cold to me all of a sudden? What could I have done for him to start treating me this way out of the blue? I swallow before opening my mouth to respond. “I—” “Oliver darling, come back to bed.” A woman's voice booms from inside his bedroom. My jaw falls loose, my mouth opening wide and my heart ceases to beat for a moment. If he's with that woman so early in the morning then it means she spent the night in his bedroom. How could he do this to me after what's happened between us? “I asked you a question, Eden,” Sir Oliver snaps, his hand tightening around his doorknob. “What are you doing here?” “I came... to see you.” I fight off the tremor in my voice and try to speak firmly. But it's no use. Not when my heart is being shredded to pieces. And not while

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