All Chapters of Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Jocelyn’s POV I giggled into Eduardo's mouth as he fondled and smacked my ass, multiplying the throes of sensual ecstasy swirling through me.We were now in the hotel, and I had my back pressed to the glass walls of the hotel room as Eduardo unzipped my dress, exposing my bare boobs and panties-clad buttocks to himself.Pulling away from the kiss, he darted me a look full of desire. “I can never get enough of you, Jocelyn.”“Me neither,” I whispered, clutching onto his lapels for dear life.At that moment, I was desperately in need of a deep pussy pounding as I was becoming increasingly wet as the minutes passed by.Erotic passion burned through me as he finally hoisted me up, so that my pussy was now directly atop his hard cock.“Oh, yeah,” I whimpered out as his hardness brushed my pussy in an ever so delicious way. Chuckling, Eduardo repeated the action and I moaned again, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist.At that point in time, all I wanted was for him to fuck me alread

Jocelyn’s POV I heaved an exhausted sigh as my zip refused to cooperate for the umpteenth time that morning. Glancing at the wall clock, I realized that I had an hour left before my meeting.That wasn't my first time wearing that dress, so I was confused as to why it was acting like that.Or had something gone wrong when I gave it to the hotel dry-cleaner yesterday I think we make maybe to my life you barely want me So June“Still on the zipper issue?” Eduardo asked, leaning against the doorway, all suited up.“Yes.” I sighed, to which he smiled before coming behind me.After twenty four hours of doing nothing but cuddling and having mind-blowing sex, we were finally leaving the hotel and returning to our respective homes.Left to me, I wanted us to continue our stay at the hotel and keep attaining amazing orgasms together, however, I had a son who I needed to take care ofPlus, Nancy would also suspect foul play and I couldn't have that.“It's done,” Eduardo said, his thick baritone

Eduardo’s POV Standing akimbo, I looked around the room, that was my new residence, wondering when I was going to get my old life back.Three days had passed since the investigation started, and for some reasons, the FBI had decided to seize all my properties until I was proven innocent.I now lived in my private villa, which I had purchased under Henry's name some weeks ago, as though I had gotten a premonition that this investigation would happen.The villa was going to be Henry's in the future.In all honesty, I had no idea what they were still investigating or why the darn thing was taking so long.They had asked Hamilton and he had told them that I was never part of his crimes, so I was confused as to why I was still a suspect.Sighing heavily, I made my way to the kitchen to search for something to eat, but found nothing other than water and vodka.Grabbing my phone, I ordered a box of pizza with a diet coke. Afterward, I checked my message and phone app, to ascertain whether I

Jocelyn’s POV I stifled a moan of pain as blood trickled out of my thumb, where I had just cut, as a result of being absentminded.A day had passed since Eduardo's accident and to say I was miserable was probably an understatement.Hell, I felt guilty, miserable and also scared for the unforseeable future.Regardless, I was going to pay him a visit tomorrow, to see how he was doing and stuff.If only I had just quenched my idea of revenge after Henry's surgery, the FBI wouldn't have seized Eduardo's properties and he wouldn't have gotten into a car crash.This was all my fault. I should have just let it go instead of being so stubborn and putting his life at stake.“Mummy, your phone is ringing,” Henry's voice wafted into my ears, jerking me back to reality.Quickly, I hid my injured finger before turning to face him with a smile as I collected the phone. “Thanks, baby.”“You are welcome, mummy.”Glancing at the caller ID, I saw that Nancy was calling. I was about to swipe on the ans

Jocelyn’s POV “Mr Hathaway of New Bloom Insurance wants me to set up a lunch meeting between you two,” Amelia's voice wafted into my ear as I reviewed some documents. “Apparently, he wants to get your investment in his new start-up.”“Tell him that I'm not interested,” I said. “Next.”Turning off her iPad, Amelia gave me a pointed look. “Pardon me for asking you this, ma'am. But are you even listening to me?”“Of course, I am,” I replied. “What sort of a ridiculous question is that?”“You are still thinking about Eduardo Lopez, aren't you?” Amelia sighed. “I noticed how spaced out you were throughout today's meeting but I decided against bringing it to your attention.”Placing my head in my hands, I inhaled sharply. “I'm going crazy, Amelia. I don't know what to do. Nothing even makes sense anymore.”Untucking a chair from my desk, Amelia sat in front of me. “Did something happen?”“Amelia, Eduardo has amnesia,” I said, feeling choked up with unshed tears. “He can't remember anyone o