Irresistible Billionaire Daddy

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all talk until he sent me five designer bags, shoes, wads of cash, and a bouquet just to appreciate my beauty. All that proved he meant business. I remembered him hyping his sexual capacity in beds

at’s what rich peop

g tauntingly over pebbled skin... Maybe my arms trussed over my he

y. I was open to ex

calf, to my inner thigh, before burying itself between my legs. Flicking o

mad funds, his six packs were edited on his pictures and he wasn’t a sex demon. I had confirmed

. I sat on the bed in utter shock as I watched his sweaty bod

ulting him or slapping

on him thanking him for making me

aved a breath and laid back on the bed. I didn't

didn't enjoy his endless tal

le of fingers stroke through the slick folds of f

y bag and brought out my vibrator, pressed my eyes shut and clicked the vibrator onto a low, and glided the thick silico

my clit. I press the button to increase the strength of the vibrations and my back a

se things a long time ago. So

o the pleasure courses down to settle between my legs. I didn't last very long at all. The sensations are too much, everything rises

eft panting and sweating. My high quickly faded away. I fumble with the button, turning it off and pull

as so pa

. I needed to get the hell out of here back home, his money wasn’t enough to keep me tied to his back. I packed my

ld give his sex B average. He was nice...I didn’t have enough time to dedicate to our relationship and whatever he c

lieved? At least nothing was holding me ba

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of the skyscraper hotel he lodged. A cold breeze hit my face as I clo

ill mad at

so?” I asked, sitting up as I looked straigh

sex and would want to keep you by my side forever. I want you to be my wife.” After he u

ts about me. Not even in my wildest d

loyal to him, the most important t

, that relationship or

” I decided

nd found a nice boutique. I got this for you.” He handed

the floor-length mirror, and draped the dres

complete his statement, his phone rang and he excused

, I was not ready to get married an

forever. His money and comfort weren’t enough to

pping the handle of my luggage. “Babe, what’

hope you find the girl that would be able to love you. I'm so sorry

nt the night before and I had a lot of designer

lose anything c

head and hopefully, my Mr right pack