The Billionaire's Sister: Daddy's Dangerous, Baby Girl 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 131 - 챕터 140

Surprise lit up her face, then she crossed her arms over her chest as I held out my phone to her. "Nothing you show me can change you telling her fucking me is no different to fucking her," she muttered in a small, pained voice. "I cannot do it with you." "Do what with me?" I asked impatiently, tapping my foot on the ground while the elevator alarm blared around us. Fuck me and my stupid wording. "Pretend like I don't mind being a whore. Act like the sex doesn't matter to me," she said, hugging herself. "You're not a whore, Olive. Believe me, I know. My mother was a whore. She got the cufflinks from the last Kumicho for spreading her legs for him one night. Nine months later, boom. She had three heirs to sell to a Yakuza boss. I guess she couldn't wait though, because turns out she sold one triplet in order to raise the other two. Whatever she got for Copycat ran out quickly though. So she spent my childhood getting fucked by random fuckers to scrape together enough for plan

"That is highly inappropriate, Mr. Chancellor," the manager said, barely containing his outrage. I sucked my lips in, holding back a giggle. Everyone else was not as successful. A few snickers filled the room."You can not make such a promise anyway. This restaurant is privately owned by my friend Luigi. You can not just—" the haughty manager announced, holding his head high. "Aah, that explains that, does not it? Actually it is owned by that guy who just walked through the door. Her brother. Restaurants are not usually his speed, but Luigi is broke and Will really likes this place. I just so happen to work for him. You are fired," said Chance, as Billy entered the restaurant. "Yes," the mousy chick cheered, pumping her fist in the air, her eagerness to express her joy met by chuckles from her colleagues. "On what grounds?" the manager bellowed, his hands turning into fists at his sides as his face burst into flames. "Managers make sure a place runs smoothly. If she fucks up, th

"But I am not rushing, Will. She is not the only one that waited a long time for this. Fuck, I waited long enough to say I love you. I want you. I am yours. Just yours. It was always you. When everything goes to shit, like it did today, I just want to hold her hand and light up her world. Support her. Tell her everyone can leave. Edward. Sandra. Even you. I won't. I will be by her side when she wants someone to hold her while she cries. Someone to kiss her when she is happy. I am a selfish motherfucker. This is not some sacrifice. I need to be her husband. She is all I want. Her unconditional love is all I need. Please just let me love my Persephone. Please, my brother. Let me make her happy. I fucking know I am the only one that can," Chance pleaded, his entire frame shaking with frustration and passion as he begged, like Mr. Inconsequential never had before. "I swear he is about to go on his knees and propose to Will instead of you," Bianca said through the corner of her

"These doors could open on any floor. Anyone could—" I started, then broke off into a whimper as his warm tongue slid into my fuck hole. "Daddy, Hades, yes," I moaned, my head falling back against the wall. He pulled his tongue out of my pussy and said, "you are learning," then stuck it back into my pussy and started tongue fucking me. "Someone could see," I complained, but I had never felt so safe getting my pussy eaten out in a public space as I did with him. No urgency. No fear of discovery. Just me and the warm, fuzzy feelings I had for the man pinning me against the wall, drowning in ecstacy as I gave my body over to his mouth. "Fucking hell," I said, my fingers gliding through his hair as his tongue had its way with my pussy while his big hands gripped onto my thighs firmly. "So good. All yours. Use your whore, daddy. Use your baby girl. Your Persephone. Your wife." He really liked that last one, letting out a guttural gro

Heaven help me, my body gave up long ago. Couldn't even spare the words to say I couldn't breathe. Still, I wanted it. I wanted him. "Want more help angel?" his hoarse voice called out into my ear as he spread my ass cheeks apart and his dick tore my ass in half. "Yes, please, yes," I purred, stupid eager to beg for more, no longer knowing what I was asking for, only knowing I needed it. "More. Daddy. Please." Twenty three. No screaming or crying out this time. I only counted my lucky stars when he begrudgingly said, "Cuming, baby girl" moments before the elevator doors opened a second time. He rolled us over onto our sides, slammed into me one more time, then pulled us up into a sitting posture as we came together. "Shit,* he cursed, straining to reach out for something. Moments later, the alarm sounded, indicating he had pulled the stop switch again. "You. Not. Supposed. Do. That," I said in between gasps, only just awake in his arms. "What. Got. Into. You?" "You. C