All Chapters of Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Try and hurt my dick all you want

My body was still trembling from the orgasm, waves of pleasure crashing through me like a storm I couldn't control. Still, hungover and mindblowing orgasms aside, this shit had to end. I wasn't the billionaire's human flesh light. Dignity. Self respect. It was time I reclaimed those things. Became a better me. I pushed at Derek's chest. He responded by moaning into my breasts. "Fuck, that's good," he rumbled. "I can't wait to—"""No," I whispered, my voice cracking. "I'm a fucking person, not a mansion or jet. I can't be bought, certainly not for twelve months."What the fuck was I saying? How the fuck did the duration matter? I obviously couldn't agree. "I never thought I would have to say this, but you're not a fucking whore, Pearl," I had to remind myself, yelling the words down at Derek, his head still buried between my tits.He looked up and pierced me with a gaze radiating contempt and power. My pussy quivered on his dick. Nervousness? Excitement? Terror? All of the above? W

Just don't cum until I do

And we were fucking again. I let out a sigh of relief. It hurt like a bitch when he slammed into me. Then the pain gave way to pleasure and my greedy cunt was hooked once more. "Damn it, that's incredible," I croaked, then clawed into his shoulders to hang on for what was coming. Had I not been in fear for my life, I might have had concerns about my weight inconveniencing him. Then again, he was inconveniencing my sore cunt, so I figured we were even. As I thought this, other emotions were creeping up on me. His offer was more than a little tempting. Fuck knew why he wanted me, but I just wasn't his girl. Sex without love just wasn't me."God, that feels…" my hands fisted his hair in a lustful stupor, my hips grinding hungrily into his. "No, Mr. Nelson. That's not what I—" I tried, but the more he thrusted into me, the harder I found it not to succumb and force my hips against his. "Convince me your body doesn't love this and I'll let you go," Derek implored me, his breath ticklin

No next fuck

Just when I thought Derek was about to cum, his devilish silver tongue whispered, "You didn't think I was done, did you?" and the fucking began again."Derek, you monster. You tricked me," I howled, only for him to chuckle again. "Not tricking. More like taking a break. Even I need to regroup, angel," he mocked me, his thrusts resuming in earnest. "Break's over. No cuming just yet. Can't get enough of my wife's good pussy." The competitive spirit in me was lit by his deception. No matter what I had to do, I refused to cum for this man. "I'm an emotional wreck, Derek. My boyfriend of three years, your son, just shattered my heart into a million pieces. And what did I do? Hop on his father's dick," I sobbed and I knew I wasn't getting him off like this, but at least my pussy wasn't quite as eager to cum for his relentless dick. "He deserved no less. Plus your pussy's amazing. He definitely missed out," an unfazed Derek declared, smacking his lips down onto mine. Up and down his dic

What's another three hundred thousand dollars?

"Send me the bill for the booze last night. I drank a fortune. I can't just walk away from that. And thank you," I told my husband, feeling strangely guilty about leaving this near stranger behind. I didn't elaborate regarding my tagged on thank you. For the orgasm? For making me feel desired, even if it was fleeting? For the escape from my emotional baggage? I didn't know. Mixed feelings churned in my stomach as gratitude tangled with regret.My hand reached for the doorknob when his voice stopped me, deep and rough. "Wait, angel."I froze, my hand clutching onto the doorknob like it was a lifeline. He stood, crossing the room I just struggled to make my way through, in a few quick strides.Being in his presence again was overwhelming. My body heated up. Pulse picked up speed. Stupid, aching pussy leaking his cum clenched. As though it wanted to keep his seed from escaping and demanding his dick's return all at once.It was a biological reaction. Just because I had been waiting for

This gaslighting shit usually works for you

"Hear me out, Pearly. I'm sorry. I messed up. I'll change. I won't cheat anymore. I'll treat you better. Dates. Kisses. Flowers. The works. I can do it, Pearl. I swear I can," Jason insisted, laying one on me to prove his point. His lips molded with mine. How long I had wanted this. Now all his mouth tasted like was the salt of my tears. The disappointment and resentment building up inside me for years. The worst part? He knew exactly what was wrong with us. It wasn't like I needed to explain to him how he was a shitty boyfriend. Or did I? What about using me to get through life? Who is going to take your exams for you, Jason? I wanted to question him, but fear bubbled up inside me, squashing my confidence even as he begged to have me back. We could change together. Then I would explain to me how he made me feel used and worthless. Maybe love wasn't out of reach. Maybe Jason could finally love me. Listen to me. Make my toes curl when he kissed me. Derek and I's rushed kisse

I'll just keep doing your dad until you're done fucking my sister

"So much hotter. And fuck, you clearly ride dick better and blow like a whore, baby," Jason said, flashing me a winning smile and laying my hand on his hard dick. What can I say? My ego was stroked. His dick didn't usually harden until I was midway through blowing him. He wasn't entirely wrong. I could lose the weight. hit the gym harder, try that new diet. Then he'd love me, right? Wouldn't he? A spark of hope flickered, melancholic and desperate.Suddenly I was Plush Pearl again. A high school loser looking for approval and validation in all the wrong places. This man made me feel like shit, but everyone had problems. Right? Then he said the words that sealed the deal for me and ended all my doubts. "No man can fully love you as you are," Jason said, his words slicing deep. "There's too much of you, Pearly. You're too plush."Derek's eyes on me, raw desire, not disgust reflected in them as we fucked flashed before my eyes. The way he'd touched me, like I was precious. Not a fat n

Do you really think I'd let the love of my life slip through my fingers twice?

Concern gave way to curiosity sparking in Derek's eyes as he peered into my face. "What happened to you can't handle my dick and that I might fuck you to death?" he asked me as he tucked sweat soaked strands of hair behind my ear. There it was again. The way he looked at me. I knew for sure in that moment that was how a man who wanted you should look at you. Like he wanted to fall into the windows of your soul, get lost and never escape. Jason could barely look me in the eye. This man would obliterate me. Not just sexually. He was going to destroy the pieces of me his son created. Oh well. "Pearl, we just talked about this. For fuck's sake. The bastard will probably disown me if I do not marry your fat ass. Don't you get that?" Jason thundered, then immediately tried to back track. "I mean, of course I love you too. We need each other, Plush Pearl. Who are you without me?" That was what I wanted to know too. I was finally ready to find out. Done with Jason's verbal abuse and gas

A fucking unholy, ethereal miracle

Derek's POV"Are you expecting company for the evening, Mr. Nelson? If not, we'd be happy to offer a selection of lovely ladies for your enjoyment," Tania, the manager of Eclipse said pleasantly. I fucking bet you would. I just wasn't interested. Don't get me wrong. It wasn't about morality or being above paying for pussy. Drinks. Dinner. Diamonds. Shopping sprees. Even pretending to listen to women whine was a cost in my mind. Show me a man who doesn't pay to fuck one way or another. "You can't get me the pussy I want, Tania," I said to myself, thinking out loud. Most people had a price tag attached to them. Pearl did too. Evidently a clean conscience cost three hundred thousand dollars. The thing that perplexed and fascinated me? She was a woman. Didn't she know she didn't owe me shit? Obviously the bill was mine to cover. Oh well. I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. That she thought she'd be seeing me one last time tonight was what really grinded my gears. We'd s

Miscalculation

Derek's pov "I did not see that coming, but hey," I said with a shrug, following her line of sight once more. Two guys were pressed up against the wall. One was deep throating the shit out of the other, fucking his face silly. Pure Pearl subconsciously touched one of her tits and gave it a squeeze, then quickly retracted her hand, guilt splayed all over her face. Should have seen that one coming. I couldn't help but chuckle, watching her nervously explore. Then guiltily resume her search for me, only to get distracted again. Her next targets was a busty, curvy brunette woman begging for mercy as she took dicks up her pussy and ass. She shook fiercely while sucking a third dick. That was one of Tania's whores. In another life, I'd have asked Tania to procure her for my wife's amusement, as Pearl's gaze lingered on the visual. Then something clicked in my head. I was a jealous bitch. Not even a threesome with my wife and a whore enticed me. The thought of anyone but me touchin

Unwanted, but trapped at your side

See, I knew this wasn't headed where my dick wanted it to go, but I just couldn't get my brain to function. My eyes were drinking her in, but looking alone was not quenching the thirst in me. Ogling her while I opened mv mouth to speak, but nothing came out, obviously didn't go over well. "You definitely don't love me or even remotely like me," she said, her voice cracking with hurt.I wanted to say something, explain myself, but still nothing. I mean, she wasn't wrong. It wasn't love in the way she meant. Derek Nelson wasn't capable of the love books, music and movies told the world existed. Fucking the same woman repeatedly was romance to me. Then again, I had never met a woman who required me to be a romantic. Usually all I had to do was show up with my credit card or check book. Then it was one and done. I never saw the same woman more than twice. Would I really be okay with it ending that way with Pearl? "If you cared for me, you would never bring me to a place like this. I

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