Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 33

“Like I would let you do that to me.” Kathie chuckled in disbelief. “You think I’m like my mom and every other woman who wanna fuck you so bad? You must be Insane to think I’m attracted to you, enough to beg you to touch me or cum for you.”

A small smile crept to Oliver’s lips. “You are so full of yourself, aren’t you?”

“You claim you are not attracted to me and yet your nipples were heavily begging for my attention that you had to moan in relief when I started sucking the hell out of them. And don’t think I didn’t see the way you were squeezing your legs together to ease some tension. Yeah, just like Beatrice and other women, you cannot resist me.”

She saw him smirk, staring at her chest area. Kathie was so disappointed in her body. In as much as she would do anything to wipe that silly smirk off her face, even without looking down, she knew what he was smirking at. She could feel her nipples were erect and no doubt it was visible through the dress she wore. She knew it was all due to his closeness and the fact that he was shirtless with nothing but his joggers hanging loosely around his waist wasn’t helping at all.

“That still doesn’t give you the right to touch me!”

“You wanted it.”

“Just shut the fuck up and let go of me.”

“You’re going nowhere.”

“I’m warning you, Oliver. Let me go.”

“And what’s gonna happen if I don’t.”

“I wouldn’t dare me if I were you.”

“I really want to know what you are capable of.” He challenged.

“Don’t fucking dare me, Oliver.” She said with gritted teeth.

“I’m daring you already. You’re the one who’s scared.”

Katherine was almost kicking his dick but he was quick to stop her, holding her in a way she could no longer attack him.

Ollie chuckled, “Seriously?! That’s what you are capable of? I thought you were about to really show yourself. Like kiss me.’

“I hate you so much.” She said with venom in her voice, throwing him the nastiest glare ever.

“You can either make this easy or hard for us. It’s up to you.”

She frowned at him, not understanding what he was driving at.

“The easy way or the hard way.”

“What for?”

“Your mother said you have something important to tell me. Say it and then we will both take our leave.”

“I’ve got nothing to say to you.”

“Then I will have to get words out of you the hard way.”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“I brought my toys from Australia so I would gladly take you to my room, tie you up and torture you until you tell me all I need to know.”