Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 6

She blushed, looking down at them. “Sometimes I can’t decide who you like more. Me or these.” She pointed at her boobs, loving the tingling feelings she was having.

Oliver chuckled, caressing her lap. “I can say the same about you. I don’t know who you like more. My dick, my tongue, my fingers, my fame, my money, or myself.”

Oliver’s girlfriend couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

He chuckled. “I know you love everything that I mentioned but you like me last.”

“You’re wrong,”

“Prove it!” He challenged.

“I’m in love with your personality. Everything else is just a bonus. I love you more than life itself.”

“Liar!!!” He smiled.

“Don’t test my patience baby! The only thing I fucking hate is your Ego. I love you more than life itself.”

He smirked, “Prove it, Drea”

“I will.” Drea smiled, getting up from his lap.

She got on her knees, in between his legs, then started unbuckling his pants.

“What are you doing?” He asked innocently.

“Saying hello to my best buddy,”

Before Oliver could comprehend what was happening, Drea served herself. She took out his dick, moved closer to it, grabbed it gently but possessively, and showered it with kisses while intentionally leaving some saliva on it to make it wet.

Running her tongue over the tip of his dick, Drea took a glance at Oliver. Satisfied with the look of desire on his face, She looked into his eyes as she slowly took his dick in her mouth.

Drea sucked and gagged, went slow, went fast, and in between.

Feeling She needed some air, She pulled out from her mouth and then brought his dick in between her boobs.

“Yeah! Give it to me, baby.” She moaned the moment Ollie started thrusting in between her boobs.

“You love watching me fuck your boobs senseless, don’t you?” He groaned in desire, not slowing down.

“Yes, Daddy!” She moaned, holding her boobs still with both hands as he continued to fuck her boobs.

In a flash, Oliver pulled away, he rose to his feet, gave her a helping hand on her feet then bent her over his mahogany desk.

Drea smiled, licking her lips when She heard the sound of him pulling down his pants.

Oliver spanked her left ass before rubbing the tip of his cock against her moist pussy.

Drea smiled, enjoying the feel of it.

“I want you, Ollie,” She moaned. “I want your deep fat cock in my pussy. Wanna leave your office limping like a bitch who just got fucked for disobeying her master. Fuck me, Daddy.” She said very fast like someone who had been sex deprived for so long.

Without mercy, Oliver pushed his dick into her wet pussy, going rough on her just as she wanted.

Oliver intentionally made his office soundproof to enjoy exclusive privileges like this. Knowing that Drea freely expressed her moans, clinging to the edge of the desk so as not to lose her balance.

Pulling out, Oliver lifted Drea and placed her on the desk. She giggled as her ass felt the coldness of the desk.

“You love it when I fuck you here, don’t you?” He said with desire, positioning her pussy by the edge of the desk.

Drea smiled sheepishly, biting her lower lip.

“I hope you won't be the end of me,” Ollie said as he slid into her.

“Oh fuck, Yes, honey.” She wrapped her arms around his neck as he drilled her pussy.

Oliver went hard and fast until they came at the same time, panting very hard.

“That was....great.” Drea smiled, trying to catch her breath.

Kissing her cheek, he pulled out his dick and then went to the adjoined bathroom in his office to clean up. Once he was out, all dressed up, Drea went in to clean up too.

Once she was out, She made her way straight to where Oliver was. By the bar area of his office. He was pouring himself a drink. He poured one for her too and handed it to her.

Once he was seated on the visitor’s couch, Drea came closer to him and sat on his lap.

“I’ll be going to California next weekend. You can join me if you want.”

“Sure.” She smiled. “But that is if you’re not going there for business” Andrea knew he would hardly have her time if it was a business trip.

“No. My ex step mother’s wedding.”

Drea frowned.

“Yeah, Dad said I must be there. Feel free to come with me if you’re up for it.”

She smiled. “Sure I would love to be your date.”

“I would like to discuss something with you.” She held her drink with her left hand while caressing his hair with her right fingers, trying to maintain eye contact with him.

“You want some money for clothes?”

She shook her head.

“You want to talk about your new business?”

Drea shook her head again.