WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

Opula had fallen asleep in the Ferrari as Ruby drove home. Ruby had wondered if she had heavy wine while he was out at the rear balcony that made her to fall asleep at this hour in the car; he stared at her face which laid on the head rest of her seat, and her big breasts which almost pushed out of her blouse, and her big buttocks that filled her seat and the thick spotless thighs; he swallowed hard and breathed uneasily; he reminded himself Opula was his and his forever. He sensed a war from Fanny but it was no longer a game. Besides the rule of the game said they could also sleep with the woman if she agreed to be laid; so he wondered what would stop him from falling in love with her. If he could sleep with her then falling in love wouldn’t be a big deal. As he stared at her, he saw her in his mind, all dressed in a wedding gown, being walked to the altar and, smiling hugely while she waited for him to put the ring into his finger and kissed him as her husband.

“I am sorry, Fanny. I am sorry to disappoint you. This girl is so beautiful to let go. I cannot stay under the same roof with Opula and refuse to fall in love let alone sleep with her. I can’t avoid this beauty, when I know blood flow in me and not fruit juice.” He said within himself, staring at Opula as she laid throwing her legs carelessly, and revealing her inner thighs. “I am going to shower you with true love, and be gentle with you, because I want to keep you. I know Fanny is not going to take it lightly. I know the center won’t hold for us..”

Suddenly his phone rang and he reached to it to behold Fanny was the caller. He paused and stared at it again. “Why is he calling me?” he asked within himself, and breathed hard before picking the call. “Hello Fanny, what’s up?”

“I am not good, Ruby,” replied Fanny from the other end. “How is my woman?” he asked.

“Is Opula the reason you are not feeling good? Come on, she is having the best time of her life staying under my care,” he replied, staring at Opula to see if she was awake.

“I want to ask you for a favor. Please don’t lay your hands on her, no intimacy, no kissing and emotional feelings. Just harbor her for one month as agreed, even if she wants sex please avoid her.” he begged.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“You have got no problem, Fanny,” Ruby replied. “You can always count on me. If I need sex I will pay for whores that will satisfy my hot libido.”

Fanny laughed out of control. “That is why you are rich so you can afford anything you want. Where are you guys now?”

Ruby looked at Opula when she shook her body a bit. “Em she is in my suite while I am in my house. You can’t believe she wouldn’t even allow me take her to my house. She is just too disciplined, and truly in love with you, honestly.”

“Yes she is, that’s why I want to marry her. We are truly in love with each other,” replied Fanny. “She doesn’t allow me to touch her so I wonder why she would allow you.”

“Oh you want to marry her? That’s good. I will be your best man. I can’t wait to see you two walk down the aisle.”

“Please one more thing. Don’t let her knew about the game. I don’t want her to know anything, and please don’t have sex with her, I am trusting you, Ruby.”

“No I wouldn’t. So where are you?” asked Ruby.

“I am in one of my suites in Beijing. I will be changing suites and moving about at night just to make sure she doesn’t see me until one month.”

“Ok, nice one. Take care,” Ruby said. And their call ended. He breathed hard at once, snorted, stared in the space thoughtfully and looked at Opula who was still deeply asleep. He was willing to do anything to keep Opula, not even Fanny will make him change his mind. “To hell with your love, Fanny,” he snailed, breathed hard and smacke his lips at Opula.

They arrived at his estate and the gate opened on its own, and they drove in slowly, and parked into the garage. The security greeted him and he answered with the wave of his hands. Upon alighting from the Ferrari he walked quickly and opened the door to carry Opula. He lifted her on his shoulder, and felt how soft and suckling her body was, especially her big buttocks and her big breasts that pressed on his shoulder. He wished he was about to drop her in bed and make mad love to her until she moaned in Spanish. As he carried her upstairs he touched and rubbed her big buttocks, and thick thighs that were as soft as freshly baked doughnut. He almost pushed his finger into her vagina when he cautioned himself and tried to put himself together. He got to her room and the door sensed them and opened at once. Gradually he laid her in bed, and gazed upon her big breasts that were almost pushing out of her blouse, and her thick thighs that opened, almost revealing her vagina. He swallowed hard, and thought about undressing her but on a second thought he changed his mind; she would be happier when she woke up at dawn to see that was still in her dress, untouched and lonely in bed. He looked at his erection in his trousers and looked at her for one last time before he turned off the lantern and walked out of her room.

She had been thinking about Opula, and pacing up and down when he got to his room. “This love will happen,” he assured himself.