Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto)

Chapter 14

“The qualities. The mother of my child must not be proud and you’re full of that.”

“Look who’s preaching about pride? The most egoistic man I’ve ever known. Even the whole of Australia would testify to that.”

“There’s a difference between pride and confidence.”

“You’re speaking like I don’t know the difference.”

“There’s a level you get to in life that breeds a certain kind of confidence in you. It’s not pride.”

“You’re a proud person and there’s no explanation that you would give me that will make me change my mind.”

“Anything that makes you sleep at night.”

Andrea glared at him.

“She must be reasonably pretty, of good behavior, educated, kind and have a good heart. She must have good motherly skills, good health history, not be a popular person; a commoner preferably and must be a virgin.”

Before She could control herself, Andrea burst into laughter, mostly at his last statement.

“How Ironic!!! You’ve fucked the shit out of a lot of women and yet you want the mother of your child to be a virgin. You are a psycho.”

“Watch the way you talk to me, woman.”

“I like sex a lot and I’ve had it with a lot of women and never have I bedded anyone without their consent, including you and it’s not my fault that you all want me or you all will kill yourselves to fuck

me.”

“Oh really?” She chuckled in disbelief.

“You might as well create your baby mama yourself since you’re now very picky.”

“That’s why I’m not a father yet and I will probably never be because I haven’t found the right person.”

“Or you are just naturally a psycho? I really hope your child takes after you. In all aspects.”

Oliver glared at Andrea. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh please, you shouldn’t be mad about it.”

“You would also be a very dictative father and a very shitty one. I can feel it.”

“And that’s exactly why I don’t want to have one. I literally know nothing about kids and I’m not ready to learn.”

“Liar!!”

“Why do you say so?” He said, taking a closer step toward her. His dick poking her abdomen.

Andrea swallowed painfully. “Are you not feeling cold or something?”

“Why do you think I’m lying about everything I said?” He asked, ignoring her last statement, still poking his dick against her belly.

“Does this have to do with your Mom?”

“What if my answer is NO.”

“I would call you a Liar. Your Mom abandoned you for your dad who raised you along with nannies. No matter how mature you act, I know you still wished you were never deprived of some motherly love. I guess the stepmothers you had over the years didn’t do any good either. And that makes you detest the idea of having your own child. You tried to create a perfect picture in your head, attaching so many impossible conditions to it, keeping yourself away from ever having children.”

“So when you die, Where will all your fortune go? The states? The orphanage? Who will be there to organize your burial? By then it would be too late when you realized you’ve lived a meaningless life. I wonder why your Dad hasn't done the needful.”

“What needful?” He asked, gulping the rest of his wine.

“Forced you into some arranged marriage or pressured you to give him a grandchild.”

“Dad would never do that.”

“Why,”

“Because he’s not ready to be a grandfather.”

“You and Charles are so sick in the head.”

“I’ll let him know about what you said.”

“Like father, like Son. Charles tried but his bad influence on you is more than the good.” She said, referring to his father.

“I’m still proud of the man I am today.”

Andrea rolled her eyes at him for the thousandth time.

“You won’t leave here in good shape if you roll those seductive eyes at me again.”

“Oh really?” She replied immediately.

“Disobey me and you would know what I’m capable of doing.”

Andrea rolled her eyes at Oliver. This time around, She did it unconsciously.

Before She knew what was happening, Ollie had discarded the cup he was holding. He pushed Andre against the wall and buried his mouth into hers, kissing her rough but passionately.

Andrea froze trying to wrap her head around what he was doing to her. Seeing how intense he was kissing her and caressing her body at the same time, Andrea was determined not to kiss back. He humiliated her earlier and she felt she deserved an apology.

Noticing She wasn’t responding to his kiss which was already hurting his ego, Oliver slipped his hand under her crop top and squeezed her boob along with her nipple. If there was anything that Ollie loved Andrea for, it was the fact that she always wore skimpy clothes that gave easy access to her body.

Andrea unknowingly let out a moan and before she knew it, She was returning Ollie’s kiss. He smiled against her lips as he continued to kiss her, twerking and kneading her nipples at the same time.

Pulling away so She could catch her breath, Ollie started trailing kisses around her earlobe. “There’s just something so addicting about you that’s so hard to let go.” He whispered, after which he started sucking on her soft spot.

“Fuckkkk you!” She moaned, tilting her head to the side so he would have more access to suck.

“You mean you want me to fuck your pussy.” He smirked against her neck.

“Asshole.” She moaned.

“Whatever makes you sleep at night, baby girl.”

Since she was putting on a tube crop top, Oliver fully pulled down the top, revealing her perky books. He wasted no time in burying his face in them. He turned his attention to the left boob first, bit and sucked her nipple while playing with the other one with his fingers.

Feeling his cock getting harder, Ollie pulled her skirt up and just as predicted, she wasn’t putting on any panties which turned him up the more.

In a blink of an eye, Ollie picked Drea up and placed her on a nearby table. He parted her legs, buried his face in her pussy, and then got to work.

“Fuck, Oh my God!”

“Yes, baby, don’t stop.” She moaned as he sucked her clit and ran his tongue in between her folds. He subsequently added his fingers, finger fucking her as he sucked on her clit.

When Oliver couldn’t take it anymore, he stood up and brought his dick to her very wet pussy. He started teasing her clit with the tip of his cock.

“Stop playing, Oliver.” She groaned. The desire was evident in her voice.

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want your fat cock deep inside of....”

“Fuckkkk, Yes!” She moaned when she felt Ollie thrust deep inside of her.

He went hard and fast. They switched positions and fucked rough until they both came together.

Oliver excused himself. He came back some minutes later, putting on nothing but his briefs and he handed Andra the shirt he was holding.

She glared at him before accepting it after which she made her way to the nearest restroom which was the visitors' restroom. She cleaned up and came out in a few minutes.

She met Oliver in one of his favorite places in the house. His bar corner, pouring himself a drink. “You hungry?”