WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

Ziu had slept just immediately he reached orgasm. He had fallen to her neck; made sure he emptied the last content of his penis into her vagina and then dropped by her side. Opula who had been awake, couldn’t stand to her feet. It had been all day round of sex upon round of sex upon rounds of sex and she paused to wonder if Ziu had had sex all his life or she was the first woman to have sex with him. In deed he was a horse in bed. With the way he pounded her, she felt Ziu had sensed that he would soon lose everything he had ever worked for, including her. She couldn’t wait to tell Ruby all her travail with Ziu and how he almost locked down her waist with his hot, heady libido.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

A buzzing call came on her phone again and she sprang to her feet, tip toed to it, grabbed her phone and rushed into the bathroom.

Her hands came on her chest while she spoke into the phone.

“Heh baby what is up with you? I have been calling you since ages and you are not picking…” Ruby sounded from the other side, almost annoyed and losing it.

She interrupted him, very much cautious of her voice as she stared around to see if Ziu was anywhere around listening to her. With her hand on her mouth she said, “I was fucking that asshole,” she peeped through the door to see Ziu still very much asleep in bed like a dog that ran a marathon in an empty stomach.

“Oh damn so you have finally fucked him,” Ruby said from the other end, building and fighting back the jealousy that churned his mind. He was already getting jealous over the thought of Ziu pressing Opula to the edge of the bed and pushing his shaft into her like he always did to the whores that spent the weekend in his mansion.

“Yes baby,” she whispered her eyes still on the lookout for Ziu.

“Congratulations. Did you enjoy him?” Ruby inquired and brought a stick of cigar to his thick lips, before he lit the butt using the butane lighter. “So tell me what he tastes like. Does he taste like a fresh horse dung or chocolate dove bars?”

“I must confess I enjoyed him. He fucks me just like you, even though you are better. I least expected an asshole like him fucking me so well that I spelt my name backward.”

Ruby burst into a heart-thudding laughter that left him coughing.

“Oh, I see, hope our plan remains. Or have you sold our plan to good fuck? Ruby asked.

“Hell no,” she whispered, “You need to understand that good fuck is part of the plan. In the days to come, I will be unleashing my plans on him.

Ruby stroked his hair, dimmed his eyes and puffed a cloud of smoke that covered his face. “Once again I beg of you, fuck him with your brain not with your heart.”

She whispered into the phone, “I promised to keep my heart for you, baby. I certainly know what I am doing.”

“Please I beg of you. The only factor that will ruin us all is giving him your heart. In whatever plan you are carrying out on him, use your head not your heart, I repeat again. It is actually possible to fuck someone and not be in love.”

“Yes of course, sweetie. That reminds me,” she recalled in few minutes, he will be taking me on a five- day vacation in his yacht. We will be visiting Southern and Northern China.”

Ruby exclaimed, “Wow that sounds great. In that case more fuck and luxuries are yet to be unfolded.

“Yes baby,” replied Opula, “More plans too,” she added, “How have you been surviving these days in my absence? She asked.

“Oh boredom, but once I think about what we are set to achieve I always put on good vibes and energy and then await our arrival as the CEO of Ziu Tech.”

“Definitely it will…” she thought she heard a noise and then she whispered hastily into the phone, “Got to go.” She hung up, and sneaked to the door only to behold Ziu, sitting up, stretching and yawning.

He had woken up.

Before she went out to him, she noticed she was still naked, and to avoid more rounds of sex from his hot libido, she grabbed the white towel on the hanger and tied across her breasts. She buried her hand beneath the towel, right into her vagina.

“Oh shit,” she nagged with a rude frown.

Her vagina burnt like coal tar in a burning furnace. She had never been laid by a man in such terrifying manner all her life and she was beginning to think that Ziu had a feeling of what was about to befall him so he wouldn’t mind having the fullness of everything before his drastic end would come. She peeped into the door and saw Ziu staring around his eyes; obviously he was searching for her now.

“Oh where the hell have you been? I thought you have disappeared out of Kowloon,” Ziu said, once he caught sight of her at the door to the bathroom. He drifted to the phone and dialed some numbers.

Opula walked to the edge of the bed to meet him. “So sorry, darling. I went to use the bathroom.”

As soon as the receiver picked up from the other side, Ziu said, “I want you to prepare my yacht. I just want to inform you that we are almost ready to join you over there.” He hung up, dialed another number and spoke into the phone. “Get the car ready and all we will need. I hope my securities are in place. We are ready for the vacation,” he hung up and gave a lusty stare at Opula, whose hand was on his shoulders, “Vacation time, baby,” he mumbled to her…