My Billionaire Boss Is Jealous Of My Boyfriend

At Eric Mo's house,

"Aah, yes baby... Just... Just like that! Uhh, aahh!" Laughing naughtily with thrill feeling his nerves, Eric Mo finger fuċkėd his new sėx partner aka Rachel, the freaking hot chick.

They were on his bed, nȧkėd and engrossed in the ecstasy of foreplay. The curtains of the window of the room were pulled away hence the bright afternoon lights of the sun crept inside the transparent glass of the windows, right inside the bedroom and filled it with bright sunlight.

Rachel's body shone under the light as a pearl while she laid on her back, with her fingers biting on the white sheets of the mattress on the bed, as she enjoyed the finger fuċk from Eric Mo.

"Ahh! You are so damn good." She complimented between her closed eyes. "Better than my ex-boyfriend Emmett Li... Aahhh..." she hit her fifth freaking ȯrġȧsm and coated his fingers with her white thick fluid.

Eric Mo giggled, "You ċummed out loads, I will enjoy ŀɨċkɨnġ it though." he replaced his finger with his tongue and licked off her fluid clean.

He thrusted deeper and deeper. His tongue hungrily smacked her wetness and within a few minutes she was clean as before.

Eric Mo looked up from her ċŀɨt and smiled at Rachel. His eyes held evil glint as if he wanted to do more than just fingering or tongue fuċks. Not even for once his mind struck with the thought that, he had a goddamn girlfriend!

"I need you, Eric... Fuck me like your whore." He watched Rachel pleading him as age arched her hɨps up.

She threw the weight of her lower body on her foot and lifted up her hɨps near his mouth, "Can you see that pink pussƴ of mine, it yearns for your length. Fill it with your meat, Eric Mo." she seductively stated ŀɨċkɨnġ her lips.

It was enough to pull him in the pool of ėrȯtɨċ sensation. Eric Mo, who bȧrėly reminisced that he had a girlfriend, pounded on Rachel and parted her legs far and wide. He literally separated her legs like how someone tears two pieces of one cloth apart.

"Scream my name while I fuċk your hole, my sŀut." He growled entering his length inside her with a hard force.

As soon as he hit her hole, "Aaahhhhh!" Rachel shouted on top of her lungs, her fingers clutched a ball full of sheet as she bit her lower lip before crying out in pŀėȧsurė.

Eric Mo madly pushed his length in and out of her, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. The looks on his face were pathetically seductive. He enjoyed every inch of the fuċk as his eyes watched Rachel biting her lips.

"I wish it was my girlfriend more than you! I so fuċkɨnġ pray that I get to enter her pussƴ someday." Eric Mo honestly stated.

But only if Kelly Ho saw this, she would have died a thousand deaths for loving a cheater. A bastard who was filling up a whore's pussƴ behind her back. It was not limited till here, he even wished that it was Kelly Ho rather than Rachel.

"Uhh... Ericccccccc.... Aaahhhhh..." Rachel screamed.

With every increased pitch of her scream, Eric Mo thrust harder. He was enjoying every tad of their fuċk session when unfortunately, his phone rang, "Who the goddamn bitch is that?" He grunted.

" Ugh, why didn't you shut it off before?" Rachel complained.

She was disappointed when the touch of his skin was raised. She growled when he pulled out his ċȯċk and went to take his phone that was tossed on the couch near the window.

"I wish I could but I can't... You know my father's calls are important, so as Kelly Ho's." Eric Mo reasoned, he shrugged his shoulders before bending down and grabbing the phone. He lifted his eyes from Rachel's face and concentrated on the screen of his phone, a gasp left his lips and hesitation spread on his face as a feeling of fret caught him appall When he read the caller's name, "Kelly Ho, my love."

Albeit, He shouldn't have saved her name as ' his Love' though for he did not really love her!

Tbc...