Page 91 of Dr. Billionaire Playboy

He seemed more into kissing today compared to other times.

Which wasn’t a bad thing, honestly.

He took off his shirt then helped me with my bra and unclasped it, revealing my breasts.

"They look… bigger… fuller," he said as his hands grasped them, sinking into their softness. "What's the secret?"

"Not telling you," I replied.

There was no need to tell him about the pregnancy just yet.

"Hmm," he seemed suspicious but leaned in closer and started to suck on them.

“Ah!” I moaned loudly, startling both of us.

"What was that?" He raised a brow.

I knew they were tender now, but I didn't expect them to be that sensitive.

"Just…be careful with them," I warned.

"Even if you say that…" he squeezed both of my nipples and I winced in pain, "I can't resist when you're making that kind of face."

"Fuck you," I hissed.

"Oh, you will," he smirked.

He pulled down my skirt and underwear. His fingers grazed my vulva. Was it because I was pregnant that I felt like this, acting like I was in heat?

My vagina dripped with excitement just by coming in contact with his long, slender fingers.

He got between my legs and buried his mouth against my entrance. He sucked on my juices while I stroked his hair. He groaned, causing my pussy to vibrate a little as his tongue went deeper inside me.

"Oh my…" I moaned and started to move my hips hungrily against his mouth as he devoured me. It felt good in every way possible.

He used his thumb to rub against my clit violently. He didn't stop, just went faster and faster.

My right hand held his head in place while my left covered my mouth to suppress my moans.

I didn't want Mom and the girls to get funny ideas and start giving me those weird, knowing looks.

"That's… ngh … that's enough," I said.

As he pulled away from my clit, I could see the trail of juices my pussy had left on his lips, connecting me to his mouth.

It was sexy to look at.

He showed me two of his fingers then slid them into me, twirling inside as he leaned forward to kiss my lips.

He started to insert a third finger inside me… it hurt, but I wanted it. As the third finger found its way inside me, he spread his fingers apart.

I bit my lower lip as he started to move faster and faster.

"Can you hear it?" he asked.

He was referring to the sloshing wet sounds my vagina was making as his fingers stirred me up.

I nodded and stared at him with pleading eyes.

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