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BILLIONAIRE'S LAME excuse.
This story delves into the real experiences of life, so as you embark on Erica's journey, keep in mind that it will include profound romantic language, and corresponding actions may unford. N.B no rape.

Excerpt;
  He stood up from his chair in his office and advanced towards me,not knowing what his intensions were.positioning himself just a couple of feet away. As he witnessed my perplexed look, he moved closer, I can't think,my feelings made with a jumble of uncertainty. Leaning in, he gently kissed me, leaving me in a state of surprise I flushed my eye lids continuously. With his warm breath brushing against my face, he softly whispered, "Erica, tell me what's going through your mind."
I swallowed hard. 

With a glimmer and curved lips he straightened his eyes with mine " that's right, write what you're feeling in your upcoming chapter."

BILLIONAIRE'S LAME excuse, follows the life of a young woman named Erica who starts working at the mansion of a billionaire. But her innocence leads to a romantic involvement with her boss, resulting in her being let go from her job.

With endurance Erica embarks on a challenging path to rebuild her life. Through hard work, determination,and with the help of her to be brother in law as a fortunate opportunity, in no time Erica climbed the ladder of success and eventually becomes a self-made billionaire. 

Erica decides to pursue a career as a writer and eventually reconnects with her former boss.

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This story highlights Erica's capacity to conquer obstacles, reshape her life's story, and discover fulfillment in both her personal and professional aspects.

Enjoy reading it.

Billionaire's LAME excuse

Then he said, "I want to try something with you, Erica. Can I?"

"Off because you can." I gave him the authority. I didn't know what he wanted to try; all I needed was that satisfying cum from his onslaught.

He slowly placed his hot veined rode in my deep still, then he ordered, "No movements, Erica, got it?"

I was dying; his dick was in me. He reluctantly slid it in and asked me not to move. Was he enduring that kind of pleasure? My folds rained mucus; I was too aroused to wait.

But not minding it, he started the car and said, "Let's move a bit from your mom's house." His voice was filled with a mix of urgency and ecstasy.

My mouth found the nape of his neck as he shifted the car into gear. I bit it lightly, teasing him while my tongue traced patterns on his skin. Groans escaped my lips, one after the other, driven by the electric tension between us.

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