Gregory Ellington

"Who are you, really? And is your name cutiepie69? You aren't... you didn't come here for sugar dating, did you?" 
Suddenly, a memory clicked into place. 
"Wait a minute. Is your name Olivia?" She nodded, her eyes wide with confusion and what seemed like relief. I felt like a complete idiot. 
"Christ. Why did you say your name was Cutiepie69?" "I... I was actually really confused. When you started talking about sugar babies and rules, I thought—"
Olivia, an aspiring actress, is thrust into a world of luxury and opportunity when she meets Christopher, a billionaire film producer. Their first rendezvous takes a shocking turn with a passionate one-night stand due to a mistaken identity—Christopher thought she was his intended sugar baby. 
As Olivia steps into the spotlight of her dreams, Christopher showers her with lavish gifts and exclusive invites, blurring the lines between business and pleasure. Torn between her devoted boyfriend Logan and the alluring Christopher, Olivia's life spirals into a whirlwind of secret rendezvous, career highs, and personal chaos. 
Can she navigate the storm of ambition and love to find true happiness?

Billionaire's Mistaken Match

　　His hands spread my thighs wider, giving him better access. His tongue moved lower, delving into my entrance, tasting me.


　　My knees nearly buckled. "Oh god, yes!"


　　And then, without warning, he slid a finger inside me, curling it just right. My walls clenched around him, desperate for more. He added a second finger, then a third, stretching me, filling me. He continued his assault on my clit, his fingers fucking me in a relentless rhythm.


　　"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his voice muffled against my flesh. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."


　　"Fuck, yes," I whimpered. "Please, don't stop. I'm so close."


　　He sped up his movements, his fingers moving faster, his tongue working me over with expert precision. The coil in my belly tightened, winding up, ready to snap.


　　I could feel the orgasm building, threatening to crash over me like a wave.


　　"Christopher, I'm—" I managed to gasp before it hit.


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