Page 93 of Bestie's Bossy Billionaire Brother

I smirk and pull her close, pressing my lips to hers in a passionate kiss. We fall onto the bed together, our bodies entwined as we explore each other’s desires. The heat between us builds, our passion growing with each passing moment.

Catherine’s breath hitches as I drag my fingertips over her body. I can see the heat in her eyes as she looks up at me, the glow of her pregnancy present on her face. She’s never looked sexier. Just the sight of her looking at me so hungrily makes me want to drop everything and ravish her right now.

Instead, I plant a trail of kisses down her body until I reach her entrance. I slide her panties to the side, and as our eyes meet, I plunge my tongue inside her warm depths. She gasps and wriggles beneath me as pleasure surges through every inch of her body.

Catherine’s moans grow louder with each flick of my tongue. I can feel the tension coiling in my core, and finally, she lets go, the tension in her body escaping as her orgasm washes over her.

She cries out in pleasure, her body shaking with desire. My tongue flutters around her clit before moving back up to her wetness. As she moans louder, I plunge my fingers inside of her, making sure that she feels every bit of pleasure that I bring to her.

She pants my name as I unleash all of my energy on her. With every thrust, she seems to get closer to the edge. As she nears her climax, she grips the sheets tightly, moaning my name over and over.

“Oliver… that feels so good… I’m coming,” she cries as she reaches her explosive orgasm and she trembles and shudders against my fingers.

I watch her explode in ecstasy, writhing and quivering against my fingers and tongue.

She stills and opens her eyes, panting.

I kiss her thigh softly, slowly working my way up her body. When our lips meet, she kisses me deeply, sharing her tongue with me.

I hover above her, my erection pressing against her entrance. I lock eyes with her, offering a silent question. She nods in response and before long, I’m thrusting into her.

Catherine’s cries fill the room as I rock against her. Our pleasure intensifies until we both reach our climax together, our bodies trembling with bliss as we collapse into each other’s arms.

“I love you,” she whispers in my ear.

“I love you, too,” I whisper back.

Eventually, we lie tangled together in each other’s arms, our bodies slick with sweat. Catherine turns to me with a playful grin. “I think that’s the best birthday present ever,” she says, her voice low and sultry.

I laugh and kiss her softly. “I was just thinking the same thing.”

She rests her head on my chest and I gently stroke her hair, staring at the sun setting out the window.

“Thank you for this amazing party,” she tells me.

“Anything for my lovely wife,” I say playfully, nuzzling against her ear.

“I’m glad you’re mine,” she sighs happily.

“So am I,” I tell her. “Now and forever.”

“There is something we need to talk about, though,” she says, and sits up.

“Oh?” I ask cluelessly.

“Fred told me you used to call me a bad influence on Erica,” she quips. “Is that true?”

I let out a sigh. “Honey, I haven’t said that in years.”

She gasps. “So it’s true?”

I shrug. “Catherine. You were a huge wild card when you were younger. And I wasn’t wrong, either.”

“Why do you say that?”

I brush my lips against hers. “Weren’t you the one who started our lessons?”

She chuckles. “I was. And I don’t regret it.”

“Neither do I,” I say with a laugh, then bring my lips to meet hers.

The End.