Chapter 9

Minerva bounced up and down into Darwin as if she was riding a horse.

            She was definitely hungry for this man; yearning for his body is the precise term.

            “Is it okay for you and the baby?” Darwin asked as big drops of sweat flow from him, not to mention the fluid that is also flowing from inside him to Minerva’s wide opening.

This is their second round now; heaven knows what has gotten to Minerva but all she knows she will set aside those debts and problems and Derrick-ness. She will focus on Darwin tonight—to him and to his body only. 

            She did it slowly as her child was still inside her womb. Darwin also understood this and thrust slowly but surely inside her.

            “It’s okay…” Minerva muttered.

“Okay what?” Darwin was confused about what she was referring.

 “At least, I thought that my mother was helping. The knowledge that your money is the one I’ve been spending doesn’t change the way I see my mother.”

            Darwin sucking her breast was his only form of answer.

            “So tell me…” He spoke as his mouth was now free of her tits. “Why did you do this suddenly despite your condition? You're five months away, you know…”

            She smirked and tilted her head. “I have read in an article that doing this while pregnant will allow me to give birth easily.”

            “Really? Is that the only reason” Darwin asked unbelievably.

               “Yep. Besides, my body is in heat, and I definitely need a man’s dick to cool me down.”

            “So that’s why you are bouncing on top of me? Because you crave for me?”

            Minerva just nodded and continued to pound and thrust and drill and bounce. She repeatedly did those—so as Darwin—until both of them reached their respective climax.

            She rested for a while before speaking again. “Do you know what my dream job was when I was a teenager?”

            “Nope,” he said as he continued to play with his fingers inside her.

            “I once dreamed to be a prostitute, if not a pornstar.”

            He halted. “What the hell—seriously?”

            Minerva smiled as she rose from him. She leaned her back on the couch, with one hand supporting her head. Minerva was still facing him, unclothed.

            “Why? Why dream of planning to take that kind of career then?”

            “Because I thought it’s an easy money that also guarantees a huge one like what I read in adult magazines…”

            “But I guess…” Minerva resumed. “Being paid to a billionaire and fucking him inside his penthouse is much more enjoyable and…‘sophisticated’.”

            “Sophisticated?”

            “Hmm…” She said as she stroked his tower. “I guess Destiny did this to us—that we meet each other at the right moment and the right time.”

            “And the right age,” he added. “You know…you were already lovely back when you were young. How much more today, despite of you carrying a child, you are still blooming and gorgeous and your sexual appeal is much stronger than before.

            “I know. Derrick had maintained my body well and has taken care of our sex life way back when he was alive.”

            “And it is also because I am the latest one to swim to the ocean between your legs, huh?”

            Minerva giggled as she leaned to brush a kiss on his lips.

            “I guess you are absolutely correct, Mr. Darwin Dennis Gray. Besides, you are now the new worshipper of my temple—my body.”

            And for the rest of the hour, they have their rematch of wrestling nakedly. This time it was on Darwin’s bed and not on the couch.

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Minerva and Darwin just finished doing it thirty minutes ago. They were just talking about food, television shows, and music as a means to let their tired and swollen bodies rest for a bit.

            Out of curiosity, the sweet Minerva asked Darwin. “Do you love me?”

            Darwin immediately opened his eyes and straightened his body. “What?”

            “I said,‘Do you love me?’”

            “Oh!” He exclaimed as he clearly heard her question.

            “Well, if you are really insisting me to—”

            “I insist.”

            Darwin was a bit shocked by her aggressiveness. Yet, he just shoved it away and looked her in the eye candidly.

            “Love is not just a feeling to be overwhelmed with, Minerva. It is mostly a responsibility of both parties and they must act upon that responsibility no matter what.”

            Minerva gaped, astounded by his answer. “You sound like a great philosopher, eh?”

            “I graduated in Philosophy,” Darwin stated with a breathy laugh.

            She ran her fingers to his bare, muscular chest—from his temple down to his dick. She stopped there.

            “You are responsible though you are not—”

            “Not what?” He demanded.

            “Not that ruthless…” Minerva said with a seductive smile. She stroked his manhood like it was just a cucumber to be played.

            Darwin’s brows rose, disregarding the pleasure building up inside him. “Not ruthless, eh?”

            She shook her head as she was about to put his snake inside her mouth. Minerva halted when Darwin muttered.

            “Dearest Lady Minerva, do you even know what ruthless means?”

            His cock is an inch away from her lips and just shook her head from side to side.

            “Then let me show you, Minnie.”

            Minerva prepared her body and her pussy for a great impact as Darwin, throughout the night, did show her what it means to be ruthless—atop on the billionaire’s bed.