She unzipped his fly, took out his penis, and put it in her mouth. He tried to move but he felt like she held the button to his movements. He could feel himself growing big and hard inside her mouth.

He looked down at her long eyelashes and straight long hair tips moving in sync. Her wrist chains made a dry sound against each other. Her tongue was long and soft enough to wrap itself around him.

She took off his T-shirt, kissed his lips to bring him right back under control for a few minutes while she rested her large, soft and dangling breasts on his chest. He lost total control and was willing to take his last breath under her embrace. She took off his pants, jeans and made him lie on the bed. Her underwear she kept on, though. She sat on the bed, took his hand and slid it through the side of her panties that already got wet from her juice and slowly unlocked the front hook to the net material bra she put on that evidently helped her breast dangle swiftly. He almost lost his entity when she let His hand feel the warmth of her vagina. It was deep, warm, and very wet. He led his fingers all straight into her Honeypot letting it play inside her warm juice.

Then she mounted him and used her hand to slip him inside her. Once she had him inside as deep as she could get him to be, she began a clockwise and anticlockwise rotation of her hips, she moaned softly and ran her fingers down to his mouth, making him suck her fingers while he enjoyed her ride. He could feel her vagina get warm and at the same time cold. He felt so strange about how she could make him lose all his control. He let out a grunt when she suddenly increased her pace and his naked being could feel nothing but keep getting swell and drawn in.

"Harder, Harder. Ouch baby, hit me deeper deeper" the moans, the screams was what Beulah heard as she climbed the stairs to the room in her penthouse. She saw her three years old relationship come to an end in front of the door she creaked open.

He snickered whilst groping her step sister's boobs while she rode him into the wave of pleasure. "She must have noticed he was giving someone the looks right? Isn't that why she slightly fixed his face and flipped over to make him come on top of her. Daddy fixed her marriage with the Multi Billionaires' son right? Why is she with my fiance?" Beulah fought the confusion within her.

Beulah's jaw dropped and all she could think of was leaving the penthouse and waiting down at her apartment till they were done and had to leave.

Her boots, taking steps on the wooden floor making a thump sound was only what she expected to hear as she hoped for him to either be wide asleep as coming to the penthouse is now a habit he keeps. "All I wanted to do was surprise him." She mumbled within her.

His screams could still be heard as she awaits talking time with him to see if he feels any remorse or if it was just a mistake, a mere attraction to her step-sister. Beulah could not stop herself from thinking and playing out different scenarios.

She didn't know when she picked her old mansion keys in a safe she carefully stored it to avoid loosing it - like her mum who caught her dad with his secretary which gave rise to her having a step brother and sister - and ordered her P.A. to call in security to have both her boyfriend and her step sister thrown out of the house not giving him the chance to explain anymore.

Beulah couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks, she adjusted her dark miu miu sunglasses as she headed down to the basement to drive down to her mother's. "This is it. I am done with Men. They don't get to hurt me anymore, they have no power over me any longer. I would never listen to that old man anymore. His advice will be unacceptable from this time onwards. These tears mark the end of it all." She affirmed as she drove down to the old mansion.

At the old Mansion, she retired to the floor of her mother's room and wept bitterly, "I hated her. I hated her for complaining about daddy who gave me everything I wanted and I ever needed. I hated her complaints. I hated her for reprimanding me all the time. She just wanted me to be a better person. She wanted me to know I wasn't safe with my dad alone and I needed her as much as I thought I did him. How stupid! How spoiled was I to think I was safer with him? Mama, I am sorry. I am so sorry" Beulah hit her chest so badly and fell asleep at the opening of her mother's room.

She felt someone lift her to place her on the bed and keep her warm as her milky brown skin was turning all red and her makeup was all smudged. With little consciousness, she could tell he lifted her like she weighed nothing and he carried her with so much grace. She looked from his chest wide open wearing a shirt, his scent was faint to her but she could tell it was expensive. She softly caressed his face and stared into his eyes with a wide smile,she said to him "You are so strong and handsome. You also smell so nice" - All the scenery was blurry to her wet eyes as she comfortably fixed her head to rest upon his chest.

Hey", she shunned, her eyes boring into the man on his knees.

"Leave My Office. Your contract has ended or do you need money to leave? I will offer you as much as you need. I only gave you a contract to stop my father from getting me married to one of those assholes. Did you forget about all of that? What is all of this? Why are you on your knees? Yes, you are a good person but I don't do 'love'." Beulah stated as she stared down at him.

Olu had to look away but he kept begging despite how firm Beulah sounded. He knew it was time to end whatever they shared in the last few years and he could tell she felt nothing towards him. He couldn't take it so he kept pleading because he had fallen head over heels for her and although he knew he needed just her and not her assets, he knew just how much she needed to hold on to the assets as he watched her work so hard for them.

Beulah glowered at Olu after a few minutes of silence, Olu looked down immediately avoiding her downturned Asian gray eyes that sent out intense disgust. Beulah stood up from her seat opposite where Olu knelt, walked up to him and squatted down to bring him to a valid realization.

"Sweetheart", she uttered, trailing her neatly and shiny manicured fingers down his cheeks. "I have truly forgiven you. Please rise." She said calmly as she dragged him up his knees. Olu's little hope could be seen so evidently in his eyes. Her upper lip curled with distaste, noticing the hope in his eyes. "My, oh, my, I clearly told you to tell me your needs and I will fix it. I am wealthy, you know it. The contract is off," she was about to vent but she calmed herself down with a sip of alcohol she poured a while before Olu came in and continued, "you fell for me, huh?, she laughed sardonically.

"I am so sorry (I wish I am truly, she mouthed) but that is why our contract has to end." Beulah used two fingers to hit Olu's chest, pushing him closer to the door, not caring about the tears that ran down his cheeks.

Seethingly, she repeated the sentences "You don't fall for me. You can't fall for me. You don't fall in love with someone like me."