NOVEL Rebate King: Every Beauty I Spoil Makes Me a Billionaire Chapter 168: The Price Of Ambition (R-18)

Rebate King: Every Beauty I Spoil Makes Me a Billionaire

Chapter 168: The Price Of Ambition (R-18)
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Chapter 168: The Price Of Ambition (R-18)

Because of that independence, her current position at Netflix, while impressive, was still beneath what it could have been.

But after their tense confrontation earlier today, after watching Vivian’s effortless rise and the way she now moved in circles of real power, Lily had been forced to confront an uncomfortable truth: raw hard work alone wasn’t enough. Not if she didn’t want to be permanently overshadowed by her younger sister.

Accepting direct help from the Reeves family was still out of the question. Her pride wouldn’t allow it. But other options... existed.

Jealousy had sharpened into something colder and more calculating. That burning need not to be left behind was exactly what had pushed her to lock the door behind her and drop to her knees in front of Stan Harrison.

She took her time at first, lavishing attention on him. Her soft hand wrapped around the thick base, stroking him slowly while her tongue danced across the head, swirling around the sensitive ridge and flicking against the leaking slit to taste the precum. She pumped him with smooth, twisting strokes, her grip firm but silky.

"Mmm... you’re so thick," she murmured between licks, her breath hot against his wet skin. "I can barely wrap my fingers around you."

Lily kept her eyes locked on Stan’s as she stroked his thick, hardening shaft with one hand, her fingers barely able to wrap fully around its impressive girth. She gave the swollen head another slow, deliberate lick, dragging her warm, wet tongue from the base all the way up to the tip before swirling it around the sensitive ridge. A soft, needy hum vibrated from her throat as she tasted him.

"Mmm... you’re even bigger than I imagined," she whispered, her voice husky with arousal. She pumped him slowly with her hand, twisting her wrist at the top in a skillful motion that made his cock twitch. "I’ve been thinking about this since I saw you sitting there like you already owned the room."

Stan’s slight smile deepened. He reached down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her cheek. "Careful, Director Reeves. Once you start something like this... you might not be able to handle where it goes."

Lily answered by opening her mouth and taking him in deeper.

Her lips stretched around his thickness as she bobbed her head, sucking him with wet, obscene sounds that echoed softly in the luxurious restroom. Her tongue pressed flat against the underside of his shaft, wiggling and massaging every inch as she took more of him.

When the head bumped against the back of her throat, she didn’t pull back. Instead, she relaxed her muscles and pushed forward, swallowing him until her nose pressed against his pelvis.

"Fuck..." Stan gasped, his hand tightening in her hair.

The heat and tightness of her throat were incredible. Her throat muscles rippled and squeezed around his cock as she held him there, eyes watering slightly but never breaking eye contact.

She stayed like that for several long seconds, milking him with rhythmic swallows before slowly pulling back, gasping for air. Thick strings of saliva connected her swollen lips to his glistening shaft.

She immediately wrapped both hands around him, stroking firmly from base to tip while her tongue flicked rapidly against the head, lapping up the precum leaking from his slit.

"You like that?" she purred between strokes, her voice breathy. "My little sister might be younger... but I know how to worship a man properly."

"Haha... ugh" Stan let out a low chuckle that turned into a groan as she dove back down, sucking him harder.

The combination of her tight, stroking hands and her eager, sloppy mouth was pushing him fast. Her head moved with practiced rhythm, long, deep strokes followed by quick, tight bobs focused on the sensitive head.

Every time she pulled back, she made sure to swirl her tongue around the tip before plunging down again.

The wet, filthy sounds of her sucking filled the small space. Saliva dripped down her chin and onto her exposed cleavage, making her glistening breasts shine even more invitingly in the low light

Stan watched her with a slight, amused smile. Her tongue and mouth felt incredible, warm, wet, and skillfully eager, but he didn’t dare let out a single groan. Not here. Not with the event still going on just outside the door.

He couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with the Reeves family. First Vivian had tried to seduce him, and now her elder sister was on her knees doing the same. Was the urge to spread their legs for power engraved into their bloodline?

Since Lily was willing to act this cheap, Stan saw no reason to stop her. As for whatever "proposal" she had in mind, he had already decided he wouldn’t accept it. Maybe after he used her thoroughly, she would learn that some things shouldn’t be done so recklessly.

Oblivious to his thoughts, she took him deeper.

Her lips stretched wide around his girth as she sank down, taking half his length into her warm, wet mouth.

Her tongue pressed flat and squirmed against the underside of his shaft, massaging every vein as she bobbed her head.

She used her hand in perfect rhythm with her mouth, stroking the part she couldn’t yet swallow while sucking the rest with wet, hungry sounds.

She pulled back with a gasp, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. "I work hard for everything I have... but tonight, I want something more."

Then she dove down again, taking him even deeper until the head nudged against her tight throat.

Stan groaned softly as she swallowed around him, her throat muscles rippling and squeezing deliciously. Lily held him there, eyes watering slightly, before pulling back and plunging down once more.

She alternated between long, sloppy strokes and tight, focused sucking on the head, her hand twisting and pumping the slick shaft in time with her mouth.

The wet, obscene sounds of her sucking and stroking filled the restroom. Saliva coated his entire length, dripping down to his balls as she worked him eagerly.

Stan’s hand eventually moved to the back of her head. His control finally snapped. freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Thats it! enough teasing!" he growled.

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