Drive Her Mad (THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE POP DIVA VOL. 3)

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Authors: Eve Montelibano
going to pee in her pants any moment.
    She watched in suspended terror as the driver drove the car up the face of the hill at an impossible angle. The car toppled to the side, rolling over.
    She screamed.
    The car rolled over thrice, landing on its wheels again and remained still.
    She scrambled over the wooden fence, about to dash toward the hill.
    Jonas grabbed her arm. “He’s okay!”
    “Okay?! He’s not moving! Call an ambulance, quick!”
    Jonas laughed. Why the fuck was he laughing?! His boss could be seriously hurt!
    “Somebody help him!” she shouted at the people facilitating this lunacy.
    “Hey, relax. He’s okay. Look,” Jonas gestured to the hill.
    The car lurched. To her horror, it resumed its climb.
    She was going to pass out.
    But her eyes were wide open, watching the car trying to conquer the very dangerous slope. Who in their right mind would try to drive up that hill? It was so steep it was meant for climbing on foot, not on wheels!The car’s engine was roaring like a huge beast, tested to its limits.
    The car advanced a few meters up. Gravity would absolutely pull it down she was sure but the car was like a spider, its wheels sticking to the soil, its engine roaring to a deafening intensity, mingling with the rush of blood in her ears and the heavy slamming of her heart.
    The car suddenly flew up in the air.
    She closed her eyes tightly, covered her mouth, trapping her scream, feeling nauseous. In her mind’s eye the car was tumbling down the hill like a rolling bottle. Fast.
    But the spectators, mostly males, roared and clapped.
    She opened her eyes.
    The car had disappeared from sight.

    She was running toward him.
    Her breasts jiggled behind her white shirt as she jumped over the craggy crevices of the track.
    Her hair flew all over her shoulders, her long, shapely legs, displayed in some sexy denim skirt and boots, eating up the ground fast. So fucking sexy.
    Giane felt himself harden. Adrenaline was still pumping in his veins and it spiked up his arousal. He wished he can really fuck her like he really wanted to but he knew he would have to wait another day until she was considerably healed. For the nth time that day, he cursed his big cock. It was depriving him of a much needed pleasure within her sweet body. Dio , he missed being inside her. It felt like an eternity had passed when it was only a few days ago when he’d popped her sweet cherry.
    He smiled at her, his chest expanding with that indescribable sensation that immediately affected his breathing, making his heartbeat accelerate like shit. That strange feeling had been afflicting his usually immovable disposition the past few days. He had never felt like this in his entire life.
    He was a person who thrived in control. He detested change, except where his business interests were concerned or the variety of women he fucked. In his personal life, however, he liked steady, solid, stable, flat. He couldn’t afford to lose control in any way.
    Valenna was making him lose control —
    No, not that. The bigger part of him immediately rejected the mere notion.
    You’re just enjoying the week, getting your money’s worth. After this, you know it’s back to black and white business. As it should always be.
    Right.
    The moment she reached him, she banged her fist on his chest.
    He gasped in surprise.
    She landed another blow to his abdomen.
    “Oww!” His breath pushed out of his windpipe like a flush flood.
    Another blow to his chest.
    “Valenna! What the fuck…!”
    Then she jumped him and kissed him hard. Her tongue went past his teeth, pushing in like a little conqueror, aggressive, frantic.
    His erection accelerated from 30 to 60 mph in less than two seconds, like his Z engines.
    He grabbed her ass to bring her closer to his body as he devoured her lips.
    She pulled back, her eyes blazing.
    “DON’T! EVER! Do that again!” she hissed in his face.
    She was breathing hard, her eyes dilated and moist. He could feel her heart

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