Page 6 of Working For A Billionaire

"Like..."

Before I can think of anything, she laughs, then her face turns serious.

"Do you see what I mean? You could have anything and anyone, but you choose to be alone, working yourself to death. It's a shame. I’m just saying you might try to have some fun once in a while."

"Okay," I say, ready to see where this goes. "Let's have some fun then."

"Did that office gossip about me scare you?" I ask, leaning in until I am an inch away from her face.

“You want fun?" she asks, then replies without even waiting for me to say anything. “I’ll show you fun.”

Maybe it's the alcohol coursing through my veins, but something about this girl intrigues me.

After a few more drinks, I ignore my better judgment and invite her back to my room. I know it's wrong, but I can't help myself. We kiss passionately in the dark hotel room, with the only light oozing from the window. We’re both panting, breathless, expectant.

My hands slide along her curves, keeping her close. Our clothes fly off of our bodies within a second. I lift her up, her thighs around my waist. I slam us both against the wall. The warmth of her body envelops me. My raging cock presses against her pussy. We’re both unable to stop kissing. This isn’t going to be making love. Nothing like it. This will be pure need, animalistic sex and we’re both here for it.

I slide into her effortlessly, not breaking our kiss. I press her harder against the wall, letting her feel every inch of me. She is so wet as she locks her legs around me. I pull away, listening to the sounds of her moans. The look on her face is one of pure ecstasy. I know she wants this as much as I do, and it turns me on even more.

I grip her harder, walking over to the bed, with her still in my arms. We both slump onto the mattress and she chuckles. The sound, sweet and innocent, only seems to fuel my desire even more.

I pull away, wanting to see my cock enter her wet pussy as I rub her clit with my thumb.

“Oh, that feels so good…” she says, biting her lower lip, closing her eyes as she gets lost in the moment.

I know I can’t do this much longer. The need to cum is too great. She is too fucking sexy. Still, I try to control myself.

She looks up at me with those sparkling eyes. Her fingers grab at the sheets.

“Deeper…” she begs.

I grin. Of course, I’ll comply, as I slam my cock into her velvet heat, allowing it to envelop me completely. She is giving me all the control, as I fuck her mindless, watching her beautiful tits bounce. My head is spinning as her pussy juices coat my cock.

That is when I stop, turning her body over to her knees. “Show me that beautiful pussy,” I murmur, as she spreads her legs, showing me what I want to see.

I want to fuck her, but the need to taste her is too great. I slide my tongue into her soaking wet pussy. She moans loudly, as I rub her clit with my fingers. I suck her pussy lips into my mouth, creating friction enough for her to cum immediately.

Her entire body shivers and trembles. She turns to look at me and smiles with those naughty eyes. I lick her juices from my lips and adjust myself behind her.

Her ass is magnificent, like two plump apples. I grab them with my hands, spreading them apart. I slide into her easily. She’s s wet she’s leaking. I smash my cock against her butt, my balls swinging like a pendulum, touching her sensitive pussy lips.

I thrust into her two more times, and that is all it takes for me to burst into her, cumming better than ever before. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or the sheer need to fuck someone, but I couldn’t control myself. We both breathe heavily, as I roll off to the side, and without even realizing it, fall asleep.

When I open my eyes, it’s already morning. But she’s nowhere to be seen. I consider calling her, then decide against it. That will only make this into a big deal, which it’s not.

It was just sex between two consenting adults… right? What could possibly go wrong?

Chapter Three

Riley

My morning could not have gotten off to a worse start.

I slept through my alarm, there is a leak under the sink in my bathroom, the stomach flu I have been dealing with all week is only getting worse, and Harrison seems to be in a terrible mood this morning.

"Riley!" he yells from his office.

"Yes?" I respond, peeking my head in.

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