Love Affair with the Billionaire

by Maverick, Henley

  I frowned. “I’m sorry, but I don’t follow you.”

  “I can’t tell you anything before you sign an NDA agreement.” He took a paper out of his drawer, and now I was even more confused.

  “I won’t be signing anything without knowing the discussion topic.”

  He crossed his arms across his chest, looking determined. “Us,” he said, providing no further explanation.

  Now I knew how he could strike deals easily. He could be pretty persuasive when he wanted to. And I had to admit I was intrigued.

  “Fine,” I agreed and signed the agreement after I read it. “Okay. So can you tell me what this is all about?”

  He sat down on his chair, his predatory eyes making my breathing a bit uneven.

  “I’ll be direct with you. I want you.”

  My eyes widened, all the air rushed out of my lungs. “Excuse me?” This was not what I had expected.

  “I want you, Saylor. From the first moment I saw your hot ass sticking out from underneath my desk. And I always get what I want. So I’m going to make you an offer, which is only for mutual pleasure.”

  “An offer?”

  “Yes. Let me be clear about something. I don’t do relationships. What I want is you. In my bed. And I’ll pay you for the affair.”

  At first, all I felt was disbelief because I couldn’t believe someone would actually offer me something like this. Then I thought I’d heard all wrong. I even thought there was a hidden camera in his office and someone would come out any moment and say I was being pranked.

  I cleared my throat, at complete loss of words. “You… You want me to sleep with you?”

  “Yes.”

  “And you will pay me to sleep with you?”

  “Exactly, and it won’t last long. Our agreement would end in a few weeks or months, if we feel like it,” he said, sounding doubtful about it lasting that long.

  I gaped at him like a fish, still unable to process what he was actually saying. I wanted him too, there was no doubt about it, but never had I thought someone would actually pay me to sleep with him. I didn’t know how to feel about that. I wasn’t someone who could be bought with money.

  Then again, what if refusing him meant I would lose my job? He had said that this discussion would have no bearing on my job, but could I actually trust him? I wasn’t sure that by refusing him I also wouldn’t be losing my job.

  “I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what to say about this,” I said after a minute of silence.

  “Say that you accept this.”

  I shook my head and let a long sigh out. “I can’t just accept something like this out of the blue. I don’t know.”

  “Then in that case, here is something that might help you with your decision.”

  He opened a folder with papers and pulled one paper out.

  “What is that?” I asked.

  “That is your background report.” The hairs stood up on my neck, my limbs turning cold. My what? “It contains information about the amount of your student loans and other debt.”

  I couldn’t believe this. I couldn’t believe the nerve of him!

  “You have a background report on me? You’ve investigated me?” I said through gritted teeth, barely containing my rising anger. How dare he? First, he made this indecent proposal, trying to buy me. Now, he had a report on me? What was he? The CIA?

  He didn’t look apologetic in the slightest as he returned my stare. “That’s a standard procedure for me, Saylor. When you go through some bad things like I went through, you learn to be extra careful. That’s why I have my security with me all the time. I can’t take risks. It’s nothing personal. Anyway, I’m offering you $1 million for the affair, as security in case you can’t keep working for me afterward.”

  One… One million dollars?!

  Oh my God. Oh. My. God. This was all happening too fast, and I couldn’t catch up.

  I searched his face for any clue that he was joking or playing me, but I found none. He was dead serious.

  One million dollars for a few weeks in his bed. I was outraged, but it would be a lie if I said I wasn’t intrigued as well. I wanted him even more now that I knew he wanted me this badly—to the point of offering me $1 million—but I was too furious with the way he treated me. He had done a background check on me without my permission. That was difficult for me to take in.

  “I can’t believe you,” I spat out, standing up. “You think you can invade my privacy and use my debts against me? I’m disgusted.”

  With that, I spun on my heel and stormed out of his office, a part of me was heavily disappointed that I missed the opportunity to be with a person who made me feel much more than I wanted to admit to myself.

  Chapter 3

  Saylor

  I was so flustered that I couldn’t stay at work. I needed to go out to catch some fresh air and gather my thoughts. Not caring about the consequences, which was so unlike me, I headed straight for the elevator on my way out of Stone’s office.

  I didn’t even notice him following me until I stepped into an empty elevator and pressed the button for the foyer. He slid inside a moment before the doors closed behind him, and I let out a startled yelp.

  “Stone? What are you doing?”

  “I can’t let you go just like that,” he muttered and grabbed my face with his hands.

  And then he kissed me, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands roamed down my back to pull me against him. The passion in the kiss was intense, and my mind went blank as he kissed me like he was starving for me, his hands gripping my hips. His lips were soft and firm at the same time, his taste sweet and addictive, and by the time he pulled away from me; I yearned for more, much more.

  He pressed the “Stop” button. I looked at him questioningly.

  “I don’t want us to be disturbed,” he said and pressed me against the wall, planting his lips on mine again.

  I moaned and threaded my fingers through his hair, my body flush against his. I could feel his hard cock against my mound, and I couldn’t resist grinding myself against him, relishing in the friction. It was hard to believe that I was kissing the CEO, Stone Testova, in the small confines of the elevator. It felt dreamlike.

  “Look…,” he said in a raspy voice and pressed his forehead against mine, breathing quickly. “You didn’t hear everything. Hear me out, okay?”

  At this point, I was so turned on that there was no way for me to refuse him. “Okay.”

  His hands slid down my waist to rest on my hips, and he leaned away to look me in the eyes. “You seemed so sweet and innocent in my office this morning, and I wondered if you’re that way in bed as well.”

  My pussy throbbed at his words, a moan escaping my lips when he nibbled my lower lip.

  “The thing is, I like to be in control. There is nothing more I like than when I’m with a girl who’s submissive in bed.”

  His hand was now traveling over my ass, distracting me. My breaths were coming out fast, his nearness messing with my mind. Somehow, the enclosed space of the elevator seemed even smaller with his large frame occupying it.

  “What do you want to say? You think I’m submissive, so you want to sleep with me?”

  “I want to say that you seem like the right type of girl for me.” He moved his hand to my front, stopping right above my pussy, and butterflies kicked in my stomach. “I feel like you’ve never done this before, which makes me want you all the more. I want to push you outside your own comfort zone and show you how good it can actually be.”

  I had to admit—I was completely turned on by his words. I was wondering what it would be like to have someone like Stone and be dominated. A bit of shame filled me at this because I never thought I would be the one to want something kinky in sex.

  Stone didn’t give me a chance to respond, because his lips landed on mine once more, but this time he picked me up and deepened his kiss. My legs wound against his waist as if it was the most natural thing ever. The sheer strength of his hard mu
scles was pretty damn impressive.

  His lips began their journey across my face, following the lines of my cheeks and jaw, and then continuing to my neck. As if he knew my sensitive spot, he licked the place at the bottom of my neck, causing shivers to run down my spine. I could feel I was so wet, ready to have him inside of me right now, and just knowing that shocked me. I’d never done something like this before.

  “So what do you say? I promise you weeks of great sex if you accept to being with me on my terms. And I’ll pay you, of course.” His fingers pressed into my ass, and he ground against me.

  Had I gone mad? I was actually considering accepting his offer.

  “Stone, I… I don’t know.”

  “Oh come on. I know you want me.”

  “I…”

  “I dare you to deny it. Come on. Say you don’t want me.”

  Yes, I did want him, desperately, but I didn’t want him to know that. I was scared of what I was already feeling, which was something I couldn’t put a name to, and it was different than anything I had felt before. If I was completely honest with myself, I was even more attracted now that I knew he was ready to do anything to get me. To show me what real pleasure was.

  I was sure he would be able to follow through on his words, but I sensed he could break my heart, and I had to hide that. He said it himself. He wasn’t looking for a girlfriend. He was looking for a fuck buddy. For mutual pleasure, as he said. And I already felt vulnerable, like he could see right through me.

  So I had to put on a false front and protect myself.

  “I’ll be clear too. If I agreed to be with you, I would only be doing it for sex and the money—but mostly the money.”

  I saw something indecipherable crossing his eyes, but it passed as quickly as it came. “Alright then. Since we have this lined out, let me show you a glimpse of what you can expect in the next several weeks from me.”

  He lowered me down to my feet and captured my lips, his hands sliding underneath my shirt and over my skin. I was trembling, my heart pounding faster. I was losing myself quickly in him.

  “Stone…,” I cried out when he bit my earlobe, his hands finding my breasts over my bra. “Ah…”

  He moved his hands under my bra, pushing it upward, and cupped my boobs with his warm hands.

  “How does this feel, hmm?” he asked, grazing my nipples with his thumbs. A bolt of pleasure rushed through me, and I let out a low moan.

  “Good.”

  “And this?”

  Holding my breast with one hand, he lowered his other hand to the waistband of my jeans and pushed it inside my jeans. I cried out when his middle finger brushed over my swollen clit, giving me exactly what I needed. A part of me was taken aback at the pleasure one simple touch produced, because I remembered very well how vanilla everything felt with Seth.

  Seth never made me feel this. Stone was only touching me, and I was already burning.

  “Ah, Stone… Yes…”

  “You like it?”

  “I love it,” my voice came out raspy, my body warming when his fingers started rubbing my clitoris in tantalizing circles. It felt too good. How can such a simple touch feel so good when all my past experience taught me something entirely different?

  “I’ll show you much, much more. Soon.”

  His lips moved languidly on my neck, his fingers tweaking my nipple as his other hand went even lower, reaching my entrance. I fisted my hands against his shoulders, a wave of ecstasy washing over me.

  He unzipped my jeans and lowered them and my panties to my knees to get more access. “You’re so wet for me. I can’t wait to fuck your wet, little pussy.”

  With that, he plunged his finger inside me, and I bit into my lips to stifle a loud moan.

  “Fuck. You’re so tight. You’re driving me crazy here, baby.”

  I was convulsing madly, breathing louder as he fingered me, the motion making me feel indescribable sensations. And then he added two more fingers, and I felt like I reached heaven.

  “Look at you. You’re going to combust after a simple touch, as if you’ve never been touched before.”

  “Please…”

  “Please what?”

  “Don’t stop. Oh God, just don’t stop.”

  He smirked, his fiery eyes swallowing me. “Is it that good?”

  “It’s even better.” I threw my head backward, pushing my hips toward him when he increased his speed. “Oh God, yes. Yes.”

  Faster and faster he went, never taking his eyes off of me, and I was so close to an actual orgasm.

  “Do you want to come?”

  “Yes!” So close, so close…

  “But I don’t want you to come now.”

  I frowned. “What? No! Please, please let me come. Don’t stop…”

  Fully in control, he pulled his fingers out of me, denying me my release, and wrapped his other hand around my neck with a devilish smirk.

  “You don’t get a say in this, Saylor. Remember, in sex, I’m in control, not you. I’m not going to allow you to come now.”

  My eyes widened when he thrust his fingers covered with my juices into his mouth and sucked at them. Jesus Christ. That was beyond hot.

  It was official. I loved being under his control.

  “This was just an interlude.” He leaned to my ear, his lips inches away from my earlobe, his warm breath caressing my skin. “I’ll let you come after you sign the agreement.”

  I clenched my thighs together, anticipating that moment more than anything. Even though I came just earlier in my office, my pussy was now begging to come as if I’d spent days without an orgasm. I was so horny.

  “Fine,” I said through gritted teeth.

  “No. That is a wrong answer, Saylor. I need you to sound more compliant if you want this to work.”

  “Yes, sir.” A huge smile spread over his face, making him look even more beautiful, if that was even possible.

  “Good girl.” He planted a quick kiss on my lips and stepped away from me, growing serious. “I won’t hurt you. All of this”—he motioned between him and me—“Is for our mutual pleasure, remember.”

  I pulled my panties up, biting into my lip when the material pressed into my hypersensitive flesh. I wanted to rub my pussy and finish what he started.

  “Don’t even think about it,” he said, looking mischievously at me, as if he knew what I was thinking about.

  “I won’t,” I answered and zipped my jeans.

  “Good.”

  The elevator started moving again when he pressed the button, and then we were out in the foyer, both of us seemingly unable to look away from each other. I was still processing what had just happened in the elevator.

  “I want you to meet me in my office after work,” he said. “I’ll prepare another NDA for you.”

  “Okay. I’ll be there.”

  His gaze lingered on me a few seconds longer than it would be deemed normal in front of others, and I could feel heat rushing to my cheeks. Could others tell what had just transpired in the elevator? Did my face give away something?

  “That’s great. Then, I’ll see you later,” he said and walked away.

  I just couldn’t wait for my shift to be over, because I was going to do it. I was going to accept Stone Testova’s indecent offer.

  Chapter 4

  Stone

  The rest of my day passed unbearably slowly, each hour bringing me back to that fucking hot moment I shared with Saylor in the elevator.

  I was always in control and thought carefully about my actions and choices. I wasn’t an impulsive person and I never made rash decisions. However, with Saylor, I was acting like a different person. I rushed. I made choices I hadn’t considered before.

  It was exhilarating and scary at the same time. The money offer was a spur-of-the-moment decision, and I had certainly never done anything like that before. I was willing to have her, whatever it took, even if it meant compensating her for the games we would play.

  That wasn�
�t the only hasty decision I made. I made another one when I followed her and went inside that elevator with her. Without thinking, I kissed the hell out of her, and even if I wanted to stop, I wasn’t able to. I wanted her more than anything in my life, and it was seriously messing me up.

  Those sexy sounds she was making… The way she trembled and rocked against my hand, as if she was so hungry for my touch, as if she was never touched like that before… Her face—twisted in pleasure… Her fucking eyes—so expressive, showing me that our encounter affected her as strongly as it affected me. She wanted me. She didn’t want to admit it, but I could see right through her, especially after how she begged me to let her come…

  Fuck. Her face when I pulled my fingers out of her made me want to slam my hard cock into her and tear her apart. She was too hot.

  I couldn’t focus on my work when the images of her in that elevator kept popping up in my mind, I was too impatient to see her.

  But then again, I was nervous she wouldn’t show up. I could clearly see the hurt and disbelief on her face when I told her about her background report, and for the first time I sensed something close to guilt for having investigated her behind her back. I didn’t want her to feel cornered, like I was blackmailing her into this agreement, so I followed her to that elevator before I was even aware of what I was doing.

  I had been so sure she would come to my office after work, but by 5:30 I wasn’t sure about it at all. In fact, I thought the opposite—that she changed her mind and ran for the hills, and the only thing I could expect from her was her resignation letter the first thing tomorrow morning.

  However, I was proved wrong when the knock on the door broke through my thoughts.

  “Come in.”

  Saylor stepped inside, and a gigantic smile spread over my face. She came after all.

  “Saylor,” I said in a husky voice and erased the distance between us, taking her into my arms.

  Our lips met, and everything else ceased to exist as I chased more seconds filled with her taste and her. She was wearing a lovely peachy perfume, and it only made my cock harder. I wanted nothing more but to get inside of her and fuck her all night long.