Worthy of the Billionaire

My job was stressful. It was a good kind of stress, and I really enjoyed the challenges of working for King Enterp

rises. Gregory King, the blonde boyish prince of hand-held security software, was a good boss. Demanding, controlling, and exacting, but only because he truly cared about his company. He insisted on perfection and I had to work hard every day to perform to his high expectations. It was a constant challenge to stay a step ahead of his desire, to make sure I had the information he was going to want, and problem solve to find solutions to any problem that arose.

I smiled, remembering the day the FBI cybercrime unit called Mr. King with the news they had arrested Cirrus, an angry ex-employee, for violating federal cybercrime laws. I had helped save the company from disaster and Mr. King had called me extraordinary that day. In public. The memory still made me glow with pride.

I moved the shower head to my other shoulder, letting the hot water melt away the tension. It wasn’t his corporate side that I was in love with though. It was the side he showed outside the office, the side that only I got to see, that made my heart sputter in my chest. I spent most of my nights now at his mansion, enjoying his company. He found ways to satisfy my body, which let sleep come quickly to me when I was with him.

I was pretty sure I was in love with him, but I hadn't found the right time to tell him yet. I had a terrible fear that I would tell him how I felt, and he wouldn't feel the same. I wanted to hear him tell me he loved me, but I couldn't bear the thought of losing him. He was the center of my world, both privately and publicly. I couldn't afford to tell my boss that I loved him and risk losing my job if he didn't feel the same. I couldn't risk losing both my job and my heart. I needed him. His warmth at night kept away the nightmares, and I slept better knowing he was there. Just not tonight.

I moved the shower head off my skin for a moment, rolling my shoulders and working the lingering tightness. A naughty thought streaked through my head, and I considered moving the shower head between my legs, but a burst of cold air from the shower door opening caught me off guard.

“Can’t sleep?” Gregory asked. He slid behind me, wrapping his arms around me, the water bouncing off both of us. His voice had just a hint of sleep still in it, but his body felt solid and strong. I nodded, leaning into him, holding the moveable shower head pointed towards my feet. He kissed my neck, and released me gently, picking up the bottle of shampoo. He poured it into his hands and then began working a rich lather into my hair. It felt so intimate having him wash my hair, his fingers tangled in my soapy tresses massaging my scalp. I moaned a little, leaning into his magical fingers.

“Careful, moaning like that might give a man ideas...” he whispered taking his hands out of my hair. I felt soapy fingers run down my back, and grab my ass. The soap added a new dimension, slippery and smooth as he worked his fingers into the muscle. I moaned again, and he moved his hands to my front, reaching around and grabbing my breasts. The soap made his fingers slide easily across my firm skin as he played with them, pinching the nipples and then fondling the curves. My body responded instantly to his touch; it felt like an ember deep inside of me was being stirred to life, like he was blowing gently on my coals to get a fire burning.

I turned around, kissing him deeply, He kept working the shampoo lather into every inch of my skin that he could touch, my body quickly getting slippery against his. He reached down and stole the shower head from my fingers, bringing it up to my hair. He carefully cupped my forehead with one hand and began rinsing the shampoo from my hair and doing his best to keep the soap from my eyes. The tenderness of his face, the gentleness of his hands, and the earnestness that bound it all together made me want to cry with happiness. I suddenly felt very loved and wanted.

I kissed him softly, our lips meeting sweetly. He lowered the shower head from my now clean hair and spun me around so my back pressed into his body, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. He suddenly put the shower head between my legs, the hot pulsing water pounding into my clit. I cried out at the sudden onslaught of pleasure, grabbing the shower head with both hands.

He let me take the shower head and I maneuvered it into the perfect spot, the water pulsing across my clit and pouring down my legs, the fire inside of me quickly growing into an inferno. My whimpers of pleasure echoed off the shower walls, mixing with the hum of the water.

He started grinding into my ass, an erection quickly forming as I worked my pleasure center. His cock was hard against me, his arms keeping me tight against him. The fire inside of me was threatening to explode out of me, only needing a final trigger. He positioned his dick at my opening, and slid into my wet pussy easily.

The combination of hot water pulsing on my clit with his hot, hard cock questing inside of me quickly made me reach my breaking point. I came hard, every muscle in my body clenching down and spasming, energy flowing through every fiber. I couldn’t breath, my body was so wracked with pleasure. I could only stand their frozen, held standing only by Mr. King’s strong arms, my world a kaleidoscope of heat, sensation, and pleasure.

I let the shower head fall, water spraying at an angle into the wall, Mr. King’s cock working its way in and out in a glorious pattern. I put my hands out in front of me onto the wall, giving him leverage as I stood up on my tip toes and leaned forward. He released my waist from his arms, and instead grabbed my hips with his strong hands. I could feel him watching himself dive into me, our wet skin making a satisfying slapping noise with every connection. Water poured down both of us, our bodies sliding together in the steamy shower. My body ached for him, wanting him.

He began to grunt softly and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he came. I could feel him swelling inside of me, his urgency increasing. A small groan came from behind me as I felt him release inside of me. A primal happiness filled me as he coated my insides with his seed, his hips bucking into mine in his body’s desperate attempt to completely fill me. I straightened up slowly as he finished, and then picked up the fallen shower head. He took it gently and placed it back in its holder, letting it spray down on us once again. I leaned into his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me, protecting me from the water spray.

“Are you coming back to bed?” he murmured into my ear. I shrugged, unsure if I was going to be able to sleep. He held me closer, his arms tight around me. “I hope you do. I sleep better with you.”

I closed my eyes, feeling his warmth surround me. It was such a simple statement, but it meant the world to me. I pulled back smiling to look up at him.

“Alright. I'll try and sleep.” I kissed him, feeling the water splash around us. He held me close for a moment before stepping out of the shower. I hit the dial to turn off the water, the room suddenly quieter as I stepped out. He had a towel waiting for me, and he wrapped it around me enveloping me in its fluffy embrace. I smiled at him and he grinned sleepily back at me. I motioned him with my head towards the door as I picked up a brush to run through my hair.

I heard him climb into the big bed, and I followed quickly, slipping on an oversized t-shirt before diving under the covers. He had the sheets warmed up and was already half asleep again, but waiting for me to return. He wrapped me up in his arms, his heat soaking through the cooled sheets. It felt marvelous and I could feel my body relaxing enough that I might be able to sleep.

“Close your eyes, go to sleep,” He whispered into my ear. I could hear his heart beating a lullaby, his breathing soothing as he drifted off into sleep. In a matter of moments, I followed and dreamed of only him.

***

“A Cinnamon dolce latte for the lovely lady,” William the butler said as he placed the steaming to go mug on the breakfast table. I thanked him, sipping my sweet caffeinated nectar. Upon learning my weakness for flavored coffee, William surprised me with a new flavored latte every morning. Today’s was especially delicious, the hot liquid waking me up nicely. I thanked him and hurried out to the car, sliding into the back seat with Mr. King. He had a grin on his face as he handed me an embossed card. It was high quality paper, with a small blue cloud design on the front and an account number on the back. I looked up at him quizzically as he began to explain.

“It's a new cloud storage company we just acquired. We are still working on some of the kinks, but it will be specifically for highly encrypted data or for people who want the convenience of cloud storage, but the security that only King Enterprises can provide.” He sounded just like a salesman.

“So I can upload files from my computer, they are saved on this online storage system, and then I can access them from any device I want?” I asked as I played with the card.

“Basically. This one has some extra bells and whistles for security, but I thought you might like to try it out. Let me know what you think. The account is all set up for you, all you have to do is set the security on it."

I nodded and opened my laptop, balancing it on my knees as I started the log on process for the cloud storage. “Oh, remember that I have to go to my apartment tonight- my landlord called again about the mail.” I told Mr. King.

“You know I can have someone pick that up for you.” He looked at me over the top of his computer.

“Then what is the point of having the apartment if I never go there? I might as well just make your house my address then.” The words were out of my mouth before I could think of the implications. Just because he had given me one of the closets for my things and I stayed there most nights didn't mean he wanted me to move in with him.

He didn't answer me and instead stared at his computer screen. I could tell he wanted to say something, but we were already at work and he was quickly shifting into business mode. He kissed me before exiting the car, finishing his transformation into my boss as we entered the building. He was all business as we began the day, and I found myself wishing it was already time to go home and have my lover back.

“Ms Vanders, I need this weeks earning reports. I need to know how the new acquisitions are integrating with our company, as well as your normal updates. I specifically want the entire accounting infor