Showdown: Tech Billionaires

by Ainsley St Claire

  I kiss her temple. “I love you, sweetheart. I’m not bringing Lilly back tonight until she commits to coming back to our family.”

  “Love you, too, Dad.” She turns back toward the dining room, and I hear her say under her breath, “And make sure you convince her.”

  Just then Lilly appears, and Bex catcalls her. “You look beautiful,” she breathes.

  Lilly’s wearing a flowing, pastel-floral dress that hits just above her knees. But what I really love are the strappy nude sandals and her pink toes. She’s not wearing a lot of makeup, and her hair is in long curls. I have no doubt she’ll be the most beautiful woman anywhere we go tonight.

  Lilly blushes. “Thank you.”

  She hands Katrina a small notebook. “I stopped by the house and picked this up for you. I reread it on the flight over. I think you’ll enjoy getting to know your mom when she was your age.”

  Katrina’s eyes grow large, and she throws her arms around Lilly. “Thank you so much.”

  “I hope we can talk about it, too,” she says.

  Katrina nods.

  “Did you bring me a book?” Bex asks.

  “I didn’t, but I bet we can go on Amazon and find a great book for you. When I was your age, I loved The Babysitter’s Club, and I read my mom’s Trixie Beldens. They’re both mysteries.”

  “Ohh, I like that idea,” Bex says.

  “Have a great dinner, everyone. We’ll see you later,” I call as we head out the door.

  We walk to the waiting car, and Trevor opens the door. He sits in the passenger seat, and Lilly and I sit together in the back as we drive into town. Lilly is fidgeting. I think I like that she’s nervous. I’m nervous, too.

  I reach for her hand. “You look stunning.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Trevor…” I wink at Lilly with a devious smile and squeeze her hand. “I had a request from the nurses this afternoon.”

  He contorts himself to look at us. “What do they need?”

  “Jackie asked that your team walk around the pool in Speedos.” It’s hard to say that with a straight face, but I power through, fighting the smile.

  He shakes his head. “That would be sexual harassment.”

  “It might be if I ordered it.” I tap my finger to my chin as if I’m actually considering it.

  Lilly cocks her head to the side. “Those nurses work so hard, and it would mean so much to them.”

  Trevor narrows his eyes. “That sounds awful.”

  I let my grin go. “I just thought it was funny.”

  Lilly giggles. “The nurses are lonely ladies. Be kind to them, Trevor.”

  “We don’t use the pool,” he protests.

  “Tomorrow night is the luau, so all the families will be on property,” I remind him.

  He nods.

  We pull in front of the Fairmont, and Lilly looks at me with her brows raised. I help her out of the car, and damn, does she have beautiful legs. I pull her in close, and she smells like strawberries.

  “We don’t have a reservation at the hotel,” I whisper into her hair. “However, we do have a reservation at Ko. It’s on the water, considered the best seafood, and very romantic.”

  She relaxes, and we walk in. After a moment, Trevor and Kahuna, one of Jim’s men on the island, joins us. I reach for her hand and kiss it. “Tonight, you determine what we do,” I tell her. “We can walk on the beach, walk around the marina, go upstairs, go back to the estate, or do something else. But first, we’re going to have a nice dinner. It’s our first real date.”

  We’re seated in a private booth facing the water. The doors are open, and we watch the last of the beachgoers pack up and leave for the night as the sun sets.

  “Thank you for bringing me and my mom here,” Lilly says.

  “I know I can’t roll back time, but I have replayed my terrible reaction and thought of a thousand different ways I could have responded to you,” I tell her. “I’m so very sorry. And as I told you, when I read the note Cecelia sent you with the check, I knew exactly why you stayed the weekend, and why you stayed with us.”

  “Cecelia gave me a chance. I will forever be grateful for that.”

  I look at the menu, not really reading it. “Sara, SHN’s attorney, said you refused to sign the funding plan from them without acknowledging the angel funding from Cecelia first. Thank you. Otherwise, we might never have known.”

  Lilly looks at me. “That was money from Cecelia. I couldn’t just pretend it never happened. Her support meant everything to me, and I wish I could say it would become something, but since I was removed from Brain Bursts, they’ve decided to go in another direction. I’m out of the loop.”

  “I’m not at all sure that’s a done deal,” I say, and she smiles. She knows the fight’s not over too. “But I have faith in you and what you want to accomplish. We can start a new company if Brain Bursts isn’t going your way.”

  “I can propose that as part of my exit,” she suggests. “They need something from me, so we’re negotiating.”

  I nod. I like that she didn’t just roll over for them. “And you worked for them all this time while you were watching the girls?”

  “Yes.”

  She doesn’t elaborate.

  “That’s not a criticism. How did you do it all?” I probe.

  She shrugs. “I did what a lot of working women do; I worked around the girls. Your daughters are not terribly difficult. They needed to get up, have a healthy breakfast and lunch prepared, and get to school. After school, I took them to their various practices, managed your calendar with theirs, and just did the best I could. I was luckier than most, because you have a housekeeper who does laundry, cooks, and cleans. It usually left me about six hours to work or meet with my team or potential clients during the day. And I would work on coding during weekends and nights after the girls were in bed. It wasn’t until we went to Italy and then to Whistler that my partners really got anxious. I missed a deadline.”

  “Most nannies use that time to see friends, catch up on sleep or hobbies, and relax,” I point out.

  “I’m not most nannies. But it doesn’t matter anyway. We’re not going to make progress on anything while we’re fighting. I hope they can’t just walk away with my company, but I guess we’ll see. They need a signature from me, so I have some leverage, at least.”

  They’re trying hard to cover their tracks on their screwup. “You haven’t signed the release?”

  “No. I asked for ten million of the funding for compensation, so they’re threatening to sue me. I don’t really have the money to fight them.”

  I shake my head. “Lilly, Mason and I will fight this for you. They can’t use SHN’s money or Cecelia’s money to do something else.”

  Lilly pulls her phone from her purse. “They seem to think otherwise. Here’s the notice I received today from their attorney.”

  I read through it, and it’s a bunch of meaningless accusations meant to scare her into signing the document and giving up her interest and work.

  I send it to myself and Mason with a note: Bury the motherfuckers.

  “You didn’t sign that, and you sent it from my account,” Lilly protests. “He’s going to think I sent that.”

  “Mason knows me well enough to know that’s me.”

  Her phone pings, and it’s a message from Mason. “With pleasure. Lilly, we’re glad you’re back.”

  That brings a smile to her face, and we spend dinner talking about the software she’s building. I’m very impressed, and I know exactly why Cecelia invested in her. Her passion radiates from her as she speaks, and she seems to have a clear understanding of what’s possible and what isn’t—informed, I’m sure, by her personal experience with her mother’s care.

  The meal is spectacular, and when the last of our plates are cleared, we’re the only ones left in the restaurant.

  “I think we’re keeping people from going home,” Lilly whispers.

  “You ready to head back to the estate?�
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  She fiddles with her napkin. “No. I will be eventually, but first I want to have hotel sex with you.”

  My dick stands at attention “Are you sure? I don’t want a farewell fuck. We want you back.”

  “I’ve missed you, and I appreciate your apology and everything you’ve had to say. I think we can take things one step at a time. But, I don’t intend this to be a one-time deal.”

  I make a few clicks on my phone to reserve a room while I wait for them to process my credit card for dinner.

  “I’m going to visit the ladies room before we go upstairs,” she says.

  I try to hide the tremor in my hand. Fuck, what she does to me. “I’ll let Trevor know we’re going to be here for a while.”

  Trevor looks at me expectantly when I approach their table and let them know the plan.

  “No problem,” he says. “We’ll wait in the lobby. Just let us know when you’re ready to head out.”

  When Lilly returns, I lead her to the front desk to pick up the key card. While we’re waiting for the elevator to arrive, Lilly’s eyes dart around like she’s worried we’re going to be caught.

  I reach for her hand. “It’s okay. We don’t have to do this.”

  “It’s not that. I’m just nervous.”

  “Why are you nervous?”

  She shrugs. “I don’t know. A lot has happened in the past few weeks. I guess a lot is riding on this.”

  “We can take this at whatever pace you want. I swear. There’s no pressure from me.”

  She kisses me on the cheek. “Thank you.”

  A bell dings, announcing the arrival of the elevator. As we step in, several pairs of drunk eyes land on her. There’s a big wedding party here, so we’re not alone in the car. But Lilly stares up at me and smiles. She only has eyes for me, and it makes me feel ten feet tall. My arm encircles her waist, and my thumb rubs circles on her hip as we listen to two drunks debate whether David Bowie or Queen wrote “Under Pressure.”

  When we get off the elevator, Lilly turns to me as we walk down the hall. “Just so you know, both wrote it, and they sued Vanilla Ice when he sampled it in “’Ice Ice Baby’. Vanilla Ice ended up buying the rights to the song because that was cheaper than fighting them in court. But Bowie and Queen did get songwriting credits, so each time it’s played, they get royalties.”

  “I love how smart you are,” I whisper into her hair as I try to get the keycard to work. Finally, the light turns to green and the room unlocks.

  I allow her to enter before me. Our suite faces the ocean, and Lilly immediately goes to the balcony overlooking the water. She leans her head to the side as I cage her in against the railing.

  She smells intoxicating. I kiss her neck, and she moans her appreciation as she turns to me. Placing her arms around my neck, I reach down, gently tipping her head up so I can kiss her. She soon takes the lead, and it’s a hot and aggressive kiss, our tongues dancing. I have to will myself not to go crazy and to do all the naughty things I want. She’s in charge tonight.

  My hand laces through her hair and rubs the back of her neck. I want to leave my mark, but I have to find a hidden place that only she can see—and certainly not the girls. “I won’t mark you any place obvious,” I mumble against her neck. I rub my thumb over her breast, and through the thin fabric of her dress and bra, I can feel the peak harden.

  I pull her toward me, and our lips meet again. This time it’s my tongue invading her hot mouth. I said we could take this at her pace, but I’m finding it difficult to control myself.

  I break the kiss and lean back to wait for her reaction.

  “Wow!” she breathes.

  She’s looking at me differently than she was earlier this evening. Does that mean I’m winning her back? She chews her bottom lip.

  I want to be the person chewing her lip. “I promised that you’d be in charge, and here I am almost unable to control myself.”

  “What would you like to do if I were to hand you back control?” she asks. “I’m really curious now.”

  “Lie back on the bed and I’ll show you—but you can stop me at any time.”

  “Shoes on or off?”

  “Those shoes are made to be fucked in.” I lean over and undo the buttons on the top of her dress. Her bare skin drives me crazy with lust. When I reach the bottom of the bodice, I expose her bra and thank God for front hooks—and all the practice I had in high school.

  The cool air makes her nipples nice and hard. I suckle each of her breasts as I reach beneath the hem of her dress to explore her very wet slit. I bite down on one of those hard buds, and then replace my teeth with my fingers. Her mouth falls open, and I can hear her panting as my thumb slowly rolls forward until finally it pops off the tip of her nipple.

  Her body jerks. “Oh, that feels so good. Do that again!”

  I do as I’m asked with the other nipple. I can hear her softly chanting, “Oh God, oh God.”

  My fingers slide easily in and out of her tight channel. “You’re so fucking wet.” I place them in my mouth. “And you taste delicious.”

  “I want to taste you,” she says.

  “But I’m not finished,” I tease.

  She stands and steps out of her dress. “I’m in charge again, and I want you naked.”

  I slip my loafers off and stand to pull my shirt over my head. She shivers. “Are you cold?”

  “No, I just had a small orgasm looking at your beautiful chest. I want that cock.”

  Nothing is more powerful than a woman who tells you exactly what she wants when she’s naked.

  As I fumble with my buttons, Lilly gets on all fours and crawls over to me. “Do you need help?” She runs her nails down my chest, and my cock is ready to burst the seams of my pants.”

  She has an almost wild look on her face.

  I finally get my shirt off and push my pants and underwear down. She licks her lips, and my cock waves to her.

  I can hear the wet sounds of her playing with herself. She knows what she wants. And I obey.

  Her tongue darts out as she licks the small, oozing slit. “Well, hello, old friend.” She looks up at me with a question in her eyes.

  “You wanted to be in charge.”

  She smiles, and my heart races. This is going to be fun.

  She licks the slit again. “Mmmmm…”

  She takes her time kissing up and down my shaft, licking and getting it wet. When her tongue slides out and wraps around the crown, I know she’s enjoying this as much as I am. Her lips part, and I sink slowly into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. Then she pushes me in farther, and I can feel her tongue against the base of my cock.

  She moves her head, and I can feel a vibration from inside her. It’s warm and tight, and the slight movement has me almost ready to come faster than a boy in middle school.

  I watch her lips stretching around my girth and slowly sliding down as her tongue does a fantastic dance. I have to stop her. There’s more I want to do, and I’m going to send my load down her throat if she keeps going.

  I gently pull her head up and off of me. She smiles and wipes the corner of her mouth. “So how was that?”

  “Remind me to send flowers to whoever taught you that.”

  That gets a laugh out of her.

  “I want you to come,” I tell her. “Any preferences?”

  “Fuck me hard and play with my clit,” she directs. Her legs part, and I pull her ass to the edge of the bed, looking up at her. She has her eyes closed, ready for what’s next.

  “Look at me,” I demand. She opens her eyes, which are glazed over with lust. “Are you ready?”

  “Please, Nate. Make me come.”

  I reach into my wallet and pull out a condom. She takes it from me, and I play with her nipples as she tries to roll it on.

  “I’m never going to get this right if you don’t stop distracting me.”

  Pulling back, I make sure it’s on before I gently slide my cock into her. She’s so tight it�
�s difficult, but she moves her hips, and I sink my shaft into her juicy pussy, inch by inch. Her hands clench and her mouth drops open. Finally, my balls hit her ass; I’m fully seated.

  She looks up, smiling softly. “Welcome home.”

  It is home—the familiar feeling I want every day, and have missed so much. I’m determined to make the moment last, so I pause deep inside her until I feel her hips start moving, and I know we’re both ready.

  I plunge into her, slow and deep, making her moan with every thrust. I love the sound and the feel of her hot pussy wrapped around my shaft. I can’t resist her tits as they jiggle, so I maul them as we fuck.

  She mewls her satisfaction. I pinch and pull her nipples as I pivot in and out. My body crashes into hers over and over.

  She reaches between us, and I can hear the wet sounds of her stroking her clit as my cock plunges into her. I pump harder and faster and watch her climb to the crest of her pinnacle.

  She leans up, whispering in my ear, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard!”

  “With pleasure…” I place one of her legs on my shoulder and let the other fall open, completely exposing her. I bang that amazing pussy as hard and fast as I can and strum her clit while I watch her enjoy this.

  She grabs both nipples, and it’s so hard to watch her twist and pull. “Just like that. Oh yeah!”

  I can feel the muscles in her channel grow tighter. I’m going to erupt. “Where do you want my cum?”

  There’s no hesitation. “Come inside me. Fill me!”

  I watch her body tense, and she clamps down on me as she groans her satisfaction. That is all it takes for me to follow.

  I shoot the biggest load of cum into her, and I can feel her body jerk with each pulse of my cock. I haven’t come like that in so long, and it was worth the wait.

  After a moment, I knot the end of the condom and wrap it in a tissue. We cuddle up in our post-coital bliss, but I’m ready to go again. Lilly does something to me.

  I kiss all over her body, and she cries out when I play with her sensitive nipples and leave my mark underneath each breast.

  “You’re very naughty, you know that?” she says.

  “I want to make sure that top stays on.”

  She rolls over on top of me and my semi-hard cock, and with her wet slit she strokes me until I’m ready to go again.