Royally Flushed: Tech Billionaires

by Ainsley St Claire

  “Of course. It would be my pleasure,” she says.

  When Corrine steps out of the dressing room, my heart skips a beat. The dress in the light blue sets off the beautiful golden tones in her skin, and the red hibiscus flower print sets off the golden highlights in her hair. The tight bodice accents her luscious breasts, and the full skirt gives me just a teasing peek at her glorious long legs.

  My cock is absolutely alert. I knew it would look great on her. “What do you think?”

  She leans in and just above a whisper says, “It’s over a thousand dollars.”

  “It’s worth it. You look stunning,” I assure her.

  She turns and looks at herself in the mirror, studying it carefully. She sighs in frustration. “I can’t. I can’t afford it.”

  I don’t understand at first. “I’m happy to buy it for you.”

  She shakes her head. “I don’t want you to buy it for me. I can buy my own clothes. It’s a beautiful dress, and it does look good on me, but it’s not practical outside of Hawaii. For that price, it should be something I’ll be able to wear a lot.”

  Once she’s dressed, she hands the saleswoman the dress and thanks her.

  I give the saleswoman a nod, and I know she’ll have it delivered later today.

  As we walk out, I grasp Corrine’s hand. “I don’t want you to think about money on this trip.”

  She smiles at me. “I understand your position, but for most of my life, I didn’t have to stand on my own. Now I don’t want to be dependent on others.”

  “I hear you, but I want to spoil you.” I want to own her at work, home, and in bed. But for now, I’ll settle for owning her in bed.

  “How about you buy me some lunch?” Corrine offers.

  She’s changed the subject. There’s more to why she wants to be so independent, but I’m not sure how to ask her.

  “I’ll happily buy you any lunch you’d like. What sounds good?”

  “How about a burger?”

  “That’s easy. There’s a spot around the corner.” We walk in, order at the cash register, and take a number. When it’s ready, they’ll deliver our meals to our table.

  “What did you order?” I ask.

  “I ordered a cheeseburger Hawaiian style—it has a ring of pineapple, a slice of SPAM, and teriyaki sauce.”

  “You know that sounds disgusting.” I grimace.

  She shrugs. “It may be. I’ll try anything once. What did you get?”

  I grin. “Same as usual.”

  “You’re in Hawaii, and you ordered a cheeseburger with onion rings, bacon, and barbecue sauce?”

  “You forgot the extra-large fries.” I wiggle my eyebrows.

  “I’m counting on you sharing those.” She bites her lip, and it drives me crazy. I lean down and kiss her.

  “For you, anything.” I realize I genuinely mean that. I want to give Corrine everything she could ever want, everything I have. Wow. That’s huge.

  It scares me that I’m thinking like this, but I realize I want more from her than a casual weekend in Hawaii. That’s more than I’ve wanted from anyone in a long time.

  “I have some work to get done this afternoon,” I tell her. “You up for some pool time?”

  “I have some work I should be doing, too.”

  “It’s Friday,” I remind her, just in case she forgot.

  “And I’ll bet the emails haven’t stopped coming. Plus, tomorrow I may have to squeeze a few things in.”

  I cringe. I don’t pay her enough to work weekends. She lives in a fucking closet. How could I have been so blind to this?

  Our meals arrive. A thick, juicy burger with all the trimmings is placed before me, and I jump in without paying attention. The mixture of barbecue sauce and all the fixings is perfect. It’s one of the better burgers I’ve had.

  After about three bites, I’m finally satiated enough that I can look at her. I watch her take small bites. I know her well enough to see she doesn’t like what she ordered.

  “Not good?”

  She shrugs. “Mayo and teriyaki sauce is interesting. The SPAM and pineapple are different.” Her brows crease and her lips purse. “It’s…just…a lot of flavors.”

  I sit back in my chair and laugh so hard people turn to stare. “Please go order a regular cheeseburger. It’s great that you wanted to try something new, but if you don’t like it, you shouldn’t struggle with it.”

  “Maybe if I take it apart,” she offers.

  I love that she’s willing to stick with it, but I can’t make her do it. I get up and go to the counter to order her a basic cheeseburger.

  “You didn’t have to do that.” She smiles as she reaches for my plate. “I can survive on fries.”

  “Not with what I have planned for you,” I warn.

  She looks away as her new burger is delivered, and a blush crosses her chest.

  “I hope I didn’t embarrass you,” I say in a low voice.

  “No, not at all.” She paints a smile on her face. Something’s bothering her. I don’t think I did anything, but there’s always a possibility.

  When we return to the estate, she grabs her Kindle and puts on the bikini Tiffany gave her. Damn, she looks sexy. The little triangles just cover the front of her breasts, and the bottoms are so low that they barely cover anything. I know I said I needed to work, but my cock has other ideas. I wonder if she’s reading something super naughty? The thought makes my imagination go wild.

  I need to focus, but watching her walk in that tiny bit of fabric is distracting. I mean, the top is essentially just eyepatches.

  Focus.

  I need to make a few calls.

  As she strides across the pool deck, her grace reminds me of a dancer. She sits under the open gazebo, and I watch her put sunscreen on. When she massages it into her chest, it’s like watching her play with her breasts, and my boner struggles to remain contained.

  This woman has no idea what she does to me.

  I check in with my developers and watch Corrine sunbathe. Then I look around and there are two groundskeepers and a houseman standing by watching. What. The. Fuck?

  “Sounds like you’re making progress, Lou. I’ll continue to check in. Enjoy your weekend.” I hang up and walk over to Corrine, giving all three men a do-not-fuck-with-me look. They immediately disappear.

  She looks up from her book and smiles. “Are you getting everything done that you need to?”

  “You’re a bit distracting.”

  She picks up her cover and puts it on. “Sorry.”

  “I don’t want you to feel bad, and you don’t need to cover up. But, because I’m watching you and not getting enough done, you can make it up to me tonight.”

  “I’m sure you can think of an adequate punishment for me.” She bites her lip and grins.

  “Woman, you’re going to kill me yet,” I growl.

  “Not until I get a casting of your dick.” She grins, teasing.

  “What would you do with a casting exactly?”

  “I’d never need another man ever if I had that.”

  My phone rings. “We’ll continue this when I tie you up later for your disobedience.”

  She licks her lips. “I can’t wait.”

  God, this woman is turning me into a horny teenager. I can’t remember the last time I behaved like this.

  I reluctantly answer the phone and walk inside. “Jackson Graham.”

  “Jackson, this is Kala Simpson. I’ve been able to set an appointment for you tomorrow with Governor Alex Chow for dinner at seven on Oahu.”

  “Thank you. I’ll be there.”

  I hang up and notify Brian and Ben of my plans. I let them know what to expect for tomorrow and that we’ll return to Maui after dinner.

  When I finish, I wander back out to Corrine. She’s lying on her stomach, and her heart-shaped ass is incredibly enticing. I look around, but it isn’t private enough for me to take her here.

  “Did you get everything finished up?” she asks. />
  “I did. I have an unexpected surprise.” Her brows crease with worry. “We’re having dinner with the governor of Hawaii tomorrow in Honolulu. How would you like to come with me to Oahu?”

  She stands, puts her cover on, and grabs her Kindle. “Okay, you’re the boss.”

  I think I like that she refers to me as the boss, although it reminds me that I’m in complicated territory here with her. I step in close. “I’m going to show you I’m more than just the boss later tonight—unless you change your mind. You’re in charge.” I reach for her hand and rub it over my cock. “Or shall we retire to our room now so I can show you?”

  She kisses me softly on the lips, and I want her even more. “I’m meeting with Jason in…” She checks her phone for the time. “…twenty minutes. You can give me the abridged version.” She massages my cock through my shorts.

  I’m disappointed, but I do want her to oversee the operations here at the estate. “I have no abridged version. We’ll have to wait, and I’ll show you after dinner.”

  She kisses the side of my jaw and whispers, “I can’t wait.”

  We walk into the house. “I do have a treat for you.”

  “Other than a long night of fun?”

  “It will be a long night, too. But yes. Come with me.” I lead her back to her bedroom and show her the dress.

  As she looks at it, hurt crosses her face.

  I immediately know I’ve made a mistake. “I know you like standing on your own, but you looked amazing in this dress. You know I can afford this. Please let me spoil you—like you spoil me.”

  “I don’t buy your clothes.” Her voice is choked, and I’m worried she’s going to cry.

  “No, but you take care of me in other ways. Every day you pick up coffee on your way into work. You make sure I eat lunch. You move me from meeting to meeting, and you constantly save me like you did with Jason Crier this morning. You take care of me all the time.” I stand behind her and hold her tight. “I will return this if you don’t want it, but I want to do this for you. No strings attached.”

  She stands on her tiptoes and turns to put her arms around me, giving me a deep kiss. I like how she feels in my arms. I know I’ll need to figure out how to make this work once we return to reality, but for now, I’m going to enjoy every minute I can.

  “Thank you for the dress,” she finally says.

  Chapter 15

  Jackson

  Corrine was already gone when I woke up this morning. It’s Saturday. Doesn’t she know we’re supposed to sleep in? We don’t have to be on Oahu until tonight. I stretch and feel some muscles that haven’t seen a lot of action in a while. They’re a little sore this morning. I smile. At least she isn’t the only one sore.

  Last night we retired to bed shortly after dinner. Corrine has a voracious appetite for sex, and I can’t seem to get enough of her.

  There’s rustling at the door, and Corrine pokes her head into the room. “Ah, you’re awake.”

  I stretch. She’s dressed in cute capri pants and a floral print blouse, and I’m naked. “I brought your coffee, and Leilani made her special pineapple pancakes with her own pineapple syrup.”

  “That sounds decadent.” I stretch, allowing the sheet to expose my erection.

  Corrine stares and licks her lips. I know she’s thinking about what she’d like to do with it.

  “Trust me, they are.” She places a tray in front of me. “I need to pack. Do you want me to wear the dress you bought me to dinner tonight?”

  “Sure. You’re beautiful no matter what, so whatever you feel the most comfortable in. This is Hawaii, and men will be in dress pants and Hawaiian shirts. Most women will be in dresses similar to the one I bought you. Whatever you want to wear.”

  “Even my bikini?”

  I internally groan. “Absolutely not.” I shake my head. “I won’t allow anyone to ogle you except me.”

  She laughs. “So, my birthday suit is out, too.”

  I raise my brows at her, and she knows it’s a warning.

  “The pilot called and said we need to leave on time,” she continues. “Honolulu doesn’t have a lot of flexibility for late arrivals.”

  “Okay, and actually, the governor has asked us to join him and his wife at their private club. We’re hoping the US partner of Hydro, Jeff Wong, will be there.”

  “Whoa. Okay. I’m happy to go, but don’t feel like you have to take me if this has morphed into something different. I get it—business first.”

  “No, no,” I assure her. “You’re essential to tonight. I have a feeling the only way he’s going to be there is if you come. I got the impression that his wife won’t go without you, and he can’t go without his wife.”

  She nods. “I know tonight you’ll kindly remind Jeff Wong that the plans were stolen, and if he sells anything he’s produced from them, you have the weight of the law and the governor of Hawaii behind you.”

  I love that she feels so strongly about this. She has no profit sharing or interest in the company beyond her paycheck, and she’s talented enough to get another job—God forbid—in minutes, but she believes in my company and me, and that means everything. However, I need to make sure her value to me is clear. I’ll send off some reminder emails this afternoon, so they fast-track the updates to her compensation package I asked for after we got funding for the solar film.

  I smile at her. “And I have you, too. Right?”

  “I’m sure I can take him out with my wicked organizational powers if he gets out of line.” She puts up her hands like the claws of a cat, makes her best mean face, and growls.

  I throw my head back and laugh. “Let’s get ready. At a minimum, we can have drinks at a beautiful restaurant on the beach in Honolulu before we meet them. Governor Chow made me promise I’d bring you back for dinner at one of the high-end restaurants.”

  “You failed to tell him we leave on Monday.”

  “I still own the estate. We can come back whenever we’d like.”

  “You have a long list of people to bring here. And once we go through the estate’s payroll, you may want to lose it in the next poker tournament.”

  “It’s that high?” Viviana may have lost it to me on purpose if it’s that expensive.

  “The staff is needed, but there’s no income. There could be some, but it’ll never cover the costs.”

  With that, her pants drop to the floor and she unbuttons her blouse. I’m consumed by her white lace panties and her gorgeous tits. I pull her into my arms and suckle her nipple through the lace.

  “But maybe you need the tax deduction,” she breathes.

  God, I want this woman. “We can go over what you learned on the flight.”

  “I transferred…five hundred thousand…dollars…to their operating account…” She moans. “…this morning. That way they can…complete the—don’t stop…” She breathes heavily as my hand dips inside her panties. “…renovation, pay…some bills, and…make payroll.”

  She’s so wet and responsive. Her hips buck as she pushes herself into my hands. She bites her lip as I suckle her nipples, and she moans her climax. She’s drunk from pleasure and breathing hard.

  I suck my fingers clean. “Wow. Okay. I’ll definitely walk through that.”

  “I should go take a shower, “she announces.

  “Can I watch?”

  She blushes. “You’re the boss.”

  “You keep saying that. I hope you know that we’re partners at work, and you can kick me out of your bed whenever you want to.”

  She smiles. “Mostly I like you being bossy.”

  I step in close, and she strokes my cock through my pants. I kiss her hard. She gets down on her knees before me.

  “You’re quite the beautiful sex kitten. I’m secretly glad you’re stuck at my place when we return. I have so many plans for us.”

  She looks surprised. I hope she understands this is the beginning of something. After a moment, she takes me into her mouth, and I lose all sense
of time and place.

  A little while later, once we’ve recovered, I notice she’s gathering things together.

  “Remember, we’ll be back here tonight,” I tell her. “We’re coming home after dinner.”

  “Yes, and we fly home on Monday.” She continues working around the room, putting things aside and preparing to pack.

  “Tonight will be fun, and we’ll see the sun set over Diamond Head—a little different view than here at the estate.”

  She nods.

  I get out of bed and walk naked to the bathroom. Corrine stops what she’s doing and stares. I take great pride in having the same effect on her as she has on me.

  Chapter 16

  Corrine

  That evening, as we wait to be seated at the restaurant, I adjust my dress for the third time.

  Jackson leans down and whispers in my ear. “You look beautiful. No need to be nervous.”

  I have a just-fucked flush on my face, and I’m worried everyone will know. We’re shown to our table, and an older Asian couple stand.

  “Aloha. Welcome to Hawaii, Mr. Graham,” the man says.

  “Governor, this is my girlfriend, Corrine Woods.”

  My mind spins. Girlfriend? I suppose with my current look, it wouldn’t go well to say, “This is my assistant.”

  “So nice to meet you,” the governor says. “Please let me introduce you to my better half, Courtney.”

  I extend my hand. “So nice to meet you both.”

  I begin to sit, and there is someone behind me pushing my chair in. The club exudes wealth and prestige. There are definitely no tourists here.

  I hear the governor order bourbon for Jackson, and he looks at me. I eye Courtney’s fruity-looking drink. “I’ll take one of those.”

  “Mai tais are my favorite.” She smiles. “I understand you’re visiting from the mainland.”