In My Billionaire Boss’s Bed

In My Billionaire Boss’s Bed

last updateLast Updated : 2024-10-21
By:  Siwa RoseOngoing
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All her life, Peach Salinger has always played by the rules. She's 23 and graduating college in a few months. She also just landed an internship with Acker Investments which can secure her a permanent job after graduation. But she's determined to get some sexual experiences before stepping into the professional world. In a bid to loose her virginity before she graduates, she hooks up with a hot stranger from a dating app. But that hot stranger turns out to be her new boss, Rhys Van Acker. An arrogant multi-billionaire who's nine years older than her. They both clash at first but Rhys cannot deny the mutual sexual tension between them. Rhys Van Acker wants Peach Salinger in his bed again, but Peach is determined not to succumb to the temptation. But how long can she be able to control herself when all she can think about is the one night stand she had with the older man?

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Chapter 1

The Date

Peach Salinger

   My phone lights up as I step into Saffron Hotel And Suites. It’s a notification from a famous dating app. A lot of people use the app for finding dates and platonic relationships, but my case is different.

My blue eyes glance at my phone as I read the text.

[Rhxxy02: Room 206, I’m here. Where are you?]

[PeachSLG: On my way up.]

My hands tremble in anticipation and I quicken my steps across the vast lobby. I slip into the elevator and while it takes me up the building, I take the time to go over my dress for tonight.

I’m wearing a tight black maxi dress with a few buttons in the front. My hand itches to unbutton them so I can show off my cleavage but fear of looking too desperate stops me.

My black hair is in a tight bun and I can feel my silver heel tight on my feet. They’re not mine but my cousin, Marienne’s. She thinks the heels are sexy and a color for an opportunity to lose my V-card.

That’s right. I feel embarrassed, I’m 23 and I’m about to lose my V-card to a random guy I met online. I don’t even know what he looks like because he doesn’t have a profile picture. But who cares?

All my life, I’ve played by the rules, prioritizing my studies over my social life because I didn't want to disappoint my grandparents.

But I’m graduating college with a degree in business administration in a few months and I’m determined to get some romantic experiences before stepping into the professional world.

Gosh, it’s hard to imagine how much fun of being an adult I missed out on, while focusing solely on graduating with first class. I sometimes wonder how I even have friends when my social life is so nonexistent.

Well, tonight marks a new dawn for me. I’m starting my internship tomorrow so it has to be tonight. Now, should I leave the buttons closed or opened?

By the time I get to the third floor, I decided to leave them opened, revealing my smooth pale skin. If I bend down just a little, you can almost see my rosy nipples underneath. Enough to make a person’s breath hitch.

This move is part of the many tutorials I’ve watched on how to seduce the opposite sex. And the inanimate amount of p**n Marienne sends me everyday saying I need to watch a lot of them so I don’t embarrass myself.

Shit, I’ve prepared a lot for tonight.

A few seconds later, I’m standing in front of room 206. I knock. Once, twice and I feel like blood is starting to drain from my hands. I can still rethink this. I can still turn around and flee. Maybe it doesn’t have to be tonight.

What if I’m being catfished?

While I contemplate my options, I don’t realize when the door swings open. My heart thumps loudly in my chest and I raise my head to look at the man standing by the door.

My breath hitches and the arch of his brow makes me realize he heard it. But I can’t care less because this man in front of me cannot be the age he claims to be. He told me he’s thirty two and I’ve always loved older men, at least the ones in books. But this man in front of me looks like a model in his early twenties.

He’s probably six-four, because I feel so little in front of him. His shoulders are impossibly wide, his hips narrow and tight. Dark, slanted eyebrows cut decisive lines above his deep-set eyes that are such a light blue they appear almost silver.

His facial features are masculine and finely balanced, as though chiseled by a master sculptor. A straight blade of a nose, not too long, not too short, just perfect. High forehead and square jaw with a hint of dark stubble. The only thing soft on his face is his mouth, which is surprisingly full.

He’s in a leather jacket and a designer cap, his hands now. in the pocket of his jeans. It’s been twelve seconds and I can’t even propel myself to speak.

“Keep staring at me like that and it might cost you a price, honey.” he finally says and I find myself riveting in his deep voice before I finally snap out of it. “Come on in.”

I step into the suite and I can’t help but marvel at how luxurious it is. It’s spacious and has an open archway that connects the living room to the bedroom. No door for partitioning, but it makes the suite appear bigger and airier. A minibar, a couch, an armchair, an ottoman and a coffee table occupy the living room side.

This man told me he’s an office worker, how’s he able to afford to pay for this suite that costs thousands of dollars a night?

As I walk towards the bar, I feel a hand slide up my sides from behind. I slowly turn around, he’s standing tall and so close to me. I don’t breathe, I don’t move. He takes it as consent and closes the remaining distance between us.

He kisses me slowly, deeply and my heart soars. His hand slides in my hair; and mine grabs his shoulders. He tastes like apple and gin and I’m already drunk off the taste.

My back hits the bar counter and I have a vague feeling of being lifted until I realize he’s placing me on the counter. My cheeks flush as he breaks the kiss and takes off his jacket. He drags in a ragged breath, before taking a moment to stare at my rattled face.

“Are you scared?” his voice is low.

Hell, yes. But I stubbornly shook my head and stretch out my hands to wrap them around him. Then he envelopes me in a deep kiss again, this time demanding.

Slowly, insistently, his hand slides up my leg. The soft trail of his palm over my skin and the rough purr to his voice makes it hard to think. His hand brushes against my inner thigh and he holds my eye as his fingers slip under the seam of my thong.

 “Honey,” he groans, “you’re so wet.” It’s embarrassing, but before I can pull away, his free hand lands on my hip to hold me in place.

 “Don’t even think about backing out now,” he says against my ear, and there’s both command and desperation in his voice.

His middle finger slide into my pussy, then it begins to move—small, delicate circles that have me bracing against the counter, sucking in tiny sips of air. His eyes are on my face, his free hand still spread wide and unrelenting over my hip. It’s almost too intense —the things he is doing to me, the way he watches.

My gaze lowers to his clenched jaw, to his chest. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. My eyelids lower, and he steps near enough for me to feel his breath on my face, to smell his soap and aftershave and the starch of his shirt.

Two fingers slide inside me, harder, more insistently than before. My muscles tense as he moves his index finger in exactly the right way, and I grip his shoulder.

 I let go with a small cry, my eyes closing, the world going black and blissful as his fingers maintain their pace.

“God,” I rasp.

I reach for his belt, then flick the button of his pants before tugging down the zipper. I slide my hand inside his boxers and he gives a single, sharp inhale.

He is hot, hard as steel, long and wide. Air hisses between his teeth. Holy shit!

He reaches past me. I hear the telltale crinkle of foil. He grabs one of my knees, then holds it aloft as he lines himself up.

A wave of horror travels through me. Okay, this is really happening.

“I…” My voice is low and I can feel my face flush with secondhand embarrassment. “I’ve never actually done this before.”

His forehead ceases for a moment and my mind is already reeling with a million reasons why things can go wrong. Then he smiles and it puts me at ease in a weird way.

His hand reaches out to stroke my hair as he says, “Trust me, honey. You’re in good hands.”

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47 Chapters
The Date
Peach Salinger My phone lights up as I step into Saffron Hotel And Suites. It’s a notification from a famous dating app. A lot of people use the app for finding dates and platonic relationships, but my case is different.My blue eyes glance at my phone as I read the text.[Rhxxy02: Room 206, I’m here. Where are you?][PeachSLG: On my way up.]My hands tremble in anticipation and I quicken my steps across the vast lobby. I slip into the elevator and while it takes me up the building, I take the time to go over my dress for tonight.I’m wearing a tight black maxi dress with a few buttons in the front. My hand itches to unbutton them so I can show off my cleavage but fear of looking too desperate stops me.My black hair is in a tight bun and I can feel my silver heel tight on my feet. They’re not mine but my cousin, Marienne’s. She thinks the heels are sexy and a color for an opportunity to lose my V-card.That’s right. I feel embarrassed, I’m 23 and I’m about to lose my V-card to a r
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We Meet Again
Peach Salinger It’s 4am in the morning and I’m naked in bed, staring blankly at the face of this hot stranger who’s asleep next to me. My head is spinning and I can’t seem to think of anything other than how freakin’ fantastic the sex was. My lady parts tingle from just thinking about it.My fingers trace lazy patterns over his arm, not enough to wake him up. He has a little scar on his arm. It’s hard to make sense of the scar because of the dim light in the room. I soon realize it’s a burn scar, but his eyes eventually snaps open, and I still. My heart jumps, and I have to pretend I wasn’t trying to invade his personal space moments ago. He smiles, and asks me with I’m doing.“Nothing.” I say, trying to hide the awkwardness in my voice.He leans further towards me, places one hand on my hot hip, then takes my lips in his in one breath. And everything...just...stops. I part my lips for him and his tongue moves over mine in one smooth stroke. His hand slides up my back and we d
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Oh Crap
Peach Salinger“Please, have a seat, Miss Salinger.” The president says and the amount of nonchalance in his voice scares me.I force my legs to move towards a chair and I take a seat. He signals the CFO to leave the room. As soon as she’s gone, silence fills the office. I sit still on the chair across him like a porcelain doll. I almost forget to breathe.“I got your proposal, Miss Salinger.” his face is down, staring at a document in front of him. “I’m impressed.”I don’t know which of the two made my heart flip in my chest. The fact that the president of Acker Investments just recognized my work or the fact that this man may or may not be the hot stranger that drilled my hole all night.He might have a lost twin brother? Plus, he’s barely showing any signs that we’ve met before. Maybe he’s a different person? All along while pondering what could be happening, my eyes has never left his face.“Is there something on my face, Miss Salinger?” The president asks, still not looking up fr
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Obsessed
Rhys Van Acker I sigh heavily as I watch the new intern rush out of my office. She’s a little timid, compared to last night where she clung to me and rode my dick like her life depends on it.It can’t be her first time if she’s so good at riding like that. I know her type and she’s definitely one of those many one night stands I’ve had that pretend to be all innocent at first.I mean, what sane person would be willing to lose their virginity to a complete stranger? Well, youngsters nowadays do crazy things.My jaw clenches. It’s hard to believe I was fooled by her. I would never have done anything with her if I knew she’s just twenty three. I’m practically nine years older than her and now, I feel like I just violated a minor.Fuck.I glace at the clock. It’s almost 2pm and I have a meeting with an important client. I rise to my feet and grab my coat, phone and some files, then step out of my office.My phone buzzes in my pocket when I get to the conference room. The room is large e
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The Encounter
Peach Salinger It’s almost 8pm and I’m grabbing a drink with Cole Riordan, my mentor. He thinks it’ll be better to discuss whatever he thought he heard me say in the restroom, at this crowded bar.Slow music is pulsating in the background and a waiter takes our orders. All afternoon, I’ve thought of the perfect lie to feed him. Tell him It’s one of my fantasies to sleep with the President and I thought saying it out loud might make it feel real.Solid alibi.The waitress shows up with our drinks. I thank her and, as she walks away, I take a deep swallow. “I…about what happened earlier today.” I take a sip of my iced tea. Cole’s gaze is fixed on me. “I was being delusional. I’m gonna tell you in on a secret.” I lean towards him. “It has always been one of my fantasies to sleep with the president.”Cole drops his gaze and shudders hard. The pink in his cheeks doesn’t strike me as embarrassment. “Well, I kind of also didn’t believe what you said. I mean, there’s no way you would cros
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Stall Romance
Rhys Van AckerPeach’s face is pale, and I can’t tell what she’s thinking until she shoves me backward and rushes into one of the restroom stalls. She crouches to her knees and starts to throw up.The image, instead of turning me off, turns me on. I imagine her gagging on my dick and on her knees like she is now. I snap out of it and move closer to hold her hair up and stroke her back.After a few seconds, she rises to her feet and steps out. Then she washes her face in the sink. I watch her the whole time. Maybe she’s sick? Or she ate something that’s gone bad?“Are you okay?” I finally ask her.She takes a deep breath, her head turns like she’s just heard a funny noise. I can’t seem to fathom what she’s thinking. She’s suddenly so fucking hard to read.“Yeah, I’m fine.” she grabs a towel from the hanger behind her and dries her face with it.Well, the mood is ruined and all that’s left is the realization that I just blurted out how I’ve been feeling about her for the past few days.
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The Contract
Peach Salinger.“Walk, Peach. They don’t know what you just did. They can’t see through you.” I mutter to myself as I walk down the hallways.I have checked the countless mirrors in the hallways several times to make sure I don’t have “I just got fucked by the company’s president in a restroom stall” tatooed on my forehead. I’m just irrationally certain that the second I step into the office, people will look at me and know.My blood runs cold. Fuck.How could I have let that happen? Why didn’t I resist? Why didn’t I say no? If people find out about this, it’ll cost me my job, my degree, my graduation, my life. Shit!I brace myself for the worst and scroll into the office. If any member of this office could read me like a book, it has to be Adrian. But it can’t be avoided, so I steel myself and walk past his desk. I take my seat. At first glance, all is normal. As normal as it ever is, anyway. Marienne’s desk is opposite mine and she doesn’t seem to notice me walking in. Adrian is b
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Falling For Him?
Peach Salinger I rise to my feet and rush out of the office. The hallway is quiet and the president is no where in sight. My heart is running a million miles per second.What’s the contract really about?I sit down again and read through it. [Bed Friend Agreement]This Agreement is made between Rhys Van Acker and Peach Salinger. - Both parties agree to keep the nature of this relationship strictly confidential. This includes not discussing or disclosing the details to colleagues, friends, or family. - The relationship will not interfere with workplace responsibilities. - The relationship is strictly physical, with no emotional involvement unless mutually agreed upon. - Personal conflicts will not be brought into the workplace. Any disputes arising from this relationship will be handled privately. -Either party may terminate this Agreement at any time without penalty. - This relationship does not imply any romantic commitment or expectation beyond the agreed-upon terms. - Specific d
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Rejecting Him
Peach SalingerThe president is holding me in his arms. His grip on my waist is firm, but gentle, and he pulls me close, his chest pressing against mine. I can feel his warmth, his scent, and his steady heartbeat. For a moment, we just still like that, frozen. "Steady there," he whispers, his voice low and husky, his breath tickling my ear. "You okay?"The spell’s broken.I nod and he helps me stand on my feet. Marienne’s eyes is already teary, and she hugs me tightly.“I don’t know what I would’ve done to myself if something had happened to you.” she breaths into my hair, stroking it. “I’m so sorry.”I hug her back. “It was my fault. Please forgive me.”We let go of each other after a few seconds. All the while, the president has been standing there, watching us. Fear pumps dark wine through my veins, is he going to fire us? I mean, we went against the rules and came up here, almost caused an accident that could affect the company’s reputation and probably started a toxic love trian
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His Plan
Rhys Van Acker I cock my head. I’m not sure I heard right because it doesn’t make any sense. Did she just say she’s turning down my offer?My fists clench beside me but I let the smirk remain on my lips. I have a habit of not letting what I’m feeling show on my face. I exhale sharply, adjusting in my seat. “Why, if I may ask, would you turn down this offer, miss Salinger? I suppose you didn’t read through the contract well but I’m also going to be paying you well for your services.”That should be enough to convince her. What more would a young woman in the 21st century want more than money and material things? Plus, this is the first time I’m ever getting into this kind of contract with anyone. None of my flings seem to satisfy me and she’s the only damn one that keeps coming to mind. She gave in to me in the rest room too so I figured she would have no problem with this kind of arrangement—so I thought.Peach’s face flushes with anger. “I don’t want your money, sir. I’m not some
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