The Billionaire’s Intern II

“Mr Vance, these are the new interns for Vance Global 2026 financial year” the EA voiced out.

We, that is , myself and two other nervous looking individuals were standing in the office of the most feared, most idolized, multi billionaire CEO Mr Vance of Vance Global Inc.

The man I let fuck my pussy to shreds yesterday at the night club…

“Take that dick like a good little slut” he roars . His hands gripped my tights , spreading me even wider, pinning me down while he continuously thrust deep into me.

“Your so fucking deep!” I moan loudly. I arched my back hand, my pussy clenching around his cock as I grinder against him hard.

“Yass yasss yass”

“Fuck me like that!”

“Just like fucking that!” I screamed rolling my hips greedily matching his brutal pace.

“Take it baby ! Take it” he ordered, slamming his thick cock into my front walls. His hands raised and landed squarely on my throbbing clit.

“Arghhhhgh” I screamed, squirting hard, harder than the last time. The pressure pushes his thick shaft out of me, my legs shakes widely as my whole body quivers on the sofa.

……the memory of the last 12 hours were still fresh in my mind and between my still throbbing pussy. He was a fucking beast, he fucked me so hard I couldn’t sleep last night. I was up anticipating seeing him today, his reaction, having fucked me so hard last night and I’m here now standing before him as an intern in his company.

I wanted him to fuck me again right here and now. In his office, where he’s scent covered the entire room, intoxicating me like a drug. I wanted him to pin me against the huge floor to ceiling windows and blow my back out, while I screamed his name. The entire view of the city below us while his cum dripped out of me.

My pussy clenched hard, I was already wetting thinking about it.

“Mr Vance Sir” his EA called for his attention again. I rolled my eyes at her pathetic voice.

“Mr Vance” I voice echoed out, deliberately stern and sexy. I felt the gaze of the other interns and the EA snap in my direction. Lmao, he was so deep in this pussy last night, I have done more than just call his name.

His body stilled for a second, just for a second, I had my eyes trained on him so I caught it.

Ofcourseee he remembers my voice.

He finally took his gaze off the paperwork he was looking at. His gaze landed squarely on me and I could see the recognition flash in them.

The tiny sly smile that crossed his lips did not go unnoticed. Eyes still on me, he leaned into his chair, hand coming up to stroke his chin as he roamed my appearance with his gaze.

His eyes roamed down the length of me, stripping away the corporate armor piece by piece. My white button-down shirt was stretched dangerously tight across my chest, the fabric strained at the seams as if it could barely contain the weight of my breasts. I’d left the top buttons undone, offering a generous, wicked glimpse of cleavage that didn't belong in a sterile boardroom. Below that, my black pencil skirt locked onto my hips like a second skin, clinging to every curve before ending right at my knees—tailored just enough that a single, calculated sway of my hips could drive any man completely out of his mind.

“And they are?” His voice was smooth, controlled. It dripped with power and authority. His eyes left my body and fixed on his EA.

“The new interns sir” she responded instantly. He blinked at her slowly, nodding his head slowly.

“Miss Chole, Mr Smith and Miss Bells…”

“Bells Grey” I said, cutting off the EA. Mr Vance's eyes landed on me again. I held his gaze fiercely , the sexual tension passing between us.

“Happy to have you guys here” he said, eyes still trained on mine. “I’ll let Sarah…” he gestured his hand at the EA “..show you around”.

“Yes, please come with me” Sarah said, turning to head out of his office , the two other interns scurrying behind her.

I lingered back for a moment, my eyes looking at his daring him to do something. I turn around slowly letting his eyes watch my curves as I strut seductively towards the door.

“And Miss Grey” his smooth voice stops me in my tracks . The way my name rolled off his lips made my pussy throb with need.

“Yess Mr Vance” I echoed softly, my voice dripping with sexual tension. I had my back still turned to him, waiting for him to complete his sentence.

“You’re dressed inappropriately for your first day” the smugness in his voice was clear as day. I turned slightly towards him, a sly smile playing on my lips.

“Oh.. my apologies sir, I’ll make sure to dress more to your taste next time” I didn’t wait for his response, I walked away, my hips swaying seductively, holding his gaze in a trance. I exited the office, closing the door behind me.

****

“Fuck fuckk fuckk” I whispered as I pumped my fingers in and out of my pussy , my juicies coating my fingers, dripping down my hands.

I bite my lips hard trying to muffle my moans as my fingers curl deep in my pussy, hitting my g spot over and over again .

I rolled my eyes backwards , letting my imagination run wild, I pictured myself back in the club, Mr Vance hovering above me, his thick cock ramming deeper into my wet cunt.

My fingers curved harder, burying deeper in my wet cunt. I pumped faster. I push my back deeper into the WC of the toilet, spreading my legs wider as I finger myself faster.

“Yasss fuckkk Mr Vanceee” I moan softly, my pussy clenching hard against my fingers. My legs quivered the familiar tension building in my stomach.

My other hand found my clit and I rubbed hard, still pumping deep into my pussy. My hands worked hard and fast, the tension building up fasttt.

“Fuckkkk” I moaned, I was cumming, my legs shaked hard, I clenched my fingers, hand pumping faster, riding my orgasm hard. The wet squelching sounds filled the tiny cubicle space as hot cum gushed out against my fingers, pooling on the closed toilet seat.

“Ohhhh fuckkk” my pace slowed down , my thumb robbing my swollen clit softly as I pulled my fingers out of my pussy slowly .

I relaxed on the toilet seat , letting my head fall back against the WC. “Fuckk” I muttered trying to catch my breath.

“So fucking tight!” He grunts slamming into me hard asf! His hips moved fast and hard. His thick shaft curled deep in my pussy , his veins throbbing and dragging against my walls over and over again.

“You’re soo fuccking Big Mr Vance” I moaned breathlessly. My hands flew up grabbing and pinching my hard nipples.

His dark eyes watched my hands as he rams into me! He spits on my pussy, his warm saliva landing squarely on my throbbing clit. His thumb finds my clit and rubs fast and hard.

He had no mercy, his dick was stretching me out in the best way possible while his thumb assaulted my clit heavenly. I was a screaming mess. My body shook widely, while the music drowned out my moaning.

“Fuck fuck fuckkk” I screamed my legs shaking in the air as i squirted hard. He rubbed my clit spreading my juices all around him.

“Yasssss! Urghhhh” he grunts slamming his dick right back in me.

The memories from the club flashes before my eyes. My pussy throbs greedily at the memory.

I need him to fuck me now!

I pulled a length of rough paper towel from the dispenser, cleaning myself up with deliberate slowness before straightening my pencil skirt and fixing the offending buttons of my tight white shirt.

I step out of the stall, tossing the used paper towel in the bin , heading over to the mirrors to check my appearance. I adjust my clothes quickly and exit the toilet. When I stepped back out into the fluorescent-lit hallway, the corporate drone hummed around me as if nothing had happened—as if I hadn't just spent the last few minutes getting off, pumping my fingers into my fucking pussy, my still throbbing pussy! while fantasizing about my billionaire boss tearing me apart.

I quickly walked back to my assigned desk. The office was almost emptied out. It was almost the end of the business day and staff flooded out the building. It was my chance .

I discreetly stripped off my panties, stuffing them deep into my handbag. I straightened my posture, reached for my perfume, and misted a fresh layer over my pulse points. Then, pulling a pocket mirror from my bag with one hand and a tube of lip gloss with the other, I slicked a thick, gleaming layer over my lips.

By the time the clock struck five, the rest of the floor had cleared out, the other interns packing up their desks with exhausted sighs. But not me. My pulse was hammering a frantic, electric rhythm against my ribs. I need that dick! And I needed it now.

I took the elevator up. I walked the familiar stretch of carpet toward the office with the frosted glass door, my heels clicking a sharp, confident beat.

I didn't even bother to knock.

My hand found the brass handle, pushing the heavy door open and stepping into the quiet expanse of his private office. Mr Vance was sitting behind his massive mahogany desk, the city lights beginning to twinkle through the floor-to-ceiling glass behind him.

He looked up, his dark eyes narrowing the second they landed on me. The air in the room instantly grew heavy, thick with the unsaid memories of the night before and the lingering heat of my afternoon fantasy.

“Miss Grey” his voice was smooth, and thick, he leaned into his seat, eyes watching me intensely, growing darker with the second. The memory of the club probably flashing behind his eyes.

I offered him no response, I walked towards him, my hips swaying dangerously as i eyed him hungrily. The rhythm clink of my heels geeked the silence between us, the tension growing thicker and thicker.

I approached him, my fingers sliding across his broader shoulder as I walked behind him. He tensed slightly and smiled, enjoying his reaction to my touch. He wanted me as bad as I needed his dick.

My hands walked his shoulders, gliding up and down his clothed chest, feeling his muscles twitch under my touch. My eyes landed on the open file on his table, My file. A slow grin spread across my face.

I leaned down letting my lips graze his ear lobes “hmm doing a little digging I see” I whispered seductively.

In a flash he spins in his chair facing me. He grips my waist hard, the little restraint he had shattering immediately. His hold on my waist tightened, his dark eyes looking up at me , lust filled and hungry.

I take his tie in my hands, pulling him slightly towards me. I leaned down, my eyes holding his. “You’ve been thinking about me hmm” I asked

“Thinking about the tight pussy”

“Thinking about how you fucked me hard last night, under the neon lights of the club” I leaned closer brushing my lips his.

His eyes held my gaze. “Who the fuck are you” his voice was horse and thick with desire. I crashed my lips hard on him , capturing him with a rough kiss.

He kissed me back just as hard, his arms pulling down, placing me firmly on laps. Our lips merged widely, devouring and tasting each other.

I pulled away from him slowly, breathing hard. My hands slipped to the bulge on his pants, massaging him softly.

“I’m yours baby”