Rock Hard Prince Charming: A Royal Bad Boy Romance

by Rye Hart

  “It’s never going to work.” She tried her best to argue, but I shook my head and put a finger to her lips.

  “It will if we make it.” I moved my finger and crushed my lips against hers as my hands went around to grab her ass and pull her into my erection. She moaned and kissed me deeper, her own hands working off my jacket and tie.

  I didn’t stop leading her until we were in her room with a trail of clothes in our wake, and I pushed her back on her bed and slipped her panties down to her knees before dropping to my own.

  She gasped as my tongue landed on her slick mound and from the taste of her juices, she was ready for me. I wanted more though, I reached up and worked two fingers in against her tender spot, and her legs came up around me. She was still so fucking tight, and she whimpered as if she were tender at times, but I was relentless. I wasn’t going to let her quit on me now, and she needed to know that I was a man who got what he wanted. And I wanted her. All of her.

  I worked for my hand, finger-fucking her steady as my tongue worked her clit. My free-hand pinched her nipples and she bucked her hips up against me, grinding.

  “Please. I need it.” Her voice was breathy and cracking as she endured her pleasure.

  “You’re going to get it, Cindy. All of it.” I rose up, and so did she, and for a moment I thought she was going to protest, but instead, she leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth.

  Her warm lips closed around me, and she pulled hard on my head as if trying to get a taste of me. I grasped the back of her head, and she relaxed her jaw around me as I pushed deep, holding her down on it. She looked up at me with wild eyes and gagged, causing them to tear up. She had wanted it, and I was going to give it to her. She needed to see how much I wanted her.

  As her makeup ran down her cheeks, smudging as she’d wipe her eyes, I eased up and fucked her mouth nice and slowly. But it wasn’t all I wanted. “I’m ready for that tight pussy, Cindy.” She nodded with my cock still shoved deep, so I pulled back, and she lay on the bed, spreading her legs wide.

  Her glistening pussy was so beautiful and so ready for me. I centered my cock at her entrance and nudged it in, stretching her wide around it. She was a tight fit and stroked me good with her slick walls gripping and releasing around me. This time I wasn’t going to be as gentle as the last.

  I picked up her legs, and she brought them around me, and I rocked my hips hard against her, punishing that little g-spot until she came so hard she soaked my balls.

  I pulled away and took her hand. “Roll over.” She did just as I told her and I hitched her ass up against me and pressed against her tight asshole. She winced and whimpered, but I slipped my cock down into her sopping wet channel instead.

  I pounded her relentlessly and took it, coming and coming until she was sagging and limp like a rag doll beneath me. I felt my release coming so as soon as the first spurt splashed inside of her, I pulled out and shot the rest all over her perfect, round ass.

  She was dripping down her legs as I backed away and she lay limp against the bed looking up at me.

  “You take away all of my control,” she panted.

  “Sometimes, losing control is best.” I walked away and found my clothes scattered through the house. I didn’t bother wiping her nectar from me as I pulled on my clothes, grabbed my keys and headed out.

  On the way, I decided if I couldn’t have Cindy, I didn’t want the throne.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN - CINDY

  The first two galas going well should have been a sign that things were destined to fall apart on the third and final night. I had been running at the last minute trying to make sure that everything was in place, but there were unfinished tables and missing flower arrangements that I’d had to track down.

  Patrick had it just as bad on his end and tempers were rising behind the scenes as part of the menu items didn’t arrive in stock. He was having to go over the entire menu again and make-due with what they had onhand, and he was not a happy camper.

  Selena was in a terrible mood and barking orders to everyone including me, and it was all I could do not to tell her to go jump off a building and take Enzo up on his offer. I hadn’t heard much out of him over the past few days and had only gotten a couple of texts to check on my well-being.

  I had asked for it though; I’d told him it wasn’t going to work, and he was simply respecting my wishes. He would move on soon enough, and I would be a distant memory to him. The thought of that had me aching inside and I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to feel this way about anyone else.

  Patrick strolled up in a hurry, only pausing long enough to whisper in my ear, “That nosy reporter is out front already.”

  “I’ll put him out.” I started around the counter, but when I went to the door, I opened it to see Selena and Greg Levinas shaking hands. She had invited him. I hoped like hell that Enzo wouldn’t show up and that he’d gone back to Aramis where he’d be safe from further scrutiny. He wouldn’t have to worry about me, and I’d make sure that Greg Levinas didn’t get anything more on either of us.

  I turned and stormed back through the tables and people to get to Patrick. “Selena was just shaking hands with our friend the reporter.”

  “She’s a piece of work. Do you think our favorite prince will show up or has he died from that broken heart yet?”

  “Please, he’s a grown man, he’s not going to die over me. He’s probably moved on already. No telling how many women he has all over him back in his country.” I let out a long breath and turned to go back to my station.

  An hour later, I was still tracking down centerpieces and tablecloths, when the guests really started packing in. All of the fashionably late ones were still at the door, but the place was overwhelmingly crowded.

  I went out to the floor to make sure the final dressings were on the tables and found out those tables had been added by Selena after my count had been handed in. She had wanted me to fail. She even brought in the press to make sure it was very public when I did. I imagined she’d want to humiliate me and probably fire me in front of the entire place, so I made sure to steer clear.

  I walked around the corner just where the crowd was thinning and found Enzo and his friend sitting at a table where they were speaking with a few ladies that were standing close. They smiled and laughed, and Enzo even kissed the hand of one of them. I walked past and turned to look over my shoulder. Sure enough, our eyes met, and he gave me a polite nod and a half-smile. I kept going knowing that I needed to keep busy. I was working, and the last thing I’d need was Selena and Greg seeing us together.

  Enzo made his rounds and spoke to many of the other people, and I even noticed him dancing with a few of them. Lucas did the same, but the two stayed pretty close.

  I walked to his table and cleared off the empty glasses to help the wait staff, who I knew would be bringing food out at any minute and decided to say hello.

  He nodded and took a sip of his drink.

  “I said, hello, Enzo.” I met his eyes, and he looked down at his drink.

  “I heard you. But you don’t get to pick and choose when you want to be my friend and expect me to be waiting for your attention.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “All night. I’ve been here all night, and you’re just coming over to say hi? If that’s how you’re going to be, Cindy, you can save it.”

  “I was working, and that’s not really fair.”

  He leaned forward in his chair and grabbed my apron. “Fair?” He shot to his feet and got right up at my face. “You want to talk about what’s not fair? How fair is it that everyone around me wants to make decisions for me; if I’m the king, who I love, if my daughter’s worthy of my name or not.” He slammed his drink down on the table.

  “Well, if it’s so horrible, renounce your throne. You think it’s so easy for me to quit a job, how about you do it?” I turned to walk away, and his voice sounded behind me.

  “I tried that today.”

  I spun around, t
ruly shocked. I hadn’t actually expected him to do it. “You what?”

  “Yeah, I told my father I didn’t want to be king. My dying father who was more disappointed in me than I’d ever seen him.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Yeah, some of us don’t have choices. But you do, and I see how you choose.” He turned and headed out to the main room as if he were leaving and I hurried to catch him. I grabbed his arm, and he spun around nearly slipping on the floor.

  “You really tried to give up the throne?”

  “Yes. Because I’m in love with you Cindy, and if I can’t have you, then I don’t want any of it.”

  Before I could react, Selena came up and tapped me on the shoulder, and it just so happened that Greg Levinas was paused nearby with his trusty camera fixed on me. I suddenly felt the eyes of everyone around me on us.

  “I had hoped I’d seen the last of your incompetence, Cindy, but it seems that you’re getting worse by the hour.”

  I glanced at Enzo who was glaring at Selena with enough venom to kill. I knew if I didn’t react, he would, and it wouldn’t be pretty.

  “Since you don’t think I can handle my job, maybe you should do it. You didn’t have any problems setting up a few extra tables tonight, how about you dress them yourself?”

  “You’re fired,” she said, glaring down her nose.

  “You’re not paying attention, Selena. I quit!” The entire room was watching now, and the reporter was now only inches away from us both. I got in his face too. “Did you catch that, Levinas, I quit!”

  Enzo burst out laughing and took my hand, and we were halfway to the door when Lucas arrived and stood between Greg and the door as we made our getaway.

  We got to the car, and he had his driver get us out of there before any more of the photogs could catch up.

  Alone with him in the car, it hit me as he leaned up to speak to the driver through the privacy window. “You’re in love with me?”

  “You’re damn right.” He sat back and then pulled me close kissing me hard.

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN - ENZO

  When we arrived at my house, Cindy wanted some time to be alone, and I granted it, showing her to the balcony garden which was my favorite place in the house to think. I knew what happened was weighing heavily on her, and I wanted her to calm down a bit before we talked again about us.

  I was in my room packing to go back to Aramis when Lucas came home an hour later. “Well, you can expect that to be all over the headlines tomorrow.” He plopped down on my bed.

  “I don’t care. I’m proud of her. She shouldn’t have to live worried about losing her job based on the insecurities of someone like Selena White.”

  He held up his hands. “I agree. And if you were just any normal Joe on the streets, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but since you’re the future King of Aramis, need I say more?”

  “I tried to get out of it. Turns out, it’s not that easy. Besides, I want to be king. I want to change the rules. I want my daughter to have my name, and I want my mother’s influence stopped.”

  “Sounds like you’ve thought a lot about it since the last time we talked.”

  “Yes. I’ve thought an awful lot about her too. Cindy. I want to bring her home with me, as my wife.”

  Lucas didn’t seem surprised.

  “Yeah, I had a feeling it was going to come to that. But do you think it’s a good idea to have her come home with you now? Maybe she should come after you’ve taken the throne.” He didn’t want the backlash from my mother to be as brutal, but once I was king, she couldn’t say a word.

  “I’m not afraid of my mother.” I closed my suitcase and zipped it up. I didn’t trust packing my things to other people. I thought about Cindy and how she would respond to everything. I’d told her I was in love with her, and she’d quit her job. I wanted to tell her that I wanted her to be my wife and move to Aramis with me tonight, but I wasn’t sure if that was just too much for one night.

  I glanced up to see why Lucas had gone so quiet and found him getting to his feet, and Cindy at the door.

  “Sorry, Lucas, but I’d like to talk to Enzo alone.”

  “Certainly,” said Lucas as he headed out past her. He stopped at the door. “Let me know what time you want to leave tomorrow, and how many passengers.” I gave him a nod.

  “Will you go to Aramis with us?”

  “I meant all of the things I said, before Enzo. We’re from two different worlds. I don’t know how to be in yours.”

  I couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “Sure, you do. Be yourself. That’s all I want you to do.”

  She pointed toward the door. “You have an amazing daughter; one that most families would give anything for and your mother is so hung up on how she thinks things should be that she can’t even accept her own flesh and blood. I can’t help but wonder what she’ll think of me and how she’ll treat me.”

  “She will treat you like a queen if she knows what’s good for her.”

  Her eyes widened, then she shook her head. “I’m tired.”

  “Then you should lie down.” I gestured to the bed and moved a suitcase to the floor.

  “No, Enzo. I’d like my own room. I’m sure you have an extra one or two around here.”

  Thinking of her down the hall wasn’t the way I’d intended on spending the night. “Stay with me, Cindy.”

  “I need to think about what I’m going to do. I’ve got to find another job and another place to live.”

  “Didn’t you hear what I said earlier? I’m in love with you.”

  She nodded her head but didn’t meet my eyes. “Yeah, I heard.”

  I decided not to push. “You can live here. Or I’ll buy you a home. I want to take care of you.” I felt like I was begging and it wasn’t in me to beg, but dammit, she had changed me.

  “I can’t do that. It would ruin everything if I felt like I constantly owed you,” she said.

  “So, pay me with your love. I don’t need money.” I had more than enough of everything in my life, except her. I’d never get enough of her.

  She shook her head, so clearly trying to reconcile her feelings for me with her fear of the unknown. I finally decided to stop pushing.

  “Follow me.” I led her two doors down from Esme’s room to the guest suite. “You can have this room. Lucas is next door if you need anything.”

  “Thank you.” She stepped forward and kissed my cheek.

  I had thought her quitting would make everything alright, but instead, it was the worst thing to happen to us. And even though I admired her not wanting to be a kept woman, I didn’t understand why she didn’t want to be with me.

  I went back to the room and climbed in bed alone an hour later.

  I tossed and turned unable to sleep knowing I wanted her next to me. Thinking about her had my cock hard, but I refused to do anything about it because I was punishing myself. I wished that just once, things would go my way.

  I had just about fallen asleep when I heard the small patter of footsteps and rolled over expecting to find Esme, but it was Cindy instead.

  “I can’t sleep down there. Do you mind if I stay in here?” I pulled back the covers and made room for her on one side of my king size bed which I had been in the middle of. She climbed into the covers and pulled them up to her waist and then she scooted back until her ass was up against me. She reached her arm back and took mine and pulled it around her, snuggling close.

  My cock hardened with her ass brushing up against it and soon it was pressed hard against her, and she moved her ass on it as if to tell me she wanted it.

  I slipped my hand around to her front and went into her bra which was all she had to sleep in along with the matching panties. I caressed her nipples and kissed her shoulders, and finally, I trailed my hand down, sliding it into the front of her dainty lace panties which barely covered her bare mound.

  “Do you want this?” I whispered, needing to hear her response.

  “Yes, please.”


  “If we do this, you’re with me. I’m not taking no for an answer again. Do you understand?” I pressed my cock against her, and it was diamond-hard and ready to be deep inside of her.

  “Yes, I want this.” She rolled over onto her back and took my cock into her hands, then she stroked my length nice and slow, teasing the head with soft touches and kneading my balls with her palm as I kissed her.

  I slipped my fingers into her folds and stroked, spreading her nectar. She was ready for me again, and this time when I fucked her, it would seal the deal. I moved over her and centered my cock at her slit and nudged my head inside, barely teasing. I busied my hands on her breast and sucked her nipple into my mouth, the skin around them had puckered a bit, and I pulled it into my mouth to suckle it as she moaned . I let my teeth graze it a bit as I drove my hips forward, burying myself deep, in a long, slow stroke. Her walls were spread to the limit, and she dug her nails into my arm and back.

  “Please fuck me.” She moved her hips, grinding and rocking beneath me.

  I rocked In and out slowly, and she moaned, and soon she was going crazy with pleasure, and I lifted her up and rolled us both over to give her control.

  She ground her pussy against me, as I circled my thumb over her clit. She threw her head back and cried out as ecstasy consumed her and she came all over my cock.

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN - CINDY

  My orgasms consumed me, and I’d went crazy on him, riding him hard and wild. I had never felt so good, and he rubbed his hands all over me while deep inside me.

  He grabbed my hips and lifted me on and off of his cock, and it amazed me how strong he was, manhandling me like I weighed no more than a feather.

  After another orgasm, which was hard-earned, he rose up, and I straddled his lap as he scooted to the foot of the bed. He pulled my nipple into his mouth, and his teeth grazed it, making me wince as they were already tender from his attention. He pushed my hips down hard, and his thick base had me moaning, splitting me farther than I already was. The pain was good though; I welcomed it knowing it would soon ebb to mind-blowing pleasure.