Claiming Cinderella: A Dirty Billionaire Fairy Tale

by Amy Brent

  As his thumb worked across my tight pink bud, his finger slipped deep into my channel, caressing my walls which ached for his hard length.

  I’d only gotten a quick feel, but it was enough to know what he had waiting for me. It was long and thick, the bulbous head nice and fat with a defined rim.

  I wanted it so bad, and to give him the pleasure he was giving me. I writhed against him, his hand pulling back, but only to add another finger which he used to spread me wide so his tongue could fuck me deep into my wet hole.

  A soft moan escaped me, and he looked up, meeting my eyes, his hand still working. “You like that?” He curled his fingers, letting then work my most tender place as he stroked and I nodded and bit my lip as he drew his tongue across me, not breaking his stare.

  I lifted my foot and ran it against his hard cock. “I want to feel you.”

  “I can arrange that,” he said, getting to his feet and taking my hand. I sat up and then slipped down to my knees, and his eyes widened. “I was going to take you to the bed.”

  “Give me a moment?” I reached for his zipper, feeling my silk slip down over my hips as I lowered it, and tugged down his tuxedo pants.

  “Be my guest.” He smiled as I undressed him. He’d left his jacket and vest in the car, and his shirt was long untucked. He unbuttoned it as I slipped his pants down, and then it fell from his strong shoulders and to the floor. He stepped from his pants and kicked them aside. I stood up and turned around, lifting my hair so he could take down my zipper. I let the dress fall and then slipped off the fine lace strapless I’d wore to match my panties.

  Once we were both naked, I lowered myself back to my knees and took in his tight, muscular body on my way down. His strong shoulders, perfect arms, broad chest, and of course his rippled abs were impressive, and I wondered how long he spent a day keeping himself in such physical perfection.

  But the sexiest part of him was only inches from my face, jutting out proudly, as thick as my wrist and long enough to be a challenge. I wasn’t sure I could take him, but I leaned forward and rested my hands on his legs as I took him into my mouth. His fat, swollen head was like a ripe berry ready to burst on my tongue, and I gave it a hard suck, pulling a tiny drop of nectar that had splashed against my tongue, salty and sweet all at once.

  His hand found my hair and caressed I softly, I’d taken it down on the way home in the car, the intricate crown I’d braided had not done my throbbing head any favors, and now I was glad I had. He gathered it up and held it. I felt his heavy sac bounce against my chin, and I relaxed my throat, wondering just how much I could take and lowered myself. His hand held my hair tight, pulling me against him as if he’d read my mind and as his thick cock filled up my throat. His fat head popped past my tonsils, hitting the limits. I spasmed a bit, and I moaned, holding me on it until I eased through it. Then he pulled me off, and his eyes met mine with wonder as if he were truly amazed.

  “You’re fucking perfect.” He pulled me up to my feet and held me steady as I wobbled. “Let me take you to bed.” I nodded, and as he led the way up the stairs, I got an amazing look at his ass.

  “You’re perfect too.”

  Chapter 18

  Aiden

  I led her up those stairs as fast as I could without dragging her, and my cock was chilly in the breeze with her spit still drying there. I had loved her mouth on me and had nearly busted my load in her throat when she took me down. Most women couldn’t handle me that deep, but Ella was full of surprises.

  When we got to the bed, she stood beside it looking up at me with wonder in her eyes, her perfect tits so perky and proud catching my attention. I couldn’t help but gawk at her. Her hips were nice and curvy, but she had the smallest waist, and that bare little cleft—she tasted like a juicy little peach. So sweet.

  “Where do you want me?” she asked and what a loaded question that was. I wanted her everywhere in every way possible.

  I lay her back against the bed, keeping her ass close to the edge so I could dive back down for another taste. I spread her legs wide as she lifted them up, resting them on my shoulders and against my back as I tended to her little slit with my tongue. I pulled back and got another look at her and licked her from her tight little asshole to her sweet throbbing clit, and she moaned and wiggled beneath me.

  I pushed my fingers in, watching as I did. I couldn’t help but imagine my cock there, how tight she’d be around it. No matter how much I teased and poked, her tight little walls always snapped back. I lifted up, stroking my cock, spreading her juices I’d gathered all around it, especially the head.

  “You want this?” I didn’t have any protection and wasn’t sure if she’d insist, but she tugged me closer with her heels and assured me it was okay.

  “Yes, I want it, Aiden.” Her words sent a punch to my balls, and I was so worked up I had to focus.

  I aimed my head for her tight little slit and nudged it against her meeting her eyes as if needing more permission. I wasn’t used to getting to go in bare, and I couldn’t remember the last time I had. Maybe only once or twice. It was going to feel so good.

  I took a deep breath and pushed it deep, feeling a bit of resistance. I wasn’t sure if she was a virgin, but I doubted she’d had much experience judging by how tight she was around my cock. It felt amazing and I thrust hard, plunging to her depths until my balls pressed against her. I rocked in and out, fucking her nice and deep at first, loving the way her channel milked and pulled me deeper.

  I watched as her tits slapped together as my motion built up, rocking her beneath me. She moaned and writhed, her little slit stretching to its limits.

  “It feels amazing, Aiden. I’m so close.” I loved the effort of her voice as if it too all she had to pronounce the words with my cock shoved in her.

  “That’s right, come all over my cock, Ella. Don’t hold back.” And just like that she moaned and writhed, and her tight little pussy became even wetter, soaking my balls. “Fuck yes.”

  I wanted to fill her up so good and as I thrust and ground into her that’s all I could think about was how good it would feel, but then she dampened that hope.

  “I’m scared, Aiden. Please don’t finish inside me.” Her eyes pleaded with me, and I knew she was right. Neither of us needed to take that big of a chance, and I wondered if she was even on anything.

  “I’ll put it anywhere you want it, angel.” I was suddenly preoccupied with all the other places that I wanted to bust my load: on her face, on her tits, in her mouth, in her ass, on her pussy. I wanted to shower her in it.

  She ground her hips upward and put a finger to her lips. “Here,” she said with a shy smile.

  “I can go for that, for sure.” I was already getting close, so I pulled away and took her hand, and she sat up on the side of the bed, her tits at the perfect height for my cock.

  I pushed her heavy breasts together and slipped my cock between them. “Hold them for me.” She gathered her breasts into her hands, and I grabbed her head, pulling her closer, her chin tucking, her mouth open and ready for my cock.

  With each thrust after that, I dipped into her mouth. She finally closed her lips around me, sucking and milking until she let go of her tits, letting them hang freely, and worked me with just her mouth, in greedy, eager pulls.

  I felt my balls tighten and my cock swelled as hot jets of my release splashed into her throat. I felt her pull against it as she swallowed, gulping down as fast as I could shoot more. I held her head against me, letting my cock drip until I was finished and going limp in her mouth, and then I pulled away feeling a bit dirty for how we finished.

  But she wore a big smile and didn’t seem to mind at all. My kind of girl. I might be in love.

  Her cheeks reddened, and she covered her face. “I may have gotten a bit carried away.”

  “No, that was hot. Get carried away with me all you want.” We share a laugh, and she pulled my hand until I lay down beside her.

  “I don’t want to go home.” Sh
e stared into space as I kissed her shoulder.

  “Then we won’t. We’ll stay here tonight if you want to, and I’m sure we can find some way to occupy our time.” I could feel my cock already waking back up.

  “You think?” She glanced over at me and smiled a sly smile.

  “I’m pretty sure.” I took her hand and placed it on my hardening cock. “And even if that’s not what you want, I’d rather stay here with you than be anywhere else.” About that time my phone rang, and I let loose a sigh and reached down to fish it out of my pants.

  “It’s Zep. I should answer it.” I hated to take a call during such an intimate moment but considering I’d left without telling any of my guest goodbye I had a feeling my mother was in panic mode.

  “It’s fine. I’m going to close my eyes a minute.”

  As I answered, I stood up and pulled the covers back for her. I liked watching her crawl to the top of the bed, and my cock was fully hard, red, and throbbing by the time I said hello.

  Zep’s voice deflated me a bit. “Man, where in the fuck are you?”

  “I’m at the beach house with Ella. I’ll be here all night.” I got in beside her, and she curled up against me.

  “Your mother is freaking out. She came into my room and caught me with the twins asking where you were. Sadie told her you took off with their maid and now she’s crying.”

  Patricia never cried, but then again, the shock of seeing Zep with those she-devils was probably the icing on the cake. He was her baby as much as I was and seeing a woman or two or five leave the house through the week was much different than catching him in the bed with those two. “She’ll get over it. I’ll deal with her in the morning.”

  “Well, have fun. I hope it’s worth it.”

  “It is.” I glanced down, and she had her eyes closed. I turned and put the phone on the nightstand after hanging up.

  “I understand if you need to bring me home.” She never opened her eyes, and I smiled, stroking back her hair from her face.

  “No way. I’m not sure I’m ever going to want to leave this bed. Not while you’re in it.” I pulled her closer and draped my arm over her shoulder.

  “I could get used to this.” She placed her arm around me, her hand resting on my opposite side, and then she trailed it down to my hip, and across my front until her hand was laying across my hard cock.

  “I could get used to this too.” I bucked my hips against her hand as it began to stroke me and we made love until the two of us fell asleep in each other’s arms.

  Chapter 19

  Ella

  Leaving Aiden had been the hardest part about my morning until I realized I was headed back into the lion’s den to face the wrath of the twins. Aiden had offered to go with me, but I’d refused, telling him I’d call him and let him know how it went.

  He wanted to walk me to the door, too, but I made him take his goodbye kiss in the car, thinking that rubbing anything in Sadie’s face might not be the best idea. He was reluctant to go, but it was something I needed I to face alone.

  I walked into the house and Millie met me at the door. “FYI, the twins told Nola everything, and she’s in a strange mood, so I’m not sure what she’s going to try.”

  “Well, I’m prepared to leave. I’ve got another place to go if I want it and I’ll just have to find another job.” I started for the stairs, but when I turned around Nola was coming down them.

  “That won’t be necessary, Ella. Your employment here is secure, and I’ve had a talk with the girls. They are prepared to apologize and cooperate so that you may have a more comfortable time here.”

  “I’m seeing Aiden Prince and if that isn’t something they can live with, then I’ll hand in my resignation.” I wasn’t about to have that held against me the entire time, but seeing as I needed my job and the money it paid me, I would only keep it if they were willing to accept that.

  Nola’s eyes widened. “Are you now? He’s quite the catch, Ella, are you sure you’re not jumping the gun. Just because a man spends the night with you—

  “He’s offered me a place to stay.” Nola’s mouth went slack as the words registered and then she straightened her shoulders as if she were trying hard not to be shaken.

  “But surely, you’re not leaving us, I mean, Ella, this is part of your job living here.” She turned and looked to Millie who leaned against the banister to listen.

  “I’ll stay and keep working, but I want you to know I have other options and a boyfriend.” Aiden had made it clear that he wanted that with me and though I was so nervous, I’d agree. It felt amazing knowing I didn’t have to fully depend on the Blue’s, even though I did need the job, I could always find another one if I wanted.

  “I’m sure that won’t be a problem.” She glanced at Millie and then turned to give me a stiff hug. As she broke away, she slicked my hair down. “Breakfast is being served. I’m sure you must be famished.”

  “I’m going up to change, and I’ll be right down.” My dress was a wrinkled mess, but I didn’t care. There was no walk of shame after a night with the richest most eligible bachelor in town.

  I headed up to shower and change and joined them shortly after.

  When I walked into the room, Sadie’s back straightened and her eyes met mine with enough hate that I should have felt it. Halle wore a sly smile as if she had a secret.

  “Ella, dear. I’m so glad you joined us. The girls have something they’d like to say.” Nola gave them a pointed glare, and they both mumbled their apologies as they dragged their forks against their plates.

  I sat and served myself some eggs and a waffle, drowning it in syrup and thinking of Aiden’s perfect lips and his goodbye kiss. I couldn’t see him soon enough again, and I wondered what the twins would say if their mother wasn’t around.

  “I, for one, would appreciate you girls all getting along,” said Scott from the head of the table. Nola glared his way as if she wished he’d go back to perusing through his phone.

  It was hard to look at him now the same way as before. The man was not just Scott Blue, rock legend, but he was my father. I had always known he had stories about my mother, but now I knew there were probably so many more that he’d never share around Nola, that he’d probably not ever share with anyone. Intimate details, private ones about my birth and what he thought about it. I could learn my family history if I wanted, and I tried hard to think of all the things that Millie had told me and how they’d now relate to me.

  “I’d appreciate it, Ella, if you wouldn’t stay out all night again, at least not without telling me where you are.” Nola turned a pleading eye to my father as if to get him to agree. I wondered if she had the same rules for the twins.

  “What time did you ladies get home?” I gave them a warm smile and their father, my father, lifted his head to listen.

  Halle clenched her jaw so hard I could see the muscle twitch, but Sadie kept a blank expression as she answered. “Long before you.”

  Nola gave Sadie a narrowed look and then offered me a smile. “I do hope the jewels the girls borrowed were not in poor condition when they were returned.”

  I wanted to remind her that the jewelry was not borrowed, but stolen. Instead, I played along. “Yes, they are fine. I’ll just be making sure to keep a better eye on them in the future.”

  “You’re welcome to lock them in the main vault. Or, if you’ve changed your mind, perhaps I could buy them from you. I know you could use the money, and I’m always adding to my collection as well. I’d love to keep your mother’s things close rather than you having to sell them to a stranger later.”

  “I’ve no need to sell them, and as I’ve already explained, the pieces mean far too much to me to ever part with them.” I wasn’t sure why she couldn’t get that through her thick skull, but it would be a cold day in hell before she or her sadistic daughters ever got their paws on my things. I wasn’t about to keep the pieces in their house. I’d already decided to purchase a safe deposit box for them instea
d, but she didn’t need to know that.

  Scott cleared his throat. “If it’s money Ella needs we could always give her the money. We’ve no need for her things.” Nola’s smile was so fake it seemed slapped on as she looked to her husband.

  “That’s very big of you to offer dear, but it’s a little much, isn’t it?” She narrowed her eyes, and her lip curled as if she were challenging him. “It isn’t like she’s family. Perhaps she’d rather earn her keep.”

  I felt a sharp pain as Millie kicked me under the table and I reminded myself not to sit so close to her again. She gave me a glare and nudged toward my father, but he hadn’t reacted to the statement, so, why should I? I supposed Millie thought that would make things better, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t. There was a reason the man hadn’t stood up for me and told Nola the truth, and if she was such a hard player to make him stick to his guns, then I wasn’t going to rock the boat. His secret was safe with me. But then he spoke up.

  “She’s practically family. We’ve known her all her life, and if there’s ever something you need, I’d appreciate it very much if you came to me. No matter if it’s money or anything else.” He offered a warm smile, and Nola plastered on one just the same.

  “I guess you’re right, Scott. She’s practically like a daughter.” Something in Nola’s tone told me she already knew, but Scott didn’t falter. He returned to his phone and swiped the screen as a hush fell over the table.

  I looked across to Halle who was stabbing her waffle with her fork as if she could kill it, and Sadie was slowly ripping hers apart with her fingers, dipping it in the syrup and shoving it into her mouth, not taking her eyes off of me. I wondered what they thought of their father’s offer.

  “Thanks, but I’ll be fine. I appreciate the job, and that’s plenty.”

  Nola straightened in her chair. “I suppose with your new, rich boyfriend. You’ll have everything you need soon enough anyway.”