But screw it. I was enjoying myself and I was going to try and not let Eliza ruin it for me.
“What are you doing here dressed like that? Why aren't you in your uniform?” Leave it to Eliza to be dense as hell.
“I thought the dress and hair made it obvious I was a guest tonight.” This was the first time I’d spoken like this to Eliza, hell, to anyone. But the way she looked at me, with so much distaste, had something in me snapping. “I’m here as Alex’s guest.” It felt good saying that.
“Alex arranged for it?” She was in front of me now, her anger clear. She kept eyeing me up and down. “Cindy, he isn’t your boss. I am.”
“I got the permission from your boss, Elizabeth. If you have a problem we can always call him,” Alex said from behind me and my whole body lit up. But he sounded cold and icy, his tone letting me know Eliza had pissed him off.
Eliza hissed under her breath but put on a smile, clearly ignoring that Alex had spoken her name incorrectly. Her face started getting redder as she looked me in the eyes.
“Your Highness, I don’t think you know what you are dealing with when it comes to her. Cindy comes from a single mother who managed to get herself knocked up by a much older married man. That woman has been chasing a husband ever since to no avail.”
I didn’t bother telling her she was full of shit, that what she spewed was lies. My mother most certainly wasn’t chasing married men. She’d been conned, fallen in love with an asshole leading a double life. My mother had been a victim.
“Cindy here isn’t much better than her mother. I’m sure you need to consider the type of person you want to be seen in public with.”
Eliza’s words stung, cut right through me and burned their way right into my marrow. I felt so much shame at that moment and humiliation. All those memories from my childhood where people looked at us with pity and scorn filled me, consumed every part of my body.
“Fuck you and your condescending, judgmental ass.” I was pleased when Eliza’s eyes widened in shock.
I turned to walk away but Alex firmly grabbed my wrist, keeping me in place. Without taking his gaze off of Eliza, he addressed me.
“Don’t go, Cinderella. This wicked witch will not be ruining your happy ever after.” His voice was warm but his gaze was pure ice. “Eliza, it’s time you left. I’ll make sure to inform your employer of the inappropriate and unprofessional behavior you displayed. I’d start looking for another job if I were you.”
Eliza's mouth opened and closed as she stuttered, obviously shocked at how this was going down.
Hell, I was surprised as well.
And with that, Alex grabbed me around my waist, and right in front of Eliza gave me the most passionate kiss I’d ever experienced. It dripped with romance and had my toes curling, my heart racing.
There was no doubt he wanted every single person in that room to know that I was with him and was proud of that fact. He couldn’t have known it, but that show of ownership made me feel like I was the most important person to someone, that I meant more than all the jewels in the world.
“Let’s get out of here,” I said against his lips. “I want it to just be you and me.” I was being bold, wanton. I’d never spoken with such need before. Hell, I’d never felt it, not how it consumed me and made me weak in the knees.
He pulled back and looked in my eyes. “You’re sure, pretty girl?”
“More than sure,” I said instantly.
Before I could say anything else, Alex grabbed my hand and pulled me across the dance floor to the door. People were trying to get his attention but he ignored them. He was on a mission and nothing and no one was going to slow him down.
I was his sole focus.
Running down the stairs, I lost one of my glass slippers.
“Alex, wait! My shoe.”
He bent down and picked it up, but he didn’t put it back on my foot. Instead, he scooped me into his arms and carried me to the limo.
And just like that my heart was his.
9
Alex
I took her to my penthouse apartment in the city, the closest place I could think of, and one that would give us privacy. I wanted her in my space, surrounded by my things, my scent.
After I’d gotten her a glass of wine and showed her around, we stood by the window for long moments, just staring at the city below. We talked about our families, what it was like being royalty, what it was like for her growing up.
It was perfect.
Turning toward her, I pulled her into my arms and held her for a moment, listening to her breath hitch as I wrapped my hands around her hips. She was soft and warm. Having Cindy, knowing she was mine, that I’d claim every inch of her tonight, was a heady, powerful feeling.
“Take me to your room,” she said softly after a few moments. I pulled back and looked into her eyes, my heart thundering at those words.
“You’re sure?”
She rose up on her toes and kissed me. “I’m sure,” she said against my mouth.
I took the lead, moving through my apartment, taking her to my room. The next time I was with her would be at the palace. But right now, this was perfect, even if I wanted her to have so much more.
And I was more than fine with that.
I had her on the bed seconds later. She looked up at me, so much innocence and vulnerability on her face.
“I should have made this special for you, more romantic. I should have you on a bed of silk, your body primed before I devoured you.”
She gasped and closed her eyes.
“This is perfect because it’s what I want.”
I held in my groan of pleasure at the fact that I was about to finally have this beautiful woman, that I was about to give myself over to her … give her my virginity.
“It’s only you,” I whispered. “You’re the only one.”
She gasped again and I knew she was aware of what I meant.
“Alex,” she whispered, her pleasure clear in her voice and in her expression. A moment of silence passed before she licked her lips and glanced down. “You’re my first.”
My heart thundered at hearing her words, knowing that in this moment we’d both give ourselves to each other.
“Undress for me,” I said deeply, darkly. I watched as she got undressed, then stood there and stared at all her perfect flesh revealed. She was mine … only mine. I forced myself not to grab my cock and stroke the bastard, ease the ache that settled heavily between my legs.
My dick was hard, throbbing, my balls drawn up tight to my body.
Cindy breathed heavily, her breasts rising and falling softly, her nipples tight, hard. My mouth watered for a taste.
“Alex.” She whispered my name again and I groaned in pleasure.
“You have no fucking idea how much I want you.” I took a step forward and started getting undressed. I worked my belt free first, then went for the button of my pants. When I was out of my slacks and boxer briefs, I started unbuttoning my shirt. Damn all these fucking layers.
There was no denying she was a work of art, with her breasts being big and round.
Perfection.
I couldn’t stop myself from reaching down and palming my cock. Pre-cum lined the slit and I used that as lubrication as I stroked myself and watched her. I ached to be inside of her, to feel her tight, hot, virgin pussy. I ached to claim her, to show her that she was meant to be mine in every way.
I was desperate to give her the one thing no one else would have either. My virginity.
Her breasts were perfect with rosy-tipped nipples that had my cock jerking.
“God, Cindy. I want to devour you.” I lifted my hand and ran my palm over my mouth, everything in me wanting to go to her right now.
Fuck controlling myself.
In the next second I was in front of her. I grabbed both breasts in my hands, molded my fingers around the soft flesh, and lowered my face to those luscious mounds. I couldn’t help myself, not when she was so primed for what w
e were about to do.
She gasped. “Oh my God,” she whispered.
I could have gotten off from hearing her voice alone. “You want me to suck on these, lick them, baby?”
She nodded and grabbed my head, keeping me to her.
I licked at the turgid peaks, sucked on them until she was breathing hard. I pulled back after a few moments and saw that her areolas were tight, her nipples elongated from my suctioning.
“More,” she begged.
I ran my thumb along her bottom lip, thinking of all the things I wanted to do to her.
Her chest rose and fell as swiftly as mine was.
And then I was back to kissing her like I was fucking dying. Hell, maybe I had died and gone straight to heaven, as clichéd as that sounded.
Stepping back, forcing myself to break that kiss, was the hardest thing I’d ever done.
“Touch yourself,” she said softly, almost hesitantly, as if she wasn’t sure I’d listen.
God, I’d listen to her no matter what, do whatever she said.
I immediately grabbed my cock, stroking myself from root to tip.
She lowered her gaze to my shaft, licked her lips, and I groaned in response. “Alex,” she whispered. “You’re huge.”
I reached out so I could stroke my thumb along her bottom lip once more.
“I want to pleasure you,” she said breathlessly. Shocking the hell out of me, but having me groan in approval, Cindy sank to her knees in front of me. She took hold of the root of my cock, my balls drawing up even further at her touch.
“God, baby,” I said, my voice so thick.
When she parted her lips and engulfed the head of my cock, I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, groaning. I forced my eyes open and looked at her once more.
I tangled my hand in her hair, keeping her in place. I might be a virgin, too, but tonight I’d make sure Cindy knew she was mine.
10
Cindy
He had me burning alive.
The air left me, my heart raced, and every part of my being called out for this man. He wasn’t a prince to me. He was the person I was falling for. I didn’t care that it was fast, that we’d just met, or that I was a commoner. Alex looked at me, touched me, like I was the only one in the world for him.
I stared at his dick, the member so long and thick, so big and ready for me.
I opened wider, taking all of him in my mouth, feeling him fill me, the tip hitting the back of my throat. He had a hold of my hair, guiding me as I sucked his cock, bringing my mouth down his length, and forcing me to take as much as I could before he pulled back slightly.
“So good,” he grunted above me. His hand tightened in my hair, pulling at the strands until pleasure and pain became one.
He smelled wild, potent. I felt his hand slide along the back of my neck, gripping my nape tightly and pulling me forward. Bracing my hands on his muscled thighs, I took even more of him in, my mouth watering. God I wanted more of that. I was feverish for him.
“Cindy.” He whispered my name.
I ran my tongue over the flared head of his cock and he groaned. I was so wet between my thighs, soaking for him. A shiver coasted over me when his hand tightened on my hair, the pain and pleasure moving as one. And then he was pulling out of my mouth, helping me to stand, and slamming his mouth down on mine.
With my body flush with his now, my breasts pressed to his chest, I could hardly breathe.
All his hard, defined lines were a contrast to my soft curves. His cock nudged at my belly, this stiff rod that had my pussy clenching.
He ran his hand along my side, over my belly, and cupped my breasts. “I’m too fucking needy for you to even think about letting you go.”
The slow glide of his lips along my jaw had me closing my eyes and letting my head fall back, giving him better access. He moved his other hand against my lower back and slowly pushed it lower until he cupped my ass.
He breathed against my throat, slow, easy. Then he thrust against my belly, grinding his dick into me and reminding me exactly what we were about to do.
“Be with me.”
He groaned. “I want to fuck you.” His voice was so deep and rough.
A shiver worked through me. He dragged his mouth back up my neck, over my jaw, and ran his tongue along the corner of my mouth. He tasted good and felt even better. Alex pulled back and looked down. I could see and feel his chest rising and falling a bit faster as he looked at my breasts, then lower still to the most intimate part of my body.
“You’re so damn gorgeous.” He took a step back and really got his fill of me.
I wrapped my hand around the hard, impossibly thick length of his shaft. He grunted from the contact, but I didn’t stop. My body hummed with arousal.
In the next second his mouth crashed against mine, claiming me fully. I pressed closer, needing more contact. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, tasting me, making me memorize his flavor.
I knew I couldn’t deny him anything. I wouldn’t. I was too worked up, too needy for this man.
I’d never get enough.
* * *
Alex
“I need you now. I need you on the bed.”
She was on the bed seconds later, obeying me, the pleasure on her face evident. I could stare at her all fucking night … for the rest of my life. My self-control was on a short leash.
“Show me, Cindy. Show me all of you.”
She bent her knees, her legs falling open, her pussy flashing in front of me.
I groaned, unable to control myself.
My heart raced and I lifted my hand and ran it over my mouth as I stared at her pussy.
“Come here, Alex,” she begged.
I moved onto the bed and between her legs. Placing my hand on one of her inner thighs, I pushed it open even further, watching as her pussy spread even wider for me.
She was primed for me.
“I’m so hard for you.” I lifted my hand and ran my finger down the center of her pussy. She shook for me. I placed my thumb on her clit, gently applying pressure while I slid my index finger over her slickness and circled it around the opening of her pussy. Slipping my finger into the wet, hot depths of her body, I grunted when her pussy sucked the digit inside.
I rubbed slow circles around the swollen little bud of her clit. The moan that came from her had my cock throbbing and leaking cum. I could have come just from watching my finger dip into her body, feeling it tug at the digit.
“I want inside of you so much.”
I continued to push my finger into her. She moaned when I added another finger. I felt her inner muscles clench around me.
I kissed her and slid my tongue along her bottom lip. She tasted good. All mine.
“Touch me.”
“Always,” I said. She was close to getting off. I knew it would only take a little pressure on her clit and she would go off.
Her nipples were hard and tight, as if they were begging for my mouth. Leaning over, I suctioned my lips over the taut peak. I ran my tongue over her nipple. While I sucked and licked, I moved my hand to the little knot of nerves at the top of her pussy again.
I circled her clit, drawing out her pleasure and then removing my finger right before she went over the edge.
“Alex. I need you,” she cried out.
“God, baby. And I’m going to give you all of me.”
Latching my mouth onto hers, I stroked her body until she shook and cried out against my lips. When her body stopped shaking, I moved into position between her splayed thighs. I wasn’t going to be gentle, not when I was so worked up.
Placing the very tip of my cock at the entrance of her pussy, I pushed into her as I stared at her face.
“Yes,” she hissed out.
I pushed my dick into her, looked down between our bodies, and watched as I moved in and out of her, giving her my virginity as I took hers.
I lifted her upper body, bringing her closer to me. In the next second I had her flippe
d over so I was now on my back with her over me.
“Work for what I have to give you, Cindy.”
And just like I’d asked, Cindy started working herself on my dick.
I was close to coming as it was. There was no way I could hold off, not when she felt so good.
“Fuck.” I tightened my hold on her outer thighs as my orgasm started to rise. I was going to come. I then started pounding into her. When I felt my orgasm rise, I reached up and grabbed her breasts, which were shaking.
“Alex,” she groaned.
I roared out my release just as she collapsed on top of me. Our bodies were sweaty, our hearts racing as one.
“Cindy.” I said her name softly.
“Don’t ever let go,” she said against my chest.
“I’m never letting you go. You’re mine, Cindy.”
Epilogue One
Alex
One year later
This was the only thing I’d wanted ever since I’d seen Cindy. A lifetime seemed like such a tame description to how I felt, to what I wanted with her. I stared out into the crowd, everyone and their mother joining together to watch me marry the woman of my dreams. She wasn’t royalty, but that didn’t matter. I would have given up the crown for Cindy.
I knew she had to be nervous. Hell, this was grand, with an orchestra, priceless jewels adorning her body and the crown atop her head, and of course the crowd of people outside waiting for us to greet them as husband and wife … their future king and queen.
I’d never seen myself in this situation, married, wanting children, needing to spend the rest of my life with someone. But here I was, desperate to have all of that, but only with Cindy.
And if she had asked me to give it all up, the crown, being royal, all of it, I would have gladly. I would have followed her no matter where she went, no matter how far she’d gone.
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