Cinda's Fella (Once Upon a Dream)

by Nikki Prince

  “Tell me what you want.” He held the candle just over her spread legs, tempting her with the delicious taste of ecstasy that the heated liquid would cause.

  “I want that on my clit, Master Nico, please pour it on my clit.” Her body tingled with the residual effects of the Japanese wax.

  “Since you beg so prettily, my pet, I will give you the very desire of your heart.” Nico tipped the candle. The hot wax hit her wet clit and she let out a loud mewl, thrashing against her bindings. She rolled her hips against the pillow, arching her back wanting—no—needing for him to touch her in some way to let her come.

  “Please, Master Nico…” She wailed. “I can’t wait any longer.”

  “Who alone will give you your climax, pet? Who will you trust to give you what you need?” he demanded as he blew out the candle and set it on the nightstand. She heard some shuffling and then the crinkle of foil. Turning to look at him she saw him putting on a condom.

  “You, I will trust you, Master Nico.”

  Cinda heard Nico growl and he moved between her legs, one hand gripping her thigh and the other holding his cock. He thrust into her quickly and didn’t stop his thrusting as he stared her in the eyes. She tried to close her eyes and opened them immediately when he started to withdraw.

  “No!” she uttered.

  “Then keep your damn eyes open. I want you to see me. Really see me and know who has your back in all things. You’re mine, and I’m tired of you thinking otherwise.” He powered into her hard and fast, his curved and thick cock hitting her g-spot with every lunge. It was heaven; she’d missed having him inside of her. No one’s cock had ever filled her like Nico’s. Every thick, veined inch gave her the sensation of being stuffed. She loved it.

  He surged against her, the friction grinding him into her clit. Since she was tied the only thing she could do was go along for the ride and use her inner muscles to hold on as tightly to him as she could. Finally when she could take it no longer she begged him to let her come.

  “Master, please!” she keened.

  “Since you’ve been such a good girl … come for me,” he ordered. “Give me your cream, my pet.”

  She needed no further urging. She came hard and fast on his cock, and she was so wet that he almost slipped from her more than once. He dug his hands into her hips, keeping her in place, and then he too was wracked with convulsions, crashing into her and groaning out her name.

  He pushed his face into the side of her neck, placing small kisses on her neck and then on her chest. The heat of his lips made her shiver, her body still wracked with the pleasurable contractions caused by the hard orgasm.

  He laid his body on top of hers, as both of them fought to catch their breath. She wanted to hold him, yet she could not. Not until he freed her from her bindings. To be denied something so simple was a pleasure in itself. It made it all the more wonderful when she could give in to the desire. Her master was attuned to what she needed, and tonight had been no different.

  ***

  “Tell me that what we have doesn’t matter, Cinda.” His breath was hot against her throat, which was damp with her perspiration. She moaned when he licked the small indention at her throat.

  “I can’t.”

  “Right, you can’t because it would be a lie.”

  “You’re right, Master Nico. If I said that, it would be a lie.”

  “It’s about time you admitted as much.”

  When she didn’t say anything he nipped her neck and arched away, though he made sure to keep himself within her. The wax was flaking and warming between them, and he’d have to get up soon to clean her but not yet.

  He had to look in her eyes and see for himself that what she was saying was what she wanted. Nicolai saw her eyes shimmering with tears. He watched as her mouth opened, closed and then reopened. When she still didn’t speak he cupped her cheek in his palm, stroking his thumb along her cheek.

  “I’m not letting you go this time. I don’t care if your sisters fight this tooth and nail. You’re where you belong, with me. End of story.”

  “End of story?”

  He nodded his head. “Yes, end of story for them. They are a closed chapter in your life now. If I have to pay them off, I will, but no longer will your life be spent serving them. Especially seeing as they don’t have your full interest at heart. No longer will they use you. Your place is at my side as my girl.”

  “My place is truly at your side. You’re right, and I’ve been foolish. I want to enjoy this time with you. Please, no more talk of them until we have to.”

  “I’m in full agreement with that.”

  He groaned as he slipped out of her, settling on his knees between her legs. After one last look at Cinda, he got out of the bed and disposed of the condom in the small trashcan next to the bed, then left for the bathroom. He cleaned himself quickly and returned with a wet, warm cloth and cleaned her gently. He could tell she was tired, and he wasted no time in undoing her bindings so that she could relax. Once he was done cleaning her and had put the cloth away, he stood next to the bed.

  “Under the covers with you, Cin, I can see you’re tired. We will rest for a while, and then I have to have you again.”

  She complied, and he got in, pulling her close to his side. She laid her head on his chest and tucked her head under his chin.

  “You’re right. This is how it should be.”

  Kissing the top of her head, he heard and felt her breath become even, letting him know she would soon be asleep. Nothing more need be said. He had what he wanted, and he sure as hell had to ensure she got what she wanted.

  Chapter Eight

  The weekend had passed in a lust-filled blur for Cinda, and she hadn’t wanted it to end. She sat up in the bed, holding the sheet to her chest as if it would stop the day from ending. When she’d awaken she’d found that Nico had already left the bed, though his side was still warm. Her body ached in places she hadn’t known existed.

  The suite door opened and Nico, fully dressed with the exception of shoes, stepped in holding a tray with that held a silver coffee pot and she was sure other things she couldn’t see.

  “You’re awake, my sweet, good to see. Ready for breakfast, Cinda?”

  “Yes, Master Nico. I find that I’m starving.” She grinned.

  “I know what that twinkle in your eyes means. Though I’m hungry for more than food right now just like you are, you need to eat.” He set the tray in front of her and she looked down to see a perfectly cooked steak, eggs, toast, juice and a cup of coffee.

  “Mmm, it smells perfect. Are you going to eat with me?”

  “I ate already. I’ll sit here with you while you eat. We gave to meet up with Doctor Fairee in about an hour. So you have time to eat and shower.” He kissed her forehead then settled down next to her on his side of the bed.

  “It’s a shame you’re dressed already,” she teased, picking up the fork and cutting up the steak so she could eat it with ease.

  “Depending on how fast you get done, we may have a bit of time for a little something.”

  “A little something, something?”

  “Yeah, my girl, a little something, something.”

  “Does the Doc have anything of importance to tell us?” She could hear the hope in her own voice so she was sure he could hear it as well.

  “He hasn’t said. I didn’t ask as I wanted us to both be there when we heard the news one way or the other.” He took the fork from her and forked some of the food and held it up to her lips. “Eat. No time to worry about what’s going to happen. We will handle that when the time comes.”

  She opened her mouth and accepted the food he was feeding her. She’d try to listen to what her master said, but it wasn’t easy trying not to worry about what was going on and what may or may not happen. He was right though. She needed to wait to see what Drusilla and Anastasia would do before she even got close to worrying. Nico talked to her through the meal and before she realized it she was done with her br
eakfast.

  With his urging she was finished quicker than she would’ve been had she allowed herself to dwell on the issue and not have him there to talk with her as she ate. He had a way of making everything better. Nico got up and took her tray, standing next to the bed.

  “Go and shower, the clothing I got for you will be laid out when you come out.”

  “I thought you promised me a little something?”

  “Do as I say and who knows.” Nico turned and walked away from her, heading towards the door. “Hurry,” he said over his shoulder.

  Cinda jumped up from the bed and headed towards the bathroom. A shower was in order, a very fast shower at that. She wanted what he promised and nothing was going to stop her from getting it, not even herself.

  ***

  Nico had heard from Doctor Fairee earlier that morning while Cinda slept. The Doctor had warned that the sisters wanted to meet with Cinda before they signed anything. So Nico had told Fairee that he and Cinda would be ready later that morning and ready to speak with the sisters. Felipe had offered his office again for the meeting so that’s where it would be happening.

  Fairee had a way with making dreams come true. That old man was magic. There was no doubt in Nico’s mind that he’d found a way to make things work out for Cinda as well. Walking back into the room after taking the tray to the kitchen, he settled in the large chair next to the bed, waiting for Cinda to finish in the shower. As per his orders the clothing he’d bought for her was laid out on the bed. Set out for her was a beautiful black A-line skirt, a red pair of high heels, garters, bra and a pretty red blouse.

  He turned towards the sound of the bathroom door opening and smiled as she stepped out, still wet from the shower. She walked towards him, her hips swaying, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She paused right in front of his chair, a wicked grin on her lips.

  “Permission to sit in your lap, Master Nico?”

  “You may sit in my lap facing away from me.”

  He saw the arch of her brow, but she didn’t question him as she rotated away from him, placing her body in his lap. He pulled her snuggly to himself and kissed her wet shoulder. He didn’t care that she was wetting his clothing. She’d pulled her hair up into a ponytail for her shower so her neck and shoulders were fair game for his mouth. He took in the scent that was uniquely her and growled softly. He felt her shiver.

  He set his hands on her thighs, squeezing gently, and he heard the catch in her breath. Nipping her neck for a few heated seconds until she began moving restlessly in his lap he chuckled softly. He slowly slid one hand up her stomach to her breast, cupping it and putting his lips to her ear.

  “What do you want, my girl?”

  “Your touch everywhere.” Her voice was raspy.

  “My touch, or will anyone’s touch do?” He flicked his tongue against her earlobe and pinched her nipple between his fingers as he waited for her answer.

  “Yours and only yours. That is, unless it is your wish for me to have another’s touch.”

  “Good answer, pet. As your master I know what you need. Have you finally come to full realization of that?”

  “Yes … oh yes. You have my best interests at heart.” He tugged at her nipple, and she whimpered.

  “So when we get into this meeting with your sisters, no matter the outcome, who will you leave with?” He brushed his fingers over the lips of her pussy. She was as wet as ever.

  “Ohhh god!”

  “Not the answer I was looking for,” he teased her.

  Her laugh was a bit drawn out as she rocked her hips, trying to rub herself into his fingers, which he kept away from her clit on purpose.

  “You, Master Nico. I’ll be leaving with you!” The last word was a scream as he pressed his fingers to her clit and began to rub furiously. She arched back against him, rocking into his hand and moaning his name.

  He slowly circled her entrance with two fingers then thrust them in deeply to the hilt, loving the wet, silken sensation being inside of her in any form conjured in his mind. Pressed for time, he fucked her hard and fast. Cinda locked her legs around his wrist as she rode him, keeping him deep within. She cried out his name, sobbing as she came in a heated rush on his fingers, her nails digging into his pants leg as she jerked in the throes of passion until she was well and truly spent and lying against him shuddering.

  Nico waited until Cinda’s breathing evened out. “Now we will both go to the meeting smelling like the other. No one will mistake that you’re mine, no one.” Taking his fingers from her, he licked them clean then stood, carrying her to the bed and then placing her on her feet.

  “Dress, Cinda, we’re going to go and meet up with Doc and your sisters.”

  ***

  Cinda and Nico sat at the large office table with her sisters on the other side and Doctor Fairee at the head of the table. Both sisters were dressed dramatically in all black. They even had ugly hats perched on their heads. It reminded Cinda of a scene in the movie where a husband and wife were getting a divorce. What were the words that described a divorce? Irreconcilable differences?

  From the look on Dru’s and Ana’s faces, that was what this was going to come down to. She’d spoken briefly with Doctor Fairee, and it was obvious her sisters were still trying to hold out. Now it was time to get to the nitty-gritty of it all. She faced her sisters with dignity, waiting for Fairee to speak, but no such thing happened when one of the women could not control herself.

  “It’s unfair what you’re doing to us, Cinda!” Anastasia blurted out.

  Drusilla cast Ana an ugly scowl then turned her ire on Cinda.

  “It’s extremely unfair for you to think that we should have to live on a stipend when we have been getting more than that since Mom died.”

  Cinda was about to speak when Nico’s hand suddenly gripped her leg and he squeezed. She sat back in the chair and waited.

  “Is it fair that the two of you have ridden on the coattails of not only Cinda’s father but also of Cinda?”

  Drusilla huffed and her glare deepened, but she didn’t say anything.

  “Nothing to say to that, Drusilla?” Nico questioned.

  “We deserve more than you’re offering us!” Drusilla, it seemed, refused to look at Nico or address him. That pissed Cinda off. She grabbed Nico’s hand and squeezed. He leaned in and whispered in her ear.

  “Go ahead, my sweet. It’s time they know that you can’t be walked on.”

  “What you’re being offered is better than what you’d get if you continue to fight this,” Cinda stated. “My father worked hard for the business. It’s not a Fortune 500 business, but it is his legacy. My legacy from my father that I plan to keep, and you two will no longer rule me.”

  Doctor Fairee stood and strolled calmly around the table to stand. He placed a silver pen and papers in front of Drusilla and Anastasia.

  “Now, dear ladies, we are back to square one. Our visit the other day with the examiner proved that there was indeed a forgery. So your only option available is to either accept the generous deal or to go away with nothing.”

  Anastasia broke the thick silence, her caramel-colored skin mottled with pink. “Cinda, we will accept the deal.”

  Drusilla gasped and pushed her sister. “What?”

  “Dru, you heard exactly what I said. If we don’t accept, think of the alternative.” Cinda thought it was the most sensible thing that Anastasia had ever said.

  Drusilla looked as if she was about to start arguing and Anastasia raised her hand. “No, Dru, this has to stop and if we go any further we won’t win. Can’t you see that? After all the shit we’ve put Cinda through she’s willing to still take care of us.” Anastasia looked Cinda dead in the eyes and for once her sister didn’t seem so evil to her.

  “We will accept the deal. No more problems from us, I promise.”

  Drusilla just sat there, stone faced and basically sulking. Before Cinda’s very eyes Anastasia had finally come into her own.

 
“So you agree to have the shares revert back to Cinda, along with actually working at the business and getting a stipend? You both will also be leaving the home and finding your own place. Right?” Doc Fairee said, with his arms crossed over his chest, a small smile on his face.

  “Yes, I agree to it all.” Anastasia said softly, “Dru?”

  “I agree to everything as well.” The words were growled out, but it didn’t matter to Cinda. She was free. Everything blended together as papers were signed and then her sisters left. Doctor Fairee left soon after, but not without Cinda hugging and kissing him profusely as well as calling him a miracle worker.

  ***

  “For five years I’ve been lost without you. Yes, there are plenty of other women in this world, but none compare to you. I need you to hear this to know how deeply you’re leaving affected me.”

  Her eyes filled with tears. They were tears of pain, remorse and yes, happiness. One escaped, and he wiped her cheek gently. They were naked and lying on the bed with her on her back and him above her leaning on his elbow and staring down at her.

  “Don’t tell me your speechless, Cin?”

  “I just can’t believe I ran and wasted so much—” Nico placed his finger on her lip.

  “Stop, I won’t allow you to dwell on the past. Yes, we’ve been apart and it hurt us both. We’re together now, and that’s all that matters. Our new beginning begins in this moment.”

  “I want to say something that I didn’t say before I ran. When we had the argument at your office when you said I was trying to take the world on my shoulders. I know it’s the past, but I want to clear the air. May I, Master Nico?”

  “Nothing you say will change my mind about keeping you in my life. Go ahead, Cinda, if telling this makes you feel at peace.”

  She took his hand and kissed his palm then set it on her cheek so that he was cupping her face.