Keeping My Prince Charming (10 page)

“Oh, Xavier,” I cried out, pulling him into my arms. My heart was full and I kissed him hard. I couldn’t believe that it was my Xavier saying these words. My sex-on-legs. When had he become such a romantic? And that was how I knew he was being genuine. That’s how I knew his feelings for me were real and that what we had really was special. Xavier wasn’t the sort of man to spout off romantic nonsense to make someone feel better. He was the sort of man who would only say such things if he really meant them.

“Oh, Xavier,” I said again, gazing into his dazzling green eyes. “I love you. I really and truly love you.”

“I love you too,” he said and pulled me up. “In fact, I’m going to show you how much I love you right now.” He leaned over and pulled my top off. “Take off all your clothes,” he said and stepped back. “And then lie down on the ground.”

“What?” I said, my eyes widening.

“Do as I say,” he said with a smirk and I hurriedly took my clothes off and lay on the grass. It felt weird beneath my naked body. The grass was slightly cold and the ground was slightly hard, but I didn’t think about that for very long. I watched as Xavier took his clothes off and threw them onto the ground next to mine. I stared up at his magnificent naked body and swallowed hard as he joined me on the ground.

“Touch my cock,” he said and grabbed my hand. He grinned as I squeezed it and moved my fingers up and down. “Fuck,” he growled as he grew hard and closed his eyes. “Let go,” he muttered and pushed me down onto my back again. He bent down over me and spread my legs and grinned down at me.

“I’m going to show you how a real man pleases his woman,” he said and I gasped as his mouth fell to my wetness and he licked around my throbbing clit. I felt his tongue flicking against it as he had done to my nipples in the room and I cried out, allowing the wind to carry my whimpers and moans to the flowers around us. I grabbed his hair and pushed his face into my wetness harder as his tongue entered me roughly, moving in and out with as much force as a cock. I could feel wave after wave cascading over my body as I got ready to come. And then he pulled out of me and rolled onto the ground.

“Sit on me,” he growled as he leaned over and picked me up. “Sit on me and ride me, Lola. Show me how badly you want to come.”

I looked down at his face, so sexy and gruff, and he grunted as I lowered myself onto him. I didn’t play the slow-fast game that he liked to play. I immediately started to gallop on top of him, letting myself bounce up and down on his hard cock as fast as I could. I could feel his fingers playing with my breasts as I moved up and down. I screamed when my orgasm hit and I fell forward, crushing my breasts against his chest. He grabbed my hips and I could feel him still moving inside of me for a few seconds before I felt his body shuddering as he came inside of me. We lay there for a few minutes, breathing hard and holding each other,and I stroked the side of his face, feeling content. This feelin
g
—
this feeling of warmth and lov
e
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was how it was meant to be. This feeling was perfection.

Chapter Seventeen

Xavier

I watched to make sure that Lola was sleeping before I got out of the bed to make a phone call. I was happy that she’d loved my field as much as I had. She’d loved it so much that we’d christened it, letting our love flow into the grass as we moaned and devoured each other. I smiled at the thought of Lola riding me, the sun making her glow as her hair had blown in the wind. The afternoon had been perfect and I knew that we were back on track emotionally. There was only one thing bothering me. One thing that I couldn’t get out of my mind, and that was Stephan. Stephan was the man that just wouldn’t leave me. I knew that Lola loved me. I knew that I was the one that had messed everything up and nearly lost her, but I just couldn’t stop thinking about Stephan. What would have happened if I hadn’t taken her out of the tests? I knew she’d been attracted to him, but I didn’t know if she still thought about him. I didn’t know if she wished she could have seen what he had to offer. I picked up the phone and wondered if I was crazy. I had to be out of my mind to be making this call. I had no idea what I was thinking, but I knew that if I loved Lola, I had to put her first. I had to give her the option. Before she became mine forever, I had to let her go, let her make a decision that could break me. When I’d taken her from the test, I’d done it for me and her. I’d done it because I’d been scared. I’d done it because I didn’t want her to have access to Stephan anymore. I was worried that he had some spell over her when he saw her. I was still worried, but I knew that if I loved her, I had to trust her. I had to let her have the option. I stood next to the wall and gripped the phone as I waited for Stephan to answer. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do, but I knew that for love and for Lola, I had to make this call.

Chapter Eighteen

Lola

I woke up the next morning feeling satiated and happy. All of my worries and anger were miraculously gone. I wasn’t sure how or why all of my sorrow had fled, but I was happy that it had. I stretched out in the bed and looked around, wondering where Xavier had gone. I jumped up out of bed, pulled my nightdress on and walked towards the door so I could go and look for him. I padded down the corridor wondering what we were going to do next. I could barely keep up with Xavier and his plans, but I knew I had to find out. I knew that Anna was likely waiting on my call. I wasn’t sure how I was going to tell her everything that had happened since our last call. I wasn’t even sure she’d believe me. I wasn’t even sure that I believed myself.

I turned the corner and gasped as I saw Stephan walking towards me with a huge smile on his face. My heart flipped as he looked me over and I could feel my legs shaking as I stared at him. What was going on?

“Lola,” he said, his blue eyes piercing into mine as he stopped in front of me and touched my cheek.

“Stephan, what are you doing here?” I asked in shock and then frowned. He gave me a small smile and opened the door to my left.

“Come,” he said and walked into the room. I followed behind him in a daze, not even understanding what I was doing.

“You shouldn’t be here,” I said breathlessly as I stood in front of Stephan in the small room. He closed the door behind me and locked it. My heart started racing and I looked away in fear. “You shouldn’t be here,” I said again, looking at him in shock. Why was he here? And why had I come in here with him?

“Why not?” He cocked his head to the side and studied my face. “You’re so beautiful, Lola Franklin, my American princess.”

“I’m not your American princess,” I said, feeling confused at the joy his words had brought to me.

“You could be,” he said and he stepped towards me again. “Wouldn’t you like to be with a man that knows in his heart and soul that you are all he needs? Don’t you want that, Lola?”

“You don’t care about me. This is just a game to you,” I said, frowning. “You don’t even know me.”

“I know all I need to know,” he said gently. “I knew all I needed to know the first time I saw you. It was a game to Casper and to Xavier, Lola,” he said, his voice intense. “But to me… to me, it is anything but a game.”

“I don’t know what you want,” I said and took a step back. “Please just let me go.”

“You know the one thing I regret from that night,” Stephan said, his voice husky as he stepped closer to me and changed the subject. I shook my head and took another step back. “You know the one thing I would change.”

I shook my head again without speaking and his eyes narrowed as he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me towards him.

“Ask me, Lola. Ask me the one thing I wish I could have changed.” His face was right next to mine now and he looked directly into my eyes. “Ask me.” His voice was urgent and I swallowed hard.

“What?” I squeaked out, my heart racing as my skin burned at being so close to him. “What’s the one thing you would have changed?”

“I wish it had been my cock that would have brought you to orgasm.” He groaned against my ear as he pulled me into him harder. I could feel his erection against my stomach as he ground himself into me. “I wish it had been my cock instead of the feather.”

“You couldn’t have entered me.” I swallowed hard. “It was against the rules of the round. You couldn’t have entered me.”

“I know,” he said and he pulled back, muttering against my lips as he continued to hold me against him. “It would have been against the rules, but I would have entered you anyway; swiftly, deeply and all-consuming. I would have entered you and pulled out so fast that you would have almost imagined that it had never happened, except for the feeling inside of you that would have been begging me to enter you again.”

“You would have been disqualified,” I said, my voice wobbly, and conveniently forgetting that I’d had my panties on. Even if he had wanted to accidently slip inside of me, he wouldn’t have been able to.

“I wouldn’t have cared,” he said. “I wouldn’t have cared if I’d been disqualified or if I’d lost my crown. Not if that one moment could have changed the future. For I know, dear Lola, that once my cock was inside of yo
u
—
once you felt my power, our connection, how perfectly I would have fit inside of yo
u
—
you wouldn’t have cared either. You wouldn’t have given Xavier another thought. You would have known that I was the perfect match for you. The perfect fit. I brought you to orgasm with a feather and a knuckle. I had you moaning on the bed, spreading your legs, parting your lips, your head was feverish. All for me, Lola. All for me and my touch. If I had been inside of you, for even one second, it would have all been over. You would have been mine. Possessed. Taken. Captivated. All mine.” He groaned and pressed his lips against mine softly. For a second we just stood there. For a second all I could feel was his hardness against me. All I could see was the desire in his eyes. All I could hear was his deep breathing and then mine as I stood there, my lips soft and parted against him.

“Let me fuck you, Lola. Let me take you. Give me a chance to show you that I’m the man for you.” His need was guttural and the response in my belly was swift.

“I love Xavier,” I said, my heart rate slowing as I pushed him away from me. I gazed up into his aqua-blue eyes and blinked. “I love Xavier,” I said again, stronger this time, my voice loud and clear. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Don’t fight me, Lola. Don’t fight us. This is what you want. You know that in your heart of hearts. You know that in-between your legs. You know that by the wetness in your panties and the tightness in your nipples. You know your stomach is curling in anticipation, wanting to know what it would be like to be fucked by me. You know you want this. You know you’ve thought about me. Most likely every night. Every night Xavier enters you, you’re secretly wishing it were me. Every time he touches you, you’re…” His voice trailed off as he realized that I wasn’t looking at him or even paying him any attention. “Lola,” he said and he looked at me. “What are you thinking?” This time his voice was unsure and I looked at him pityingly as I realized how wrong he was.

“I’ve never once thought of you, Stephan.” I gazed at his handsome face that had bewitched me the first time that I’d seen him and smiled widely. “I love Xavier. I love him with all my heart. I love him more than anything and he loves me. I know this to be true. I know that he loves me. And, no, I don’t want you. I don’t need you inside of me to know that I don’t want you.”

“What are you saying?” His eyes flashed at me. “Are you stupid? I’m telling you that I will take you. I will marry you. I will make you mine. Even though you have been soiled by Xavier. I will still make an honest woman of you. You can have me, Lola. You can have it all. I have more riches than Xavier. More power. More
everything
. I can give you the world.”

“I don’t want the world, or you.” I shook my head. “What you have, Stephan, is sex appeal. That’s it. And all you are is sex. But that’s not enough. That’s not love. And that’s not life. That’s not anything. You can keep your sex. You can keep your erection. You can keep your panty-wetting smoothness. I don’t need to be with you to know what I want. I don’t need to be with you to know that I love Xavier. He is everything to me. He is my heart. He’s all I need and want. But thank you for coming. Thank you for clearing something up in my mind. I was so angry with myself for what happened. I was so confused at why I’d been so turned on, but it wasn’t you. It was me. I’m a sexual being. I’m a woman and I’m not going to be ashamed if I have a natural reaction. But that’s all it is, is a reaction. I’m not doing anything to you. I don’t want you. Do you hear me, Stephan? I don’t want you.”

He looked back at me in shock, his face tight. “You don’t know what you’re saying. Xavier is the one that told me to come.” His voice was choked and I started laughing.

“I know exactly what I’m saying, Stephan. Now get out of here.” I watched as he unlocked the door and hurried out of the room. I stood there for a few seconds and took a deep breath before exiting the room. Xavier and I needed to have a serious talk, but I wasn’t angry. I knew exactly why Xavier had told Stephan to come see me. He wanted to make sure that I was confident in my decision. He wanted to let me know that I still had an out. He loved me enough to risk letting me go to someone else. I loved him and hated him for it. I laughed as I ran down the stairs and looked for him. I had a feeling that this was how our relationship was going to go. It would never be perfect, but that was okay. As long as we had love, we’d be able to get through it all.