Derek tucks a finger under my chin and looks deep into my eyes. "I've been searching high and low for you. I went back to the club after I called the number you gave me and it didn’t work.” The look on Derek’s face is so sincere and genuine I can feel the pain he felt in not finding me as clearly as I see the joy in his eyes that he has.
"I got fired that night after you left. I had to turn in my phone and pack up my things." I laugh now that we're together and can appreciate the humor in the situation. "That's what happens when a stripper misses her call to the stage and doesn’t collect money while in the V.I.P."
Derek searches my face, and I realize that after this time apart, he's worried that all of this is for nothing. "I’m not concerned about what was left behind in New York. Once I figured out where you were from I had to get here. I had to find you. Never have I ever felt this way about anyone before. And I know that there are women lining up to have a chance with you...but I had to try."
Derek waits for a beat to be sure that I'm not about to say something else, and then runs his tongue over his lips, inhaling before he speaks. The intensity in this room now, between us, is practically static electricity in the air. “My heart broke every time I tried to find you but failed. All my friends tried to warn me that you weren't real. That you were too good to be true. And I didn’t care. I couldn’t get you out of my mind." Derek's voice is louder because he needed to get this off his chest. "This whole ball was designed to find you. My man, Travers, came up with the idea in the hopes that you would hear about it and come." He kisses my forehead. "And here you are.” His lips grace over mine, but he's not done talking. "I promise to never let you get away again, I thought I would never find you, my real life princess."
Derek’s words wash over me, I take them into my heart and keep them there. I love him, and after everything, I need him to tell me that we're real before I can say another word. Panic rises in me, remnants of this desperate search lingering and haunting what should be a happy moment. I have this feeling that everything is so perfect that it might come crashing down on us any minute. I need us to be real. I need us to be forever.
Derek cups my face. "Whatever you're worrying about, don’t." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ears. "I am in love with you. I know it sounds crazy because we've spent more time searching for each other than in each others' arms, but I love you. You are undeniably mine, and I have to have you. You know you and I belong together." His arms squeeze around me possessively. "My heart aches when I can’t be near you. This last week has been hell, going to every damn strip club I could find, and all I wanted was you. I'm more than just someone you had in the V.I.P. room. I'm sorry I cost you your job, but I need to have you, forever." He releases his grip a little, relaxing when he realizes how intense he's being.
No one has ever laid it all out like this for me, and I love that he can hardly contain his passion.
"The next day still thinking about you at lunch all I could talk about was you. The way you felt and the way you smelled. My friends have never seen me act this way before. I need you, Ella, to stay with me; let me show you every part of me and I hope you want to show me every part of you. I want to be here to calm your fears, be the shoulder that you cry on. I want to keep you here forever. I will go against the world for you. Ella, I love you."
He said those words again. He knew it was what I needed. He means them. "Derek," I whisper, unable to find my own words right now.
He places his finger on my lips. "If you think I'm crazy it’s okay, just know that I do love you, Ella. I would never have stopped searching for you."
I kiss his fingers and move them and place them over my heart, and while looking deep into his eyes I tell him, "Derek, I don’t think you're crazy. I love you, too." He covers my hand with his and kisses me again. This time our kiss is sensual and intense. It goes on forever, and the whole world feels like nothing else exists but us. Feeling the slickness of our sweat, our cum, we stay pressed together as Derek picks me up and lowers us both to the floor. Placing his body on top of mine, he takes both our hands, and we interlock our fingers above my head. Derek works his tongue down my neck and across my breasts, kissing me with a hungry compulsion that matches my own need. Feeling his tongue once again on my skin makes me quiver. The combined heat of our bodies together makes it feel warm in this place of love. Derek’s secret place will forever be the place where we first told each other we love you.
I could stay with him like this forever, never caring about what happens outside of this room. We love each other, and that should be enough. But I know he's royalty and his family will likely never approve, but I'm ready for whatever challenges come our way. I've already lost a job for him, and have flown clear across the world for him. All for him, all for this moment chasing a dream that has now become a sweet, sweet reality. I will fight to hold onto this because I will never feel this way again in my life. And I know that Derek feels the same. Here we are together as I prepared to search for him, and he was already searching for me. That type of love only comes once in a lifetime. I know that Derek will fight just as hard to be with me. And that means nothing can stop us from being together because we're both committed to being truly in love with each other.
Everything is going to be okay.
The soft wet kisses caressing my skin crash my train of thought, though, and all I think of now is how I slide my hand down to that rock-hard erection and start to rub the thick head across my clit. Arching back underneath him, I spread my legs to let his cock inside my pussy once more. This time, as two people in love, we move with each other’s bodies. I bury my face in Derek's neck, as he strokes deep inside my pussy, his cock feels like this is where it's meant to be.
Exploring my pussy in even, slow strokes, he's finding every spot that there is, and some I didn’t know I had. I grow wetter by the minute with every stroke. I bite on Derek's neck and drag my nails across his back as he picks up his pace. I thrust and grind my hips to keep up with his strokes. I want him to know I want to fuck him as much as he wants to fuck me. My toes curl tightly as I feel those juices building up again. I'm going to cover his cock again with my cum, but this time not as a girl chasing a dream or fantasy, but as the girl who is having hot dirty sex with the man, my man whom I love.
I’m not going to hold back this time; I'm going to let my orgasm erupt all over his cock when it's ready to explode. I want to cum with him, I want us to share that intense orgasmic climax together. Feeling that euphoric feeling washing over the both of us, taking control of us. The world spins as we soar into our orbit. I work my hips harder making sure to drive that cock deep inside my pussy. Here is where I want his cock to stay, deep inside my canal where I can feel Derek’s head throbbing against the walls of my cunt. We kiss each other as our tongues dance and swirl around each other as we both arch our backs as we explode. I can feel our juices mixing deep inside me. My eyes roll back as Derek holds on tightly to my back. Still thrusting his cock as it continues to shoot load after load. My cum flows out of my pussy and down his shaft, and I reach my hands out to catch it underneath his balls. I fill my hands up and then bring them to my mouth as Derek and I both stick our tongues in the palm of my hand to taste the sweet mixture of him and I. Completely spent, my legs shake as Derek lies on top of me, his breathing ragged. I suck our cum off my finger and then kiss him, loving the taste of us mixed together.
We’re both panting now and finally spent.
Rolling onto his back, Derek wraps his arms around me, burying his face into my neck. He inhales, breathing me in and pressing his lips against my skin. “Tell me this is real, and that you won’t leave me again.” The raw need in his voice makes my eyes sting, nearly bringing me to tears.
I gently kiss his cheek, tender as I can be. "We're real. I'll never leave. I couldn't stand to lose you again."
21
Ella
He
loves me! Everything I imagined about this night doesn’t begin to compare to what just happened.
Derek looks down at me tenderly, running his hands through my blonde waves that are now falling down my back after the way he just fucked me. “So beautiful, my Ella.”
I smile up at him. “My handsome prince.” I shake my head, laughing. “I really can’t get over that one.”
He gives me the sexy smirk I love so much and leans in to kiss me again before grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room we sneaked into. “Come on, babe. There’s an unused guest wing in the palace. We’ll be safe there. No one will find us and we can spend the rest of the night hiding away from everyone.”
His choice of words strikes me as strange, but I don’t think about it when he gives me a heated look. We laugh and kiss as we stumble through the hallways of the palace, Derek leading me to this secret hideaway. I barely notice all the ornate decor because we’re so caught up in each other, unable to keep our hands off the other’s body.
The guesthouse is gorgeous, just like everything else, full of expensive but comfortable furniture, and we go straight to the bedroom, collapsing on a huge bed that has to be the equivalent of two king-size beds. I smile. How fitting for a prince.
We spend the rest of the night lost in each other, then drift off to sleep. When I wake in the morning, Derek’s arms are wrapped around me, and I take a minute to just snuggle in and enjoy the feeling of being here with him. After everything we did to find each other, it’s a relief to just be here, hidden away together.
That thought triggers a memory of his words from last night.