Remember Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale Book 2)

by Tracey Champion

  Justin walks around me after letting my hand go. I’m not sure what’s about to happen and I’m a little worried.

  “Relax, my intentions are all honorable,” I lock my eyes on him and he points to a little bend in his nose. “See this, it came from your man. I like my nose it gives me some edge. However, I don’t need to have that little bit adjusted again. Your man scares me. Not as much as Ryan, but I’m not going there. I like my life. Now relax and just work with me for a second.”

  I relax just a little and he taps my left leg. I move it and he just smiles at me. “Why do you want to be called Justice?” I need to make some small talk.

  “I want to be badass. However, I’m not. I was that chubby kid in school that was picked on. Then when I got into junior high my dad enrolled me into all kinds of stuff. Boxing and different martial arts. I hated it at first, but then I hit puberty and gain some height.” He puts his hands on my hips. “Okay, plant your weight. I know it isn’t much, but when I push you don’t let me.”

  I don’t have a second to react to what he says before he lightly pushes me. I instantly lose my balance. “That’s not fair.”

  “Fighting isn’t fair Cara. You’ve been running and doing yoga. You’re thin, but you need to tone that body of yours and pick up some muscle. Work with me, feet where they were before and let’s try again.” I put my feet back and we did this over and over till I just about had it.

  “Good, now, this time, I’m going to be in front of you. I want you to use that stance and hold your fist, thumb outside your fingers and punch my hand.” He moves close behind me and places his hands back on my hips. “When you punch turn your hips, if you have to lift off use this foot and punch through what you intend to hit. It’s all from the hips babe.” We stand there and he actually moves me the way I think I’m supposed to move. Then he’s right in front of me. He holds his hands up.

  My first contact with his hand actually hurts. I don’t understand why I feel relieved by doing it. I try again.

  “I’m not sure I’m doing this right.”

  “Yes, you are. You have the right control of those hips,” he taps his palm. “Punch through my palm babe. Think of something that makes you angry or upset and imagines my hand as that.” I plant my weight and try again, this time, his hand moves back. All I can think about is Niki and Jordan, so I hit him again.

  I start giggling because this is actually fun. I’m enjoying this and he’s not a bad teacher. There’s a small noise in the room and when I go to punch I move and get close to Justin’s nose.

  “Hey sugar, I like my nose the way it is.” I begin to laugh as we see Tyler walking in.

  “What the hell are you two doing? I needed to talk with Justin.” I start giggling.

  “Chill out Tyler. He was teaching me to punch. I think it’s fun.” He walks over to us.

  “Do you know what time it is?” I grab my phone and look at the time. Wow, we have been at this for almost three hours.

  “Shoot. I need to get cleaned up and hopefully, Jordan’s still at the office.” Tyler laughs at me and rolls his eyes.

  “He was when I left not long ago. He was talking with some of our extra helpers.” I just nod and grab my things. I quickly go down the stairs and to the locker room where I quickly wash up and change my clothes.

  JORDAN

  November 17, 2009

  I don’t understand that idiot. I mean shit he has a great woman and he’s fucking it all up. I can’t even get a decent woman to look at me. It’s no wonder she’s in here crying all the time. This is all a fucking mess really. I mean Jordan is walking around like a dick, Nate is a big cry baby and Tyler thinks he’s some badass with the MC. Ryan and Amber are their own mess and I think it’s funny how no one sees this but me. No one here pays a lick of attention to me. It will make it easy for me to check on what my mother told me. Then I can plot out how to get back at those that ruined my life. Starting with what happened to my father all the way to Mr. Prefect.

  What the fuck is this junk? Is he calling me Mr. Perfect, seriously? I had just finished chatting with some guys about looking into Niki’s issue. I know I need to call her, but I don’t want to. I had wanted to get Tyler to take care of the issue, but he wants nothing to do with Niki. Then he made a comment about my new ink. Not that what he said bothered me, it was more how he said it. That I was doing a good thing.

  I take out my phone and dial Niki. I sigh listening to its ring. “Jordan, what brings you to call me?” I just shake my head.

  “Listen, I’ve talked with the guys and no one wants to take on your little issue of a stalker.” I hear a sound of excitement.

  “Does that mean you will be looking into it yourself? I would love to spend some time with you. You need to meet Isabella.” She’s crazy.

  “I don’t need to meet your daughter Niki. I’m not calling because I’m doing the job. I outsourced it to Adam and Austin. You know the twins I’m talking about.” I can’t help the sick smile that crosses my face.

  “I hate those two and they hate me.” I know that’s why it’s perfect and I offered them double because of it. I was happy when they took it. I just told them to look into the issue and if it's false they can tell her off. I won’t care.

  “Well to bad. I can’t work this case and if you really think there’s a stalker then you have them. They should be calling you at some point to get more information about this issue.”

  “Why can’t you do this for me? Is it because Cara is being whiny…” I cut her off from talking.

  “First off my top priority to make her happy. She comes first in my life and I can’t keep her happy with you being a pain in my ass. You can keep your nasty comment to yourself. Adam and Austin will be looking into this. If you play nice about this and start acting nicer to Cara, I’ll sweeten this little arrangement.” Now I’m pissed.

  “What do I get Jordan? I mean I can’t have you, but I’d like to have you.” Her voice is now soft and I want to be sick.

  “No, you can’t and won’t have me. What I’ll give you is no bill invoice on this little situation. If you fuck up Niki. I’ll invoice you what it’s going to cost me to have them work with you and trust me you can’t afford it.” It’s the truth, I actually called her mother Patty to get some insight into her finances. Seems that her parents are paying her rent and other bills.

  “Fine, whatever. You know you won’t be happy in the long run with her. We are perfect…” Again I interrupt her.

  “Goodbye, Niki.” I hang up as the door opens to my office. I’m stunned to see Cara walk in with a glow on her face. She looks happy. I relax in my chair as I push it back.

  “Come here pretty girl and tell me about your day.” She walks over to me and sits on my desk facing me.

  “Well, I’m hungry and want to go eat. I learned how to throw a good punch. Justin taught me, I like him even if he’s afraid of you and Ryan.” I can’t help, but laugh. That shit was years ago. I take notice of the little giggle from Cara.

  “As long as your happy then so am I.” She leans in and kisses me. Then I feel her rub her hand over my hair.

  “It feels funny. I kind of like it short. You look very handsome with short hair.” I give her a fake frown.

  “What I wasn’t handsome before?” Her eyes go wide.

  “No, I didn’t mean it that way. I liked it long, but short looks good on you. You should grow a little beard. Well not like Ryan’s beard, but some scruff on your face,” she pauses for a moment. “I think I should stop talking now.”

  “So let me see if I understood this right. You like my shorter hair and you want me to what have some fuzz on my face.” I smirk and raise my eyebrow.

  “Something like that. I’m hungry.” I laugh at her confession. I’m glad to hear that she’s hungry.

  “Okay pretty girl, what do you want to eat?” Her face lights up again.

  “Breakfast burritos, I’ll stop and pick them up on the way home. You can stop at the store for some
Dr. Pepper and ice cream.” Well, she knows exactly what she wants.

  “How about this I buy the burritos you get the soda and the ice cream.”

  “You don’t have cash in your wallet and I stopped and got the money.” Smart, but I hit the bank this morning.

  “Look, I have cash and it’s my job to buy the food when we eat out,” I say that just to get a reaction out of her.

  “Um…you do know I have more money than you?”

  “So.” She leans off the desk towards me.

  “Fine you can buy the burritos, but you’ll regret that.” There’s this weird sparkle in her eyes.

  “Why?” I ask moving my face closer to her.

  “Because I can do with my money as I see fit and I have an idea.” That doesn’t sound good.

  “And?” she runs her noise along mine.

  “I’m not telling until I can actually pull it off.” Something tells me I might need to worry about this, but I won’t I’ll allow her to get the better of the situation for now.

  “Well just note that as long as you’re with me I pay for our meals,” I tell her searching her eyes.

  “And how long will that be?” She’s being playful and I’m really liking this.

  “For the rest of my life.” She moves back and I wonder if I said something wrong.

  “That’s a very long time Jordan.” Damn, playful gone.

  “You don’t want forever with me.” She presses her lips together and I watch for any sign of panic.

  “I do, but what if this doesn’t work out. What if, I become a problem? I still have issues I’m working on.” Cara goes to grab her scarred fingers and I instantly take her hands in mine.

  “Hey Cara Mia, if you’re willing to work with me one day at a time then I will be willing to work on that forever with you.” I wait for her to answer and in the process hear her stomach growl. She wasn’t kidding when she said she was hungry.

  “Deal. Now can we please go get food and go home?” I stand and kiss her.

  “Let’s go.”

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  I don’t want to get up, but I feel so good. I’ve been so tired lately that waking up is a challenge. I go to move when I realize something is between my legs. No, I take that back someone’s between my legs. I carefully open my eyes to see Jordan’s head. Before I can fully move he adjusts me from my side to my back and pulls my legs up to his shoulders.

  I think I like being woken up like this. I feel his breath on me and then his tongue is on my clit. I try to adjust to this morning assault on my body, but I can’t.

  “Oh…Jordan.” I moan. The pleasure radiating throughout my body is intense. This has just begun and it's intense.

  “Jordan…please, it’s too much.” He stops and sits up enough for me to see him.

  “I’ve hardly started and I haven’t even brought out the surprise.” I look at him with wide eyes. Surprise? What does he mean? My thoughts are lost when he goes back to my clit. Jordan takes his time and the pressure he adds to my clit from his tongue is just about to drive me insane when he inserts a finger into me.

  It’s been a while since we have played like this and I’m enjoying the extra attention. I’m completely lost in what he’s doing I don’t even notice that he stopped fingering me until I feel him touch something else.

  “Jordan!” I practically yell at him.

  “Relax Cara Mia, I don’t plan to take you there now, but I would like to see if you enjoy it.” Before I can protest I feel a slight pressure on a spot I never expected to play with. Jordan goes back to licking my clit when I about come off the bed. He slid a finger into my…my butt.

  “Jordan…oh my.” The way he moves his finger and plays with my clit about does me in. It doesn’t hurt and when I get comfortable enough to relax. I’m even shocked that I actually enjoy what he’s doing to me. I can feel my orgasm start and I curl my toes. Jordan I guess has other plans and stops everything.

  “You up for the surprise now.” Huh?

  “I thought that was the surprise.” He gives me this smile that makes me wonder what he’s up to.

  “Not exactly, but close enough.” He moves from me over to the nightstand and opens the drawer. I watch in shock when he pulls out something pink and then a bottle of something.

  “What is that?” He looks over at me and then hands me the object. I just stare at it. I think I have an idea on what it is, but why does he have this.

  “I bought it the other day.” I just look at the item to Jordan completely confused.

  “Why?”

  “I wanted to try something fun. Never done it before and I figure you might enjoy it.” How does he know what he’s doing?

  “What is this exactly?” I look it over again. Its small pink and glass. The end is in the shape of a flower” I think I know what it is?”

  “A butt plug Cara Mia. I want to try it.”

  “Where did you get this?”

  “I stopped at a store on the way home. This tattooed lady at the counter pointed me in the direction of them and helped me pick that one out. She said it shouldn’t hurt you if I use enough lube.” My eyes go wide. He talked to another lady about me. “Listen I wanted to make sure I don’t hurt you. If you're uncomfortable with the idea let me know and I’ll never bring it out. Hell, I’ll get rid of it.”

  “No, I guess we can try this.” I roll the item in my hand and then give it to Jordan. I’m nervous about using that, but I guess we can try it once and see if I like it.

  “Just lay back and relax for me, pretty girl.” I do and watch him put some lube on the pink plug. He then puts some on his finger and runs it between by butt cheeks. I try not to giggle at the odd sensation from the movements.

  He continues caressing me and then he dips his head and licks my clit. I’m not sure what to think about what I feel. I’m super nervous about the toy he’s holding in his hand, but I get lost when his tongue puts a wonderful amount of pressure against my clit.

  I’m lost in feeling him that I almost jump when the toy touched that spot. “Relax pretty girl, I don’t want to hurt you. Just feel my tongue.” He goes back to his attack on my clit and I feel the start of a small orgasm. Then there’s a small amount of pressure at my back end. I try to relax, but then Jordan sucks hard on my clit. I arch my back and when he bites down on he slowly slides the toy into me.

  “Oh,” I let out a moan and then bite my lip. It stung a little. I try to adjust to the violation of sorts. Jordan locks his eyes on me and then begins to move to the toy. It’s just a small in and out motion.

  “If I’m hurting you let me know,” I smile at him because I’m not sure what I feel at the moment. He goes back to playing with my clit. Now the pleasure I’m feeling radiates up my back. When he inserts a finger while still moving the toy I about come unglued. The warmth that courses through me is too much.

  “Jordan…please…it’s too much.” I need him to stop for a second and he does, but it’s not good enough.

  JORDAN

  I don’t know if I’ve hurt her when she begs me to stop. I do and I try to accommodate her wishes. When I pull back from her I give her just a second to relax and then I’ll ask her what she needs. However, I’m at a complete loss when she climbs up on my lap.

  “Cara Mia?” I don’t know what I should do right now. I’m stunned silent when she reaches between us and grabs hold of my dick. Then she does one of the sexiest things she can do and places me at her entrance and slides me inside her.

  I want to roll her over and fuck her, but I could feel the butt plug inside her when I entered her pussy. I’m not sure if that was a good decision on her part with the grip she has on me. I’m in complete awe when she slowly moves her hips.

  I reach around her to tease her. I grab onto her ass and help her rock those hips. Once I think things are going well I move her closer so I can reach the toy. I move it just a small amount and she freezes. Okay, bad idea.

  “Jordan it’s too much and not enough.�
� Her eyes are wide when she searches mine.

  “You just rock those sexy hips pretty girl and let me play with the toy.” She slowly begins to rock her hips and I move the toy. Her slow movements are torture to me as her pussy has a vice like grip on my cock.

  “Jordan…oh my.” Her body shakes a little and I can’t handle this anymore and roll her onto her back.

  “Pretty girl I can’t do slow anymore please let me fuck you.” She just nods her head and I begin thrusting slowing to get a feel for what she can handle. Each time I move I rub the toy still inside her. I’m tempted to remove it, but to be honest I don’t want to.

  “Jordan…please…I need more.” That I can give. I brace myself on my arms trying not to put too much of my weight on her and begin to stroke harder and faster. Cara lets out this cute, little moan and I soak it in.

  I start thrusting faster rubbing that damn toy. It's almost too much for me. Cara arches her back under me and I watch her eyes roll back as she lets out another moan. She corrects her body and meets my movements with her own. For a moment, she stops and runs her nails down my back. I think this time she might have actually broken the skin.

  I move a couple more times in and out of her. Her pussy has a tight grip on me and almost undoes me. I keep going knowing she’s so close.

  CARA

  This is almost a cruel torture. Each time he moves in and out of me so does that damn toy. What’s even worse is I feel his piercing more. That damn piercing is an instrument of sheer agony to my insides. There’s just the balance of pressure from the toy and his movement that each time he hits that one spot inside me the feeling is almost unbearable.

  “Jordan,” I honestly can’t say if I’m begging him to move, to do something, or if I need him to stop. My fingers are dug into his back, but he continues to move and steady pace in and out of me.

  Jordan then moves to change positions. He takes my knees legs and places my ankles on this shoulders. When he begins to move I feel my body warm again. I know I’m close, but I just can’t reach that peak. I keep my eyes locked on his and then he moves a hand down my leg.