Dad's Royal Buddy: A Steamy Older Man Prince Romance

by Mia Madison

  “She deserves a life,” her father pleads.

  “Do you think she won't have a life with me? With all I can give her?”

  “She's not another trophy for your collection.”

  “No, but she is a grown woman now, able to make her own decisions.” Carina pipes up in her own right.

  I allow her the spotlight, squeezing her hand to let her know I'm right here.

  “This little escapade proves she isn't,” her father tells her. “She's still acting impulsive as a child.”

  “Todd, I get that this is weird for you,” I interject into the tension. “Your children, the first baby girl moving on, is tough.”

  “Don't fucking tell me what's tough,” Todd's patience detonates. “First you tried to take my girl, then you come to my house and make a play for my daughter.”

  Carina gasps and her little hand clutches at me. Whether she's shocked by her father's cursing or because he's brought up this mother thing, I don't know for sure. I'm guessing it's the mom. And he's confusing her, Katie, with his daughter.

  “Listen, Buddy, I don't know where you've gotten this thing about Carina's mom and me but I can tell you it's not a reality.”

  “I saw you talking to her, after that final with your game-changing touchdown. Standing there with the trophy under your arm like a fucking newspaper. You disappeared down the hall together, her hanging on your other arm, almost skipping.”

  “Geez Todd, really?” I shake my head and look down at Carina.

  She's looking up at me with horror and pleading stripping away her happiness.

  “I remember that game, that girl now. I was signed to NFL that day.”

  Mellie appears at the top of the stairs, her face stressed from the shouting I guess. She moves quietly toward us, treading carefully as though she's nervous. When she arrives by her husband's side she places a calming hand on his forearm.

  “We don't need to talk about this here,” Todd announces with a glance at his wife. Like he doesn't want her in on this. But I'm done with hiding.

  “Yeah, we do. I'm not having Carina upset by this any more. And it's a simple explanation. That girl, Katie – your mom, baby - she wanted to do something cute for her guy. She begged me to let her take one photo with the cup. A pro was shooting portraits of us that day and she fluttered at him to take her picture. To cheer you up. She said she had something huge to tell you.”

  “That she was pregnant,” Todd mutters, lost in memories.

  “That was why you dropped out of the team and college,” Mellie whispers.

  “Oh Daddy,” Carina throws her arms around her father.

  “It's okay. No regrets at all,” he tells her, stroking her hair. “I've got a beautiful family and he's just a lonely bastard.”

  “Not any more,” I tell him, keeping all the smugness out of my voice.

  I can't disguise the delight that this is out in the open. I don't have to hide my feelings for Carina one second longer.

  “What are your intentions toward my daughter?” Todd demands.

  “Daddy,” Carina gasps.

  “It's okay, Darlin',” I tell her, reeling her back in to my side after the hug with her father.

  Back where she belongs. She's mine now and I want her parents to come to terms with that.

  “It's gonna get weird on the day I have to come to you and ask you to give her to me, but I'm willing to do it.”

  Carina gasps and her hand flies to her mouth.

  “We all need some time to get to know each other first,” I add. “So I'm taking her home to live with me.”

  “She has a job in Boston, an apartment, a life,” Todd objects.

  “Hardly a life, Daddy.”

  “You're building one.”

  “Then I'll go to Boston,” I inform them.

  “You'd do that?” she murmurs, her eyes huge and round as she gazes up at me with adoration.

  I can understand it's hard for Todd to let that look go. And I'm grateful as fuck I won't ever have to. I could never part with her, so I'm cutting the old dude a ton of slack and giving him the respect he's due at raising such a princess of perfection.

  “For me?” she adds.

  “I'd do anything for you, Darlin'. Anything in the world. A little move across country is the least of everything I'm gonna do for you.”

  Her eyes snap to her father, pleading. I see how much she needs him to give his blessing to her new relationship so for her sake, I'm reining back my customary dominance.

  “I guess I've been harboring an opinion of Jared Helmsley based on false assumptions,” Todd has the balls to admit.

  “Please give him a chance, Dad,” Carina begs. “You're really gonna love him when you get to know him.”

  Todd's face contorts with distaste. Every bone in his running-to-seed body is searching around for a reason to put a stop to this. But he must notice how Carina has already morphed into a woman in the last few days. And a stunning one at that.

  “Plus I have never seen Carina so glowing with happiness,” Mellie finally speaks, injecting a note of truth into the silence.

  “I can promise all three of you, she will always look this happy. I'll dedicate my life to making that happen.”

  “If this is what you want, Baby,” Todd tells her.

  I know Carina has always gotten everything she wants out of the guy, based on the way he looks at her.

  “It is, Daddy. It really really is.”

  My old college foe, sticks out his hand to congratulate me and concede my victory at winning Carina. Mellie and Carina hug and do a bizarre little dance routine.

  “Do. Not. Screw. This. Up,” Todd commands in his toughest voice.

  Although I'm trying not to laugh at him doing the macho dad thing on me, I can guarantee with absolute sincerity that I will never do that.

  Epilogue

  A year later

  Carina

  It's been a whirlwind, despite Jared's insistence on holding back and taking it slow. It's just not possible to hold back the storm when we're together. And when we are together neither of us wants to break the magical spell of closeness. I need him with me all the time and he tells me when I'm not at his side, he feels something’s wrong with his world.

  We laugh about it now but it was pretty awkward when we all went back to the party. Mellie's friends who each seemed to have set her sights on my man, threw more daggers than a circus act. Jared felt it too.

  “I need to be alone with you,” he clasped my hips as he whispered in my ear, making goosebumps rise all the way down my arms.

  I took his hand and led him out of the house.

  “Where to?” I asked.

  He put me in the car and took me back to the hotel. I left my old room exactly as it was, needing nothing and stayed at the hotel with Jared until it came time for me to go back to my job. Of course I went back home to say goodbye to Dad and Mellie.

  Daddy sat me down and had a very serious, dad style convo with me about my future. Asking me whether I'd thought ten years ahead, or twenty.

  “Do you understand people don't stay young and beautiful forever?”

  “I do, Dad. Really. And Jared has tried to show me the same, he took me to meet his mom. I know what I'm doing and if I don't, I have to learn by making my own mistakes.”

  “He'll always protect and take care of her,” Mellie said, smiling like she was a little envious at my good fortune.

  Not that she doesn’t adore Daddy, or that he hasn't protected and taken care of all his girls. But Jared is a man unto himself. A god. A vision. A superhero.

  It came time for me to catch my flight to Boston.

  “I should come with you,” Jared said.

  “It's okay. I can fly across a couple of states by myself. You have stuff to take care of. Your deal.”

  He had an important meeting in San Francisco that he'd already entailed problems with by staying to be with me.

  “I don't care if the deal collapses,” he assured
me. “This is more important. Nothing comes before you.”

  The plans were all set.

  I go back to work, my apartment and Jared will come out soon and find a place in Boston for us to live in together.

  I was as excited as a kid at Christmas for this new life with Jared to start. I've traveled alone before but suddenly I felt like an independent woman, knowing this man was by my side. And my stomach was ripped with misery when it came time to leave for the airport.

  My stuff was all packed, the new things Jared bought me, the very few things I took from my room when I went back to say goodbye to Daddy a second time. He hugged me really close, like we wouldn't be seeing each other again. Which in a way we won't. Not in the same way.

  Then time came to leave and I clung to Jared harder than anything, my fingers digging into his hard muscle. He buried his face in my neck which always sets off a cascade of overwhelming electricity sparking between us. In moments he'd stripped me naked and I tore the sweater over his head to reveal his sexy stack of ab muscles.

  My hands flew everywhere at once all over his hard ripples and inevitably settled at his belt, tugging at it and freeing his cock, pulling it inside me until I gained the relief of feeling him stretching my walls open for him. My body blossoming with undulations of pleasure at having him buried inside me.

  “You can take the next flight,” he said, when I lay in the crook of his arm after, panting for air still but weightless and floating on a bubble of bliss.

  I missed my flight and I couldn't give a damn.

  “Or I'll charter you a plane.”

  I snuggled into him closer, which was barely possible. Not a speck of space existed between our bodies.

  “Not yet.”

  “Not yet?”

  “I don't want to leave you yet,” I told him. “I'm coming home with you.”

  “Are you sure, Baby? What about the job? I thought you said your boss was a bit of a tyrant.”

  He was already hugging me tight with glee. I knew he wanted me to be sure and not have regrets.

  As if.

  “I don't care if they fire me.”

  In fact I wished they would and make this easy.

  “Darlin', remember you promised your father not to blow up your life right away.”

  “This is my life. With you. Our life.”

  “You know you're safe with me right? I'm not gonna flip on you. This is it as far as I'm concerned. And I've never said that in my life.”

  “It's it for me too. And I've never said that before either.”

  Jared laughed and hauled me into him, stroking my hair and kissing the top of my head until I threw my leg across his pelvis. Opening my pussy lips like that set off a series of flares lighting up my body and seconds later he'd lifted me on top of his god-like torso and buried his beautiful perfect cock into me right up to the root. I ground and circled on his shaft, feeling the head touching me deep and grinding down a little harder as though I could take him entirely inside me. And live with him always.

  We went home next day.

  I was nervous about arriving at Jared's house. I was driving up to my new home, the place I'd live for the rest of my life.

  “I'm actually anxious,” Jared said, taking my hand and bringing it to the stickshift. “It's never been this important to me that someone like my house.”

  “I'm sure it's amazing,” I said, giving him a squeeze.

  I don’t care what the house is like, all I care about is that he's in it.

  The sun was setting on the bay as we drove through a neighborhood of outdoor cafes, bookstores and boutiques. Jared flipped open his phone and the lights in a house up ahead came on like a spaceship landing. Clad in stainless steel or some metal, and mostly huge windows, it glows orange from the light. We drove right into the underground parking lot and I smiled at all Jared's exotic cars, perfectly lined up for inspection.

  “Don't laugh at a boy's toys,” he growled into my ear.

  I was already picturing him fucking me across the top of each one in turn.

  “I was just thinking how the old saying about a man with a sportscar having a tiny cock is a total lie.”

  “They never said anything about a man with ten sports cars,” he said, dragging me into the elevator.

  “Seriously? Our own elevator?”

  “Dangerous, huh.”

  “You think we'll ever manage to leave the house?”

  “Not when I take you out wearing those tiny dresses you look good enough to eat in.”

  He sunk to his knees right then and the elevator was jammed between the floors for the next ten minutes while he did just that.

  “Noooo,” I breathed afterward, when he started the ride up to the first floor again and uncovered my eyes as the door slid back to reveal the open plan space.

  All white walls, almost black, wide plank floors and stainless steel cabinetry. The kitchen island had six stainless steel stools in a perfect line. The rooms flowed one to the other around an interior courtyard.

  The sofa about twenty feet long, facing a cinema size TV and stainless clad fireplace.

  “You can buy pillows if you want,” Jared concedes.

  “Can we watch TV?”

  “We can now you're here.”

  I never left.

  Jared

  It went something like this.

  My darling girl informed me she's an independent woman and perfectly capable of flying home alone. But the instant I took her mouth into mine and pushed myself deep into her body at every sensitive quivering place, she didn't want to.

  I had her call her boss and claim illness. The asshole clearly didn’t believe her and made a few obtuse threats. One call to the CEO of the company and her boss called Carina back, to apologize and to tell her to take as long as she needed to be well. I'm not a throw my bulk around arrogant kind of douche but I do believe people deserve respect whatever their position in a corporation.

  And naturally I wanted to make sure Carina was happy with her decision to live with me. What if she didn’t like the house? That wasn't a problem because we'd buy another, wherever she wanted. What if she didn't like me in it? What if the explosive chemistry between us fizzled out for her?

  She loves the enormous TV I rarely used before and has me snuggled up beside her with the fire roaring most nights. Her body curled around me under a furry throw while we watch endless episodes of Netflix, one after another. I got her a popcorn machine in an old style cart and a chocolate fountain. As predicted we hardly ever move from the couch.

  She wanted to hit all the trendy bars in Cow Hill, the area of San Francisco we live in and we did. But it soon became redundant to be standing in a crowd, staring at each other and only wanting to get home to rip each others clothes off. That was assuming we ever made it out of the house.

  Because that required the use of the elevator to street level and every time we got in, her all dressed up to strut her stuff in a short skirt and towering heels, I couldn't resist repeating the day I brought her home. Dropping to my knees to pull her panties down and suck her clit like I was starving. Or sometimes, I cupped my hands around her ass and she climbed onto me, wrapping her thighs around my waist and gripping my shoulders begging me to fuck her.

  The only dark cloud for us was her disappointment that her father didn't accept our relationship as stable, always asking her whether she was sure she was happy. Hoping she'd give some inkling of regret.

  For her sake I went to Todd and requested her hand, before I gave her the ring. Even though I don't see the point of acting like women are owned by their fathers. I went to ask him to transfer the deed, just to show him the respect she wanted him to receive.

  The first time I asked he declined, the asshole.

  I came out laughing and shaking my head. Carina and I are glued together and bonded. What's that line, 'Let no man put asunder'?

  I could wait.

  I'd already booked a month in Tahiti for our honeymoon. Where we could p
lay castaways and run around naked on a private tropical beach. We went anyway and the trip only brought us even closer. And I'd bought her a home in the mountains as a wedding gift, so I gave that to her at Christmas instead.

  “You bought me a house?” she squealed.

  “I'm hoping you'll let me live there with you. You wanted to be able to see your family more and your snowboarding friend.”

  “Is this some ruse to get me skiing, because you know I have zero aptitude for sports.”

  “It's enough that you look cute trying and I get to tow you around on the end of my pole.”

  I could wait forever if need be. All I wanted was Carina's body scythed around mine every moment of our lives.

  “Jared,” she appears in my office one morning, her voice wobbling and every part of her body shaking.

  I leap from my chair and pick her up in my arms, settling us on the couch with Carina curls up on my knee.

  “We never talked about children.”

  “Because our lives are so full of each other,” I say, kissing her face which I note is damp from recent tears.

  “So does that mean you don't want anyone else between us?” she whimpers.

  “Of course not Darlin', no one could ever come between us.”

  I startle then, the information suddenly downloading.

  “Baby, are you?”

  She nods and puts her arms around my neck, burying her face and letting more tears spill over. The realization of what she's saying sits in my gut then detonates in a nuclear detonation of pleasure that blasts through every pore.

  “Ohmigod, we're gonna have a baby?”

  “We're going to have a baby,” she repeats. “Is that okay?”

  “Okay? It's perfect. Totally perfect.”

  Now Todd will have to seal the deal.

  I carry her across the room and settle her into my lap in my 'big CEO chair' as she calls it. She giggles and writhes on my knee like a little vixen.

  “Be careful,” I tell her, my hand going protectively to her flat belly.

  “The hormones are kicking in already,” she whispers, all breathy. “I want you inside me even more than normal although that doesn’t seem possible.”