by Betsy Locke
I stumbled into the bathroom and hissed at the sight of me. Giant bags hung below my eyes. My makeup was all over the place. My hair was a mass of tangles. There was no time for a shower. I splashed water on my face and got to work. It would take a miracle to get myself ready in time for this royal meeting.
With fifteen minutes to spare, I finally left the bathroom and found a black dress with silver flower designs all over. A note was pinned on it.
Couldn't let you go to meeting with what you packed in your suitcase. Meet us in the lobby when you're ready.
-Devin
I crumpled up the note in my fist. Devin could be such a bastard sometimes. But he was right. I didn't bring anything that could be considered formal. There wasn't even time to think about that.
Yet Devin had already figured it all out.
I looked over the black dress and smiled. I quickly slipped it on and zipped it up in the back. I spun around in front of the mirror and was amazed at how good I looked. This was one expensive dress. The material was so luxurious. And the amount of cleavage it showed off was generous.
I hurried downstairs and found Devin and my mom near the bottom. My mom was wearing a white gown that made her look twenty years younger.
I'd never seen Devin so dressed up before. I started to see him a different light than before. Something stirred inside me that I didn't know how to address.
“You look beautiful,” Devin said, his eyes trying to avoid my heaving breasts.
“We all look like we're playing the part now. Shall we get this over with.”
A black stretch limo was waiting outside for us.
Chapter Four
We arrived at the estate and stopped before a large ornate gate. The two sides separated and moved inwards to let us in. The driver went down a small road through the most beautiful gardens and fountains.
“Is all this yours?” I asked Devin.
“It used to be my family's. But not anymore. Another family bought the property a long time ago. The Yorkshires haven't had a heir for a long time so some assets were broken up.
“But the money left over by his descendants is still intact,” my mom chimed in.
The limousine stopped before a grand palace with green shrubbery at the base and hundreds of windows with intricate lacing.
“So we can't live here is what you're saying?” I asked, stepping out of the limo in awe.
“Only in your dreams,” Devin replied.
The palace was a maze of corridors and rooms. A butler showed us into a large waiting room with paintings the size of some houses. The furniture all looked hundreds of years old and none of us wanted to risk ruining it.
A man with small glasses and gray hair entered. “You must be Devin,” he said, outstretching his hand.
Devin shook his hand. “Yes, sir.”
“My name is Peppercorn. My family bought this estate less than hundred years ago and inherited the trust fund with it. If a heir wasn't found within one hundred years, the money would pass on to us. Imagine my surprise when my lawyer notified me of you. He explained that you didn't even know of your heritage until a couple days ago.”
“That would be correct,” Devin replied.
“Please, everyone have a seat. I'll have my lawyers look over Devin's identification to make sure everything is correct. Then we can sign some papers and wire the money over to an account of your choice.”
Devin handed Peppercorn a folder of papers and the old man left us alone.
I sat down on the posh chair closest to me. “This place is incredible,” I said.
My mom was about to reply when a butler entered the room and set down a tray of tea and cookies. “Enjoy,” he said.
My mom jumped at the tea and I fought for the cookies. I hadn't eaten anything since the meal on the flight.
I sat back in the chair and enjoyed the plain sugar cookies. They were surprisingly good and the tray was empty in minutes.
Peppercorn returned. “Everything checks out.” He set down a piece of paper on a desk that looked like it was used for signings of declarations or treaties. “If you would please write down your account number and then sign here.”
My mom handed Devin a slip of paper that had the account number on it. Devin took the pen, wrote down the numbers and then signed his name.
“There we have it,” Peppercorn said. “You are now Prince Yorkshire. Congratulations.”
“Thank you very much.”
“My lawyer will have the money transferred immediately. You can verify it by phone. My driver will take you all back to your hotel.”
We sat in silence in the limo as we drove through the streets of London. I still didn't know how much money we were worth now, but judging by Devin's blank face, it was more than anyone could ever spend in a thousand lifetimes.
We returned to the hotel and stood in the lobby. “What do we do now?” I asked.
My mom looked like she was about to cry. This really was a life-changing day. “Our flight is not until tomorrow morning so we have the night to celebrate. I say we go out to the most expensive dinner ever. Load up on so much food that we need to be rolled back to our rooms.”
My stomach definitely agreed with that.
“And we're already dressed,” Devin added.
“I need to go back to my room and freshen up first,” my mom said. “Can we meet back here in an hour.”
“I desperately need to take a shower,” I said. “Can we make it two hours?”
“Well it's only 2:00 PM London time so that should be fine. Better eat a snack from the minibar to hold yourself over. Money is no object anymore so go crazy.”
“That sounds like a divine idea,” I said, already imagining the types of candy and booze I could consume.
Devin and I returned back to the room. “How does it feel to be a real-life prince now?” I asked.
“Feels like a million bucks,” Devin replied, laughing. He turned back to serious. “Thank you for coming with me.”
I brushed it off. “That was nothing. I would've come even if you weren't receiving a fortune. I'll be there if you ever need me.”
“That's what I like about you,” he said.
An awkward moment passed between us. I didn't know what else to say.
“I'm going to go take a shower now.” And I escaped into the bathroom.
Chapter Five
I shut the door and looked at myself in the mirror. My cheeks were red as blood from being so flushed. My heart was racing. What was going on with me?
I turned on the shower and let the steam fill the room. The mirror fogged up and I undressed. I slipped under the hot water and let it relax my muscles.
My life was about the change in so many ways. Would I ever have to work again? Should I even finish college?
There were a lot of questions that needed to be answered. But first I wanted to enjoy myself. I was in a foreign country with all the money in the world. Time to live it up.
The shower door opened and Devin jumped in. He was completely naked.
My heart flew out of my throat. “What are you doing in here!”
I didn't even need to ask the question. I knew why he was here. And I wanted it just as much as he did.
The water ran down Devin's perfectly combed hair. He didn't move and just stared at me with desire in his eyes.
I hadn't seen him shirtless in ages and apparently I was missing out.
Devin was cut from stone. His chest, arms, and abs were abnormally defined. Did real people even look like that? I thought only Photoshop could achieve perfection like this.
Devin reached out with his hand and grabbed mine. A shiver ran up my spine. The hairs on the back of my neck raised up. He pulled me into his arms and our nude bodies pressed against each other.
His throbbing member was pinned against my stomach. I couldn't control my breathing. I'd never felt this level of excitement before. Devin put his finger on my chin and lifted my head until our eyes connected.
/> He told me all he needed to say through one look.
The past was dead and our time was finally here.
His mouth met mine and fireworks went off. His hand wrapped around my waist and brought me closer. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations. Devin's lips were gentle yet firm. His tongue danced with mine.
I had to break away just to catch my breath.
That kiss would rank in the top ten kisses ever. Nothing could ever compare.
“I've been wanting to do that for a long time,” Devin said.
“I wish you had done it sooner.”
Devin let out a chuckle. “If I knew it was going to be that good, I would have.”
“Then we better make up for lost time.”
Devin took my hands and raised them above my head. He pushed me up against the green tiled wall that was cold to the touch. He held my arms up with one hand while the other hand wandered down to my breasts.
His fingers lightly grazed the top of my peaks before taking a handful. He bent down and flicked my nipple with his tongue. It became hard and he wrapped his lips around it, sucking on me hard.
“That feels so good,” I moaned out.
Devin kissed me next, his hand running down my stomach and over my pubic mound. His fingers moved against my sex and a rush of ecstasy washed over me. He collected my wetness between his index finger and middle finger and tasted me.
He closed his eyes. “You taste so good.”
I couldn't help myself. I leaned in and kissed him. The taste of me still lingered on his tongue.
Devin was done teasing me now. He was uncontrollable. He spun me around until I faced away from him. His fingers raked down my back as the water rushed against me. Devin came down to my ass and slapped my cheeks hard.
I screamed out in pain.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“Yes,” I gasped out.
Devin jiggled my big ass before slapping me again and again. Each hit brought a crazy mix of pain and ecstasy. I couldn't tell the two apart anymore.
All of the sudden, Devin plunged his gigantic cock into my soaking wet pussy. We both groaned as he pushed further and further inside me. My tight hole expanded to accommodate the massive size.
“You feel so fucking good,” I yelled.
Devin gripped my love handles and began to thrust slowly at first. He started to pick up speed as he found his rhythm. His body crashed into mine, drilling his super thick cock so deep.
My breathing quickened. I flexed my legs and found my release, coming all around Devin.
“Yeah, baby. Come for me,” he moaned.
The pleasure subsided just enough for me to become conscious again.
Devin held onto the back of my neck, forcing me into the wall. His hips rocked back and forth, my ass pounding against him.
“You better get ready again because I'm going to fill you to the brim,” Devin said.
Chapter Six
I thought I was prepared for what was next.
But nothing could prepare me for the onslaught of orgasms.
“Come inside me, my prince,” I yelled.
Calling Devin that word invigorated him. His nails broke my skin and he fucked me so hard that I thought I was going to break into a million pieces.
He groaned and a warm flood of come sprayed into me. I came at the same time, screaming his name over and over again. Devin buried his seed deep within me. Our bodies became one under the shower.
I thought it was all over but my body wasn't done yet. Even if Devin was.
He stayed inside me, slowly becoming soft. Another orgasm hit me like a freight train. My body was riddled with spasms. I could barely get a breath in. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
Devin slipped out of me and the void was immense. I needed to be filled again.
I couldn't hold my body at bay. I collapsed onto the shower floor and rubbed my clit furiously. Another orgasm fired off while Devin watched me with ravenous eyes. I flopped around in the water, convulsing until the aftershocks wore off.
“God damn, you're fucking sexy, Britton,” Devin said.
I inhaled deeply, trying to regain some oxygen. “I don't know what happened. I've never come that many times before. I couldn't control myself.”
“I didn't know I could have that effect on a woman.” Devin sat down on the shower floor and gathered me in his arms. “I want to make you feel that way every day.”
I laughed. “I don't know if my body could handle it.”
Devin's smile turned sly. “We'll just have to see.” He kissed me passionately and I got lost again. “We need to get ready. Your mom is waiting for us downstairs.”
“Shit I totally forgot. I could've spent the rest of my life in the shower with you. You're going to have to help me up though. I don't think my legs can support me anymore.”
Devin stood up and grabbed both of my arms as he helped me up. My head instantly felt lightheaded and I swayed from side to side. “Got up too fast,” I said.
Devin turned off the shower and gave me a towel. Anything else I can get for you?”
“A new body would be nice,” I said.
“I like your body just the way it is,” Devin replied.
“How much time do we have?” I asked.
Devin checked his watch on the bathroom counter. “We were supposed to meet your mom forty-five minutes ago.”
We both got ready in a flash. Devin helped zip up my dress as the final act. My hair was still wet but there wasn't much I could do about that.
We descended the stairs arm-in-arm. I needed Devin to help prop me up or I'd collapse. Most of my muscles weren't working anymore.
My mom was waiting at the bottom, her arms crossed and her foot tapping. “There you guys are. What took you so long?”
I spoke first. “I had some bathroom problems.”
Devin's eyebrow arched.
“Well I didn't need to know the specifics, Britton.” My mom took a step backwards. “Wow, look at you two. Just like a prince and a princess.”
Devin and I looked at each other endearingly.
Devin was a real prince now and his loving eyes told me that I was his princess.
The End
Story Thirty Eight
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