All Chapters of Prince Charming's one-night stand : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

She carefully slipped off the short see-through robe she had on. Then, she went up to Mario, and on her tippy toes, she extended her tongue to his earlobe, earning a moan from him. "You are so good at this." He mumbled, lifting her onto his chest. "You're just like her, a good-girl on face value, a baddie at heart." Jack shook his head from side to side, and pulled his friend aside from the voracious woman's hands. "I need to borrow him for a minute." He told her, then he dragged him outside. She shrugged and waited, her arms on her bare breasts. Mario's shorts tugged at his bulging cock as he got dragged by Jack. He knew that he was doing the most insane thing in the whole wide world, but he liked to care about the only things that mattered..."At the moment. I only want to care about what matters right now, and that is us going into that room and drilling the hell out of that damsel, okay?" He whispered back. "I did not want to sleep around tonight, but once I heard her name, oh

Chapter 13: Newly Found Whatever With no option left to choose, Jack dragged her along, unsure of where they were headed. “You see, Jack, I think I can give you everything you want,” She paused to look him in the eye, “If only you let me.” “What do you mean by everything I want?” He asked with his eyes, but she just flashed him another open-toothed smile. When they crossed to the other end of the street and she hailed a taxi, he just followed, like a mule led to the slaughterhouse. He needed to be anywhere but the crime scene, so it was allowed. Fifteen minutes later, he was seated in her room in a dingy little house, near the popular café Mericourt. “You have a nice house by the way. Small but comfy." He commented, strangely feeling at home. He thought it was crazy that he briefly forgot that his house had just been labelled a crime scene, and he was going to be in a financial mess for the next several weeks. Besides it wasn't the best idea flirting with the girl that made

As soon as he uttered those words, he pressed his cock into her wall, and she moaned back at him, urging him on. "Hell, yes, daddy. Stick it in..." She moaned, very nonchalantly as usual of her. But she was not done with him. She waited for him to get inside her before she would ask the next question. But, somehow he did not. He stood there, unmoving as if he was stuck. Belle turned back to see what was up, and her finger brushed his thigh and she felt the heat on his body-he was extremely tense. "Hey, Jack, let me help you." She said and got off him. "I know just what you need." She pushed him to the bed with force, but surprisingly, he landed safely, his back on the bed. Then, she mounted him, and surreptitiously slipped him inside her with her hand. Once she had him deep inside, she began a slow rotation of her hips. "Belle, now that's it, oh yeah..." He groaned, watching the expression on her face change from pleasure to pain and back. "Good girl." As she moved, the dampne

That afternoon, they both decided to lodge in an hotel, but Jack's mind could not concentrate on the present-he wondered who stalked them, and for what. There was still so much to talk about, but it was more important to take action. "I am going to visit her address-the one she told me about." Mario broke the silence, and Jack could not believe his ears. If he was being like this, then there was indeed something behind that woman. He turned inconveniently in his bed, and thought deeply about how hot sex with the fake Belle was. If Mario was being illogical in this situation, then he was also allowed to think about sex. He shut his eyes and drowned his ears in those fantasies. He could see her crawling up to him and tugging at his shorts, rubbing his bare chest, doing all those things that made him crave the forbidden. "When I picked her from the bar the first night I met her, she didn't want to go there...to her home. She seemed scared." Mario added, but Jack was still in his day

Jack, on the other hand was out following the orders of his stalker on phone. He rounded a bend that led towards a dead-end. He knew there was a dead-end there, because it was very deserted and overgrown with creeping plants. "Hey, you exhausted your minutes. Say goodbye to your Bianca." The caller said to him. So Jack quickened his pace, but the more he walked, the more he had to walk. He had never walked that far all his life. "Where exactly are you?" He stopped to catch his breath, and waited for an answer. He wondered if he was stupid- he could literally be walking into a trap without knowing it. He looked behind him and saw how far he had come-in only fifteen minutes. Now he was stuck: the road had come to an end. "Where are you? This is a dead-end, I'm stuck here. Was that the right address you gave me, huh?" He yelled at his caller, but he heard him chuckle. "Wait, what? You were deceiving me, right? How dare you laugh?" Jack's neck got covered with a thin layer of sweat