The Fall of a Proud Princess

Chapter 9- Disney Problems

CONRAD

Dani is drunk.

I’ve seen her drunk before but not like this.

She’s slurring her words and her eyes are so small they are basically a line but damnit she still looks adorable and isn't behaving sloppy or destructive and her face lights up the moment she sees me walk down the stairs and towards her by the bar.

I hate it because I want it to be real.

I don’t want her to be intoxicated in order to be excited to see me but she is and she snakes her arms aroud my neck like I’m a horizontal bar when I reach her.

I'm about to talk but she smiles so wide when we lock her eyes, I feel my cheeks heat up.

"Hi hubby," her fingers run down my neck.

"Wifey," I wrap my hand around her waist.

I look at Ceasar our bodyguard for an explanation for her state and he points to the 3 empty long glasses that I assume used to have Dani’s drink.

“You smell so good.” She hiccups.

“Do I?” I hold her steady when she sways and she nods before hiccupping again. “I think it’s time we head back to the room then to bed, yeah?”

“Promises, promises.” She removes her hands and walks ahead of us.

After giving Ceasar her coat and bag, she jumps on my back when I offer to give her a piggyback ride to the car. I give her another one when we arrive at our hotel and go up to our room.

The stares we receive when I walk down the lobby with my wife hiccupping on my back and a giant person like Ceasor holding her tiny handbag are almost comical.

“Can you please remove my shoes,” she sits on the king-sized bed and extends her leg.

“Of course.” I kneel in front of her red version of screw me heels.

I feel her eyes on me as I pull the heels off her tiny feet that have black nail polished toes. I give them a massage since the shoes look new and I know how much new shoes can hurt.

Another thing I learned from my sisters.

“You’re a good husband,” she hiccups. “You’re going to make—”

“Stop.” I stand and she lets out another hiccup. “Should I get you water?”

“It won’t help,” she hiccups. “I’m hiccup drunk and last time I was hiccup drunk, I was 16 and my parents had just split up.” She falls back on the matress and runs her hands through her hair.

I just stare at her because this is the first piece of information she has offered me willingly. But I know now, is not the time to talk about it so I pick up her shoes and ask “you have stages?”

I walk to the bathroom and turn the shower on.

Yes, I'm jerking off again.

I’m kind of getting used to it which is sad but Dani is wearing skinny jeans that make her ass look amazing and I'm still riding the high from Vegas where not only did she take care of but also let me sleep in the same bed as her.

Having her sleep in my arms was like heaven. She thought I had isominia from the grief but it was because I wanted to watch her sleep and it was everything I imagined and to top things off, she got Bruno flown in.

Having her there for me was everything I ever imagined having a partner would be like.

I nearly slapped myself for serving her with divorce papers when I saw her climb in the bathtub with me the night after the wake.

It was so natural and easy and when she listened to me vent about everything, I could tell she was really listening and not just pretending to.

I realized then that the reason our marriage was not working out is because we’ve been apart.

Arranged marriage or not, Dani and were meant to be together so when Jeremy said I still had to fly to Japan for work, I dragged her along so she sees it too.

I won’t leave her side for the next 3weeks. I want to see if I am right or if the Jack Daniels was the one thinking.

“I have layers,” she answers when I walk back in but I barely hear her because her pants have disappeared. “And you’ve seen two, giggly and hiccups.”

She pads around the room in her little boy cut underwear and tiny top that shows her shoulders.

“Noted,” I shrug off my shirt and grab a towel.

I don’t realize someone’s in the bathroom let alone opening the shower door as I come down from the high of my climax.

I just feel a loofah touch my back making me jump and when I turn around, I find a bare and naked Daniellah adding shower gel to a wet loofah.

“What in the fuc—”

“You were taking so long and I wanted to shower.” She rubs the sponge against my chest

“There’s a bathtub in the—in the—in here.” I shut my eyes so I can form a coherent sentence.

It’s like I’m being drugged because all my senses are messed up.

I can't believe I'm finally seeing her naked.

“But I’ve always wanted to shower with someone.” She moves under the water and it wets her hair back, making it in black.

“Dani.” I'm begging, for what I'm not sure.

I’ve seen her almost naked multiple times but she’s really naked now, like bare and without any clothes.

Her perky perfect boobs stare at me as her areolas harden under my gaze and her narrow waist shows her flat toned stomach. She has an innie, how did I not notice that last time?

Because you were staring at her t**s, my subconscious reminds.

My eyes travel lower and of course her love button is smooth and waxed. I could tell from the tiny underwear she wears but I would kill for that thin piece of cloth right now because it feels like I’m losing my mind.

I have the hottest woman I have ever seennaked and she’s been bathing me with a loofah as I stare at her like an i***t.

If Vegas was a dream then Tokyo is—

“Can you get my back?” She hands me the spongy loofah and turns around to offer me the most perfect grabbable ass I’ve seen.

Those jeans did it justice because if I was chewing gum, it would be choking me right now.

"Please," she looks over her shoulder adding the kill shot.

“f**k it,” I take the loofah and put a s**t ton of showering gel even though its already soapy.

I begin to scrub her back but once I start I can't stop.

I bathe her like baby but I do it with shaky hands and a full hard on. I rub the loofah in every single part of her body and I do such a thorough job, her skin turns red once I'm done.

And my girl makes sure to return the favor when it's her turn. Even though my focus was on her chest area more than most parts, Dani seems to think my groin is my dirtiest body part.

I didn’t directly touch her boobs and she make sure to not directly touch my length but I’m so hot and in heat, a few rubs in the right direction and the pre-c*m doesn’t stop.

“You have a big shlong.” She wraps a towel around her body finally putting my heart pounding to rest.

“A what?” I rub towel in my hair and she smiles before pointing at my semi.

“On, thanks?” I'm filled with a little pride. "You're a very sexy naked lady."

It comes off creepy but it makes her laugh.

"Thank?" She's out of the bathroom with a teethy smile that shows her vampire fangy teeth.

I contemplate going back to the shower and finding another release but fatigue wins so I follow her out but as ss fate would have it, Dani wearing my Brown t-shirt to bed and one of my boxers continuing the torture.

At this point, this girl looks good in everything and whether she’s in clothes or not my shlong seems to react either way.

"I didn't pack any extra pj's since we were only supposed to be gone a week, so I'll be borrowing some of yours" its the explanation I get as I shrug on plaid pants and a loose t-shirt.

"Okay," my voice resembles one of a caveman's growl.

“Is it weird how pent up and horny I am,” she sighs when I slip in bed next to her.

Yes, she's letting me sleep next to her again.

“It would be weird if you were not” I breathe to steady my heart.

We face each other when we lay down, our wet hair soaking the pillows as I study her beautiful face and she nibbles on her lip.

I've never seen someone so perfect before.

She makes the first move throwing her leg over my waist and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from growling.

“Your eyes are the most perfect shade of grey I have ever seen.” She cups my face with her tiny left hand, the coldness of her ring creating goosebumps all over my body.

“You’re drunk.” I remind myself and her.

I didn't drink tonight but that's proving to be a big mistake because this feels like torture.

“I know and it’s the only reason why I can say what about to say,” she moves closer to me. “Thank you Conrad,” her thumb grazes my jawline.

"What?" My pulse jumps.

“You have been more than patient with me. You cared for me and for a bit there you even freed me.” Her hand disappears as I sit up, "you're literally perfect" those are the words that make me look at her.

I pull her to me and lift over my lap, her legs falling on exh side of me as I lean against the headboard.

“Then why do you want to leave me?” I cup her face, “why do you want to—” I’m cut off by her lips on mine.

I try to break the kiss but when her tongue slips in my mouth and her ass rocks over my d**k as she moves closer I lose it.

There’s only so much self-restraint a man can have.

I practically eat her mouth and even flip us so she’s underneath me. She tries to take things further but pulling on my shirt but I opt for something I’ve always wanted to do since she started wearing those screw me heels.

I eat her out.

My wife’s moans fill our penthouse suite as I feast on her love button. When her liquid explodes all over my mouth it catches me off guard but is very well accepted.

I coat her body with kisses and I admit a few hickeys all the way from her stomach and up to her neck as she messes up my hair and runs her smooths legs behind mine.

“Again, so perfect.” Dani is out of breath when we finally get a grip.

“Yes, you are.” I kiss her cheek before dropping next to her.

For the first time after a night out, Dani wakes up before me. The only reason I wake up is because Jeremy calls me to remind me of branch with the associates in Japan.

“Dans???” I walk out of the room to find her sitting in the balcony in a bathrobe, drinking from a tea cup.

“Morning,” she lifts her cup before sipping.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” I take the seat opposite to her.

I’m a little nervous to talk to her sober.

“Great,” she pours me a cup of the black liquid she’s drinking. It’s coffee.

"Really?" I add 3spoons sugar.

“I mean, my head won’t stop pounding but I’m weirdly in a great mood.”

“Do you have any idea why?”

Is it because I ate you out? Is what I really want to ask.

“My husband has an amazing tongue, it kept hitting the right spot.” I spit back into my cup.

“So you remember? Everything?” She hands me a napkin as I cough.

“You mean the getting drunk at a club or the making you carry me around after? Or do you mean me seducing you in the shower and epically failing or seducing you in bed and epically succeeding.”

She hides half of her face with the teacup as I laugh. So she wasn’t as drunk as I thought.

Thank heavens for that.

“I think that’s everything.” I add creamer to my coffee. I didn’t know she takes hers black.

“It was consensual Conrad, all of it.” Her hand cups mine, “I don’t regret a thing.”

My heart actually flutters.

"Good," I kiss her hand. "Because I don't either." She smiles back at me.

We order a ton of room service for breakfast to get rid of her headache. I conference in Jeremy after that, so he briefs me about my branch meeting that I had him push to lunch since I already ate with my wife.

On my way out, I kiss Dani’s cheek goodbye before heading to my meeting and rush out before I could see how she took it.

And it only settles in on the ride to my meeting,

DANIELLAH

I caved.

I want to blame it on the strong liquor but it’s him, it’s Conrad.

It was the way he kept texting Ceasar during his meeting to check on me.

It was the way he offered to give me a piggyback because he saw me look at the flight of stairs like they were the plague.

It was the way he removed my shoes and massaged my feet after wearing the most gorgeous but painful shoes ever made.

And the way he looks at me and I mean really look at me, like he really sees me.

Its Conrad and I was determined to reward him by sleeping with him last night since I don’t have the guts to do it fully sober. I threw caution to the wind and walked into the shower with him.

Naked and full of temptation.

I don’t miss the way his pants tighten up around the groin area every time I expose a little skin here and there. And even though he didn’t give me what I want, I got my release.

I woke up wrapped in his arms again for the 6th time in a row and it was heaven.

I was bottomless and less tense and even though I thought last night was dream that moment waking up made it real.

Then it turned too real when he kissed me goodbye.

I want to get laid, not fix our loveless marriage.

The ship on that boat has sailed. The yellow envelope at our Beverly Hills home made that clear.

I am dealing with the pending divorce in my way and when it hits the media, I won’t be able to get laid for a while unless I start an affair with a bodyguard but that’s too scandalous, even for me.

"Hello?" Emily yawns.

"Hey Em, are you free to talk?" I tug at the hem of Conrad's t-shirt.

I packed in a rush and for a week trip to Vegas, it's been 9days and I've run out of clothes so now I'm wearing.

"Yes, my girlfriend’s mom is over. Save me!" I hear her close a door.

So I offload, I don’t tell her the specifics but I give her the highlights. She signed an NDA so I know she can’t sell the story of my marital problems and even if she didn’t, she’s a pretty decent person and can keep a secret.

"Well then seduce him." Its her suggestion.

"Emily!" I scold.

"Dani, he is your husband for Christ sake." She reminds.

"I know." I look at my ring.

"Then put on some sexy lingerie and screw your husband! For someone who claims they don’t live in a fairytale you have some Disney problems girl."

"Disney problems?" I have divorce papers waiting for me back home.

I don't recall seeing that part in Snow White or Cinderalla after they got married.

"Look, you have the world’s sweetest husband and the only reason he is holding back is because you’re like a stone wall." She sighs. "Even though you both don’t notice it, the man worships you. Getting him to screw your brains out will be easy."

"Easier said than done."

"For once it is, I’m hanging up now." There's a knock on her door.

"Ems, I’m your boss." I scoff.

"And you’re in Tokyo with a gorgeous rich man who put a ring on it and adores you fully. Have fun and bring me something." I snort at the phone and hang up.

Despite keeping it professional during working hours, Emily is very unprofessional and funny once she’s off the clock and has wine in her system.

But I take her advice and take a quick shower before going shopping. I need more clothes and I have a lot of free time.

“Holy crap!” I drop my toothbrush when I see the number of hickeys on my neck and chest.

When did he even give me these?

Weirdly, a smile creeps on my face because despite dating Aiden and sleeping with him. He was very vanilla about everything and never gave me anything.

But Conrad though…

For a guy who looks so vanilla, he is everything but and I f*****g love it.

I’ve never met someone so rough yet so soft and so square but also kind of bad in a hot dangerous conseual way.

Mr. Hilton the third is a rare breed that I plan on screwing the crap out of tonight.