He Called Me Princess. Disaster Engagement Series Book 3 Lynn Smith

Episode 2

he began to really pound into me all the time kissing my neck. He then grabbed my breast hard and started to suck my n****e. as I came all I can remember him saying is “that’s a good girl” I had forgot that he used to say that all the time, that’s why it turned me on so much. “Are you ok sweetheart” he asked as he lovingly kissed my cheek “yeah that was fantastic” he was smiling as he continued to grind in and out of me. “I love it when you come, you’re so sexy. Come here” he lay on his back “I want to watch you ride my d**k” I climbed on top of him, he was big but it felt good. He threw his head back and I could hear him whisper “Jesus sweetheart” i could tell he was close, “don’t come inside me Michael” I said breathless with pleasure. Then he grabbed my hips with both hands and slammed me down onto his d**k. I tried to struggle away but he bucked his hips up into me over and over until he stilled and I could feel him come inside me. Once he had caught his breath he let out a little laugh “I’m sorry sweetheart, I couldn’t hang on any longer” I slapped his arm then kissed him “I’m going to kill you Michael” he rolled me onto my back and kissed me gently “im sorry Lydia, if it’s a girl she will have long dark hair and big beautiful eyes like you. And if it’s a boy we can call him Michael Junior” “have you thought about it before?” “Of course I have sweetheart I love you and we are meant to be together” “I love you too, but I don’t think we should be having babies right now do you?” He gave me a smile “no not right now, but I would love to practice making one” he flipped me onto my stomach and I let out a scream, he slapped my arse hard “quiet down, you’ll wake the neighbors” he kissed down my back along to my Michael tattoo and then further down he caressed my ass cheek then slapped it again. I let out a scream of excitement “you never could stay quiet sweetheart” I could feel him going up onto his knees and he straddled me so that my legs were trapped between his. Then I could feel his hard on nudging into my already wet p***y. Before I knew it he was f*****g me hard from behind I tried to sit up a little but he put both hands on my back and pushed me down. He had me pinned to the bed as he f****d me hard and quick. “You feel incredible, your mine do you hear me you belong to me. Tell me you belong to me” “I’m yours Michael only yours” he continued to drill into me and then I could feel him twitch inside me as he came and whispered “sweetheart” through gritted teeth and slumped onto my back. He breathlessly kissed my neck and whispered into my ear “I love you my little sweetheart” “I love you too” “I need to catch my flight back to Boston in 4 hours, what could we do for four hours?” He said with a laugh. “I can think of a few things” we went for a shower and made love again by now my legs were weak, he had exhausted me. I sat on the bed wrapped in a towel watching him getting dressed. I’d had an incredible night with him but I just wondered where this left us? As he was putting on his tie he said “what are thinking about sweetheart?” With a concerned look on his face. “I was just thinking about what you had said earlier, about us being meant for each other” “I meant what I said I love you very much” he said very matter of factly “but what is this with us? Are we just going to bump into each other every couple of years and shag?” “No of course not” he sat down next to me and took my face in his hands and kissed me then lay beside me “I’m filming in Boston and after that I have two weeks off to go home to Ireland to see my dad for his birthday and then I’m straight to Italy to start a new film I would love it if you could come with me” i thought about it for a second “I can’t Michael I have a life in LA now and I’m busy recording the album” he looked disappointed “I meant what I said, you belong to me, even if we can’t be together right now we will be one day” he searched into his jacket pocket and gave me his card “here’s my number please call me whenever you can, day or night, it kills me not being with you, but the reason I’m jumping from one movie to the next is so that I can be successful and I can give you the life you deserve” I stroked his face, I didn’t realize that he was doing all this for me “you don’t need to look after me I do pretty well for myself” i said with a chuckle “I know sweetheart but I want to be just as successful as you” Michael had always been old fashioned and I never thought he would ever be the type to name drop me or ask me to open any doors for him, unlike Stefan that got me to write his songs then pretended to the world that he and I were looking at wedding venues just so he could sell a few records. Although Michael was already successful and famous I think he was saying that he wanted to make a fortune for us to be together, even though I had been happy with him in his old flat in London when we were nobodies, then he said “you’re still young when your ready to settle down I will be there waiting for you” I was confused was he saying that I was a slag that was out parting and shagging around “what does that mean!” I snapped “I know your not out sleeping with loads of guys or anything but I know you still have a bit of living to do. I mean you couldn’t go on the road with the boys if your married to me and I know you love the band. I wouldn’t ask you to choose between me and the band because I don’t think I would like your answer right now. But in a few years we can settle down somewhere just the two of us” He was right because I loved being with the boys and we were at the height of our career I could have went with him and gave up the band but I didn’t want to look back in 5, 10, 20 years time with any regrets “just promise me you won’t get engaged to some prick again or marry some little arsehole again before you give me a chance” He always had a way of making me smile “ok Michael I promise” he grabbed me close and kissed me passionately and I didn’t want to let him go. He put his hand inside my towel and gently rubbed my ass “I thought you had to leave?” I said in my sexist voice “f**k it sweetheart” and he took off my towel.

Before I knew it it was the day of Carmela and Chris's wedding. We all managed to get to Scotland in one piece and I was kind of glad to be on home soil for a while. My mum and dad couldn't make the wedding because my dad had hurt his back and couldn't fly. I was relieved because it meant I could relax without my mum giving the big man such a hard time. On the morning of the wedding I was the first one to get my hair and make up done. Carmela stormed into the suite holding little waterfall. She was nearly 7 months old now and she was the cutest little baby I had ever seen. Personality wise she was just like her dad nothing could ever get her down she just smiled all the time, "Lydia the nanny isn't here yet she's running late can you look after waterfall so I can get ready" "yeah no problem" I took her from Carmela and she was getting really heavy. She's being a little grumpy today" but when I looked at her she was still smiling. "Ok I will let you guys get ready" an hour passed and I had been playing peek a boo with waterfall the whole time. Then her face turned bright purple. I had seen that look before and it had not been pleasant. I lay her on her back on the bed and went through her nappy bag to find a fresh nappy and some wipes. I took a deep breath as I peeled off her dirty nappy. My god it was like an explosion. No wonder she was bright purple. As I was taking off the dirty nappy and putting the new one on she had the same familiar look on her face. And she s**t all over my hands. It was revolting. I actually gagged. I knew it wasn't her fault but it was vile. I ran screaming into the bathroom and washed my hands I felt sick as I scrubbed my skin until it nearly bleed. Then little waterfall started to cry, "oh I'm sorry honey auntie Lydia will just be a minute" I shouted out to her in my most gentlest voice. "Just one minute honey" as I quickly went back into the bedroom I noticed that she was playing with something. "What are you up too" I said in my baby voice and then I noticed that it was Carmela's veil and it was covered in Waterfalls s**t. "Oh my god" I whispered "no no no no no" I took it out of her chubby little fingers. I forgot I had it, April gave it to me earlier and I had put it on my bed. I was totally panicked, Carmela and her mum were stressed out enough, I quickly cleaned up waterfall and the vail but the s**t stains wouldn’t come out. I hid the veil in my handbag. I put on my bridesmaid dress and shoes and fixed my make up. Waterfall and I headed through to the honeymoon suite. Carmela and her mum were standing in front of the mirror crying and hugging "I just wish your father was here today" April was standing in the corner playing with her phone and Stacey was too busy worrying how her own hair was looking to notice if any one else in the world was alive. "Carmela you look breathtaking" I said "thank you Lydia, and there's my baby girl. Thanks for looking after her today. At least I have one good bridesmaid" she said but Stacey and April didn't bat an eyelash. I felt so guilty she wouldn't be saying that if she knew what was in my handbag. I put waterfall into her pram. "So that's you ready let's head down and get this party started" I said. "No we have a little time and I need my veil" "oh right, I'll get it, where is it?" "Its in the bathroom I think" "no its not there, where could it be" said Carmela's mum "why don't I run out and buy you a new one it will only take 10 minutes" "no it was my grandmothers it was passed down to me" then she looked at little waterfall "and one day you will wear it on your big day" I felt awful how could I have been so stupid "and it's my something old" holy s**t what am I going to do. "Don't look so nervous Lydia its fine we will find it. I just got a text from the best man he says he needs a word with you. He's in his hotel room" "which best man?" I asked "Fran" she said with a huge smile on her face. Carmela was desperate for me and Fran to be together. It's all she spoke about, she was actually obsessed. I told her repeatedly that we were just friends but it only added to her obsession. "Ok I will go and see him now, its 20 minutes till show time so everyone better get a move on" "it's not a gig Lydia" said Carmela with a laugh. I grabbed my bag and went along the hallway to Frans room. He opened the door and he took my breath away. He was so handsome. He was wearing a black suit and tie and his short dark hair was slicked back his perfect white shirt complimented his tanned skin. He always smelt incredible. And there I was wearing a horrible dress and holding a bag full of Waterfalls s**t. "You look amazing gorgeous" his eyes were sparkly. "Did you need to speak to me?" "Yeah come in" I went into his suite and it screamed out Franco. His bed was immaculately made. His window shutters were at a perfect angle and the place smelled amazing, I had always loved his aftershave. "What's up honey?" I asked I was desperate to get away I needed to try and clean the baby s**t off this veil before I got caught. "You look beautiful. Come over here I have something for you" I dropped my bag beside the front door and went over to him. He was sat on the edge of his bed. He looked super nervous. He patted the bed next to him and I sat down. He let out a little sigh. He put his hand into his inside jacket pocket and pulled out a small box. "Lydia this was my Gran's and I want you to have it" he opened the box and it was a beautiful sapphire and diamond pendant on a white gold chain. "Francis, it's beautiful and it's the perfect colour to match my dress. You are so thoughtful. Thank you so much" his face broke into a huge smile and he seemed pleased that I liked it. "Can you help me put it on" I stood in front of the mirror as he stood behind me struggling with the clasp, I noticed his hands were shaking and he was shuffling from one foot to another. “Fran, it's gorgeous thank you” I looked at him in the mirror then back to admiring the lovely gift. "You're gorgeous” he said and although I was grateful, I was also confused “Why are you giving this to me? You should keep it for someone special" he was still behind me he put both hands on my shoulders "you are special and I wanted you to wear it today, it can be your something old and something blue" I let out a small laugh "but I'm not the bride Fran, I don't get to have all that stuff" "I wanted you to have it because the last time we walked up the aisle together it didn't have the best ending. And I'm so happy that after everything we are still close and still.. you know best friends" "that's so sweet honey" he rubbed his fingers along the back of my neck fixing the chain and all my nerve ending where on fire. It felt really good to be touched by him but I had to mentally slap myself, because in his words we were ‘best friends’ and that’s all we would ever be. I stared at his perfect chiseled jaw in the mirror and I couldn’t help but let out a sigh. When was I ever going to get over him? “I need to speak to you about something Lydia" he said my stomach sank, this didn't sound good. He wasn't smiling which wasn't unusual but he looked nervous. He was still standing behind me staring at me in the mirror "what's up?" I asked trying to sound cool “I need to explain to you how I feel, that I can't carry on like I have been. That life's to short you know?” he stared screwing up his face. It was an expression as if he was in pain. "Are you okay honey?” I asked but he couldn’t look at me” “yeah it's just that for the past few years....well actually a lot longer than that..." I had stoped listening, he was rabbiting on about something but I could tell by his face that he could smell that awful smell coming from my handbag. I didn't want him to think it was me. "So what I'm trying to say gorgeous is.." I interrupted him "it's s**t" "what" his face dropped "its a bag of s**t Fran" "it's not a bag of s**t, I mean what I say" "it's not me, it's s**t" he looked away from me. "I can't believe this" he said and shook his head. "It took a lot for me to talk to you today and for you to say that it's a lot of s**t it really hurts" "what are you talking about Fran, I wasn't even listening to you. I’m talking about that terrible smell, it isn't me it's a bag of s**t" he looked totally confused. I turned to face him. "I changed wee waterfalls nappy and well it wasn't pretty and it ended up everywhere. Then she grabbed Carmela's veil and covered it with s**t. Then I had to hide it in my handbag and everyone is looking for it, and if they find out it's my fault then they will all say I'm the worst bridesmaid ever, even though I'm the best one, because Stacey and April are terrible. He screwed up his eyes "Lydia are you trying to tell me there is a bag of waterfalls s**t in my room" I nodded my head “yes, that's what that terrible smell is, it's not me" he let out a huge laugh "oh my god how do you get yourself into these situations?” I slapped his chest “shut up Franco, someone will hear you. what am I going to do?” When he finally stopped laughing he said “firstly you need to get rid of that thing, hide it, destroy it, what ever you can do, do it, then secondly never mention it to anyone ever again" "I can't do that, it was her dead grandmothers veil and she wore it at her wedding" he grabbed me by my shoulders "I know this is bad Lydia but just hide the dead body and never think about it again" I nodded my head. He was right, I was terrified to tell them the truth. he pulled me gently into a cuddle and I felt instantly relaxed. I hugged him back and I couldn’t help but let out a little moan because it felt so good to be in his arms. “I needed this" I said and then I remembered that he wanted to speak to me about something important. I pulled away a little and I looked up at his gorgeous brown eyes “I'm sorry Fran, what were you saying earlier, you said you needed to speak to me” He kissed the end of my nose and I couldn’t help but smile, he was a drop dead gorgeous rock star and here he was gently kissing me but I knew I was one of millions of women that wanted him. “Don’t worry about that now, this isn't the right time. We can talk later” I grabbed his handsome face with both my hands and forced him to look at me. “Are you ok Francis?” I asked and to my relief he said “yeah I'm fine" I went back in for another cuddle and this time I held him so tight that I heard him let out a little moan. Well not so much of a moan and more of a whimper. I knew I was either holding him too tight or he could smell Waterfalls nappy. “Fran do I smell of s**t? be honest" I asked. He kissed my cheek “no gorgeous you smell lovely, you smell like.. you" and I was so relieved, because no body likes a shitty bridesmaid.