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

Episode 6

Fran had pissed off Lydia a few years ago when she caught him banging some Lydia Knight lookalike but this would send her over the edge. I asked the girls to take some photos of them together to prove to Lydia that he wasn't perfect. I just had to get him drunk enough that he would shag the two of them and not realise I had set him up. Then leak the photos to the press. she would never forgive him for that. This was going to be my masterpiece. This would get shot of him once and for all. Lydia always ran away when stuff got too much for her. Even when we were kids everyone called her Speedy because she was constantly running, I just wish we would have known then that she was running away from my brother. So I knew if this came out in the press she would run, and I had to be right there with her. If I could get her on her own for a few weeks and dump Stacey I'm sure I could win her over. But now Tommy was sniffing about again and he was shitting all over my plan. I had to come up with something to get rid of him. I know she was saying nothing was going on but I know that cockney prick, he won't stop till he gets her again. And I have a bad feeling about this. I've waited years to have my chance with her and he wasn't going to spoil it for me. I just needed to play it cool. After all me and Fran had chased hundreds of guys away over the years, I just had to come up with a plan. I left Lydia sitting at the breakfast table "I better go Gorgeous and let you get some work done, thanks for breakfast" I kissed the top of her head and she looked up at me and gave me a big smile "your welcome big man. If you and Stacey are free tonight do you fancy coming round here for a pizza and a movie" I could see right down her vest top and I had to look away, if she caught me looking she wouldn’t be happy. The idea of seeing her again tonight made me smile. “yeah sounds good to me see you tonight gorgeous" I had no intentions of inviting Stacey. That way I could snuggle up to Lydia all night. Lay next to her on the sofa under a blanket then move my hands over her body up under her bra and start playing with her t**s then start sucking her nipples... f**k I had to calm down as if she would ever let me do that but I was hard thinking about her. I decided to head home to f**k Stacey and let off a bit of steam. I let myself in the front door and she was surprised to see me "get into the bedroom now" I shouted and she ran behind me like a little obedient puppy. She was such a slut always desperate for s*x "lie on the bed open your legs don't look at me" she lay down on her back and turned her face away as I stood over her taking my trousers down. She didn't deserve s*x, this hard on wasn't even for her, it was for Lydia. But she would have to make do for now. I spat onto my hand and rubbed it over my hard on and put my c**k inside her no foreplay, no kissing, no flirting, just my d**k inside her. She squealed as I pumped into her. "Shut the f**k up your putting me off" I shouted "sorry Jamie" even her voice was annoying "only talk when I tell you" she was quiet as I drove my c**k in and out of her but I wasn't getting anywhere fast. "Do it" I whispered to her. She turned to face me "your pathetic, look at you, you are a piece of s**t, that's why no one loves you, your ugly you make me sick" she sneered at me "slap my face" I demanded she started to slap me "you're worthless, no one will ever love you" and I came as she slapped me over and over. I asked her to do these things and she never asked why, she just did them without question and never mentioned it afterwards. When I was in s*x therapy I told my therapist that I enjoyed being put down and verbally and physically assaulted during s*x. She said that it was a form of self harm and a way of avoiding s****l and emotional intimacy. I just knew when I finally have s*x with Lydia I don't want her to say those things and that I don't want her to run after me like a dog then talk to me like s**t. I want her to be loving and caring like she always is with me. My heart would break if she spoke to me like that. Her mum said some really awful stuff to me a while back at Frans granddad funeral and I was totally turned on. The mix of Lydia stroking my arm and whispering in my ear all day made me hard, and she was wearing a tight black dress she looked sensational, her body was perfect and I wanted her, then her mum gave me all sorts of abuse it was so hot. I ended up getting a hand-job in the toilets from a barmaid at the wake. Once I was done I was suicidal, I was so low and unhappy, plus Lydia had just started seeing Tommy. I had heard the two of them having s*x before the funeral. I sat at my balcony doors all night listening to every noice and it was like emotional cutting I actually cried at one point. But I couldn't not listen. She was so sexy every noice she made every moan when she came had me more turned on than I had ever been in my life but the fact that it was him and not me making her come broke my heart. So straight after the funeral I went back to London kicked the s**t out of Tommy and started a relationship with Stacey. I thought it was a good idea at the time, that way I could hang around Lydia's flat keeping an eye on her. And I wanted to show her I was boyfriend material if she ever decided to give me a chance. Now I was stuck with Stacey. I was still inside her I looked down at her. She tried to kiss me but I turned away. I just took my c**k out of her and pulled my trouser. "I'm going around to Lydias tonight it's a work thing so you can't come" "ok Jamie" I went through to the bathroom and had a shower I just wanted to get away from Stacey because she made my skin crawl. That night I went to see Lydia. She was beautiful as usual, all girly and smiley and cuddly. She ran out to the drive way when she heard me pull up outside. She was so cute she was hopping up and down telling me a story and her t**s were bouncing up and down. She always hung on every word I said when it was just the two of us and we always had a laugh. We ordered a pizza and watched an old movie that we loved since we were kids. We knew every word and giggled all the way through it. When it was finished I convinced her to open a bottle of toquilla and we got pretty drunk. We put on music and danced about for hours. I loved having her to myself. I went for a piss and when I came back she was asleep on the sofa. She was so sweet. She looked cold so I picked her up and carried her up to bed. She hardly weighed anything. Her little arms were wrapped around my neck and I felt like she was mines. I put her into bed and I was too pissed to drive home so I jumped in beside her. I lay next to her smelling her hair and cuddling into her back and kissing her cheek. I wanted to kiss her lips but I wasn't that much of a creep. I was always a terrible sleeper except when I was with her, I would sleep straight through the night. I snuggled into her hair, I would give my right arm for her to be mine. And it was so close I could almost taste it. I just had to get those photos from the dirty knights and Fran wouldn't know what has hit him.

POV Lydia

I woke up with a thumping sore head and I was still in my dress. I was in my bed and I couldn't remember how I got there. Why had I let the big man convince me to drink so much? Then he walked in holding two cups of tea. He was only in his tight boxers and a big smile on his face, he looked incredible. But what was he doing here "Big man did you stay over?" "Yeah we were pissed gorgeous" I couldn't remember a thing. I couldn't even remember going to bed, I felt under my dress to make sure I was wearing my knickers after what happened with Fran in Vegas I couldn't trust anyone, not even my best friends. I was so shocked when Fran admitted we had s*x but he was so apologetic and I could remember how ill he was the next day so he must have been pretty drunk himself. I don't ever think he took advantage of me I just wish he would have told me right away. "You ok gorgeous" he asked getting under the covers "yeah did something happen last night" "what do you mean gorgeous" he said with a little laugh “I mean why are you just in your boxers?" His face changed he looked like I had kicked him in the balls "What you really think I would take advantage of you are you being serious? You always say you don't compare me to my brother then you accuse me of this" he jumped onto his feet and started to quickly put his jeans on. "No big man I'm sorry I just can't remember anything, you know how sensitive I am. I'm really sorry" I felt awful how could I ever think he would do any thing like that. Then again I never thought that Fran would. I put my head in my hands and he sat down on the bed next to me. "I'm sorry Lydia but you know I would never hurt you" "I know honey, but we can't share a bed anymore Stacey's my friend she might take it the wrong way" "your right, I'm sorry gorgeous I was just drunk and by the time I carried you up to bed I passed out too" "I'm such an i***t big man" "no your not come here" he held me close and I was relieved he wasn't upset any more. I cuddled him back and I didn't want it to end. I felt protected when he was there. Lately Fran and Tommy had both mentioned that the big man was over friendly and constantly touching me but to be honest I liked it. As long as he was cuddling me or we were dancing around he was close enough to protect me. I didn't feel that way with anyone else. "I wish you could carry me around in your pocket" I said without thinking he let out a huge laugh, "and whys that gorgeous?" "So I could be close to you all the time, and I wouldn't need to walk anywhere so my legs wouldn't get tired" "you are the cutest girl in the world do you know that?" "Lets have another few hours in bed im shattered" and I fell asleep cuddling him.

The next day was Friday and I was excited for my date with Tommy. He had sent me a big bunch of love heart balloons. With a little card saying "I love you Princess" He was such a sweetie sometimes. I didn't tell the big man about the date because he was acting really weird the other day asking loads of questions about Tommy and well he was making stuff up about him too. I had caught onto his lies when Tommy and I first started seeing each other the first time. He said he slept with loads of girls from the movie the had filmed together even though I knew there was no woman on the set, and now he was at it again. But he was my best friend and just wanted to protect me after everything with Stefan so I wasn't angry with him but I wanted it to stop. The big man had called first thing to say he was heading to Vegas with Stacey for the weekend so I was pleased I wouldn't need to sneak around behind his back with Tommy. When Tommy pulled up at the gates my whole body was shaking, why was I so nervous? I think it was because I had been hurt by him leaving me before but I had to put that behind me now because I was the one that had rejected him. He came through my front door and my heart skipped a beat “Princess you look beautiful" he said smiling "thanks honey, you look nice" I could tell he was nervous too but was covering it up with a cheeky smile. "So where are we going tonight?" I asked "I got us a table at a little restaurant not far from here it's really romantic, I think you might like it" my stomach sank, obviously he had took other girls there before. I had decided that before we start seeing each again that we should have a talk. I wanted him to lay his cards on the table and discuss anyone that he had slept with whilst we had split up. I just thought we should be open with each other. But now he was standing in front of me my bottle went. It wasn't exactly going to be a nice conversation but I needed to know I didn't want any surprises I also didn't want the big man telling me anything because I didn't know what to believe when it came to him talking about Tommy "You alright princess" I decided to try and get something out of him "yeah how's the food in this place?" I asked trying to find out exactly how many times and how many girls he took there before me "Well I haven't been before but the menu looks nice" I was relieved but still wanted to know what he had been up too. "Well lets go" I headed for the door "not so fast princess" he grabbed my waist and kissed me on the lips. It was hard and soft at the same time. "I've been desperate to do that" He spun me around and walked me towards the stairs "Tommy what are you doing?" I couldn't believe he actually thought that I would go upstairs with him after just one kiss especially after we said we would take it slow. He walked me past the stairs through the kitchen and out onto my patio. There was red roses and candles everywhere and the table was set for dinner. There was fairy lights hung over the table and champagne already poured. "Oh my god Tommy this all looks amazing, when did you do all this?" "I'm glad your happy princess, I wanted to take you out and show you off but after the other night at the pub I don't like everyone staring at you, I wanted you all to myself" "this is so lovely thank you honey" I kissed his cheek "nothings too much for my princess" "how did you manage to do all this behind my back?" "Vinnie let me in and I asked them to keep you busy upstairs" "you are so sweet" "yeah alright princess, you'll give me a big head, sit down lets have a drink" we clinked glasses and he toasted to a new beginning, we ate the food he had made and it was delicious. He was so proud of himself. After dinner we walked down to the beach hand in hand and watched the sunset. "Your right Tommy this is very romantic" I had spent the past year suppressing my feelings for him. I had convinced myself that I was angry with him when actually I was angry with myself for throwing our relationship away. He had always made me feel like I was the only woman in the world and I had forgot how good he made me feel. I looked into his gorgeous green eyes and he said “well I wanted to show you how much you mean to me. I'm glad your happy. I better go home let you get to bed" I was happy he wasn't being too pushy about staying over because although he was incredibly sexy and unbelievable in bed I wanted to take things slowly this time. I walked him out to the door and went up onto my tiptoes to kiss him. He let out a little moan against my lips and grabbed me close then pulled away "I better go princess I can only pretend to be a gentleman for so long" He was looking at me like he wanted to tear my clothes off and I let out a little giggle. "I'm working tomorrow but can I see you on Sunday?" "Yeah of course I'm looking after little waterfall in the afternoon but..." "that's nice I will pop round then" he kissed me again and I was floating on air. How could I have been so stupid to have thrown our relationship away. But as he said this was a new beginning and I didn't want to lose him again.