She met his gaze in the midst of shaky knees and repeated after him:”I love you too”. They lay on the couch for a few minutes, smiling and kissing each other softly, exhausted. He started to crawl out of the couch and put his pants on. She still lay on the couch unable to move her knees from her latest orgasm. She dug her head on to the soft couch reliving the moment. “Ah... that was so good!”

“Yes it was! Best we’ve done so far” James met her in the middle. His shirt underneath the tie was starting to get wrinkles. Macy hurried out of the couch and tried to fix the shirt with her hands. She met his confused gaze. “You like my tie?!”

“Yes I do” with a chuckle and she walked into her bathroom.

She put her best outfit on. James came up behind her as she was putting make up on. She was secretly hoping he would take her away and they could be doing this forever after. But they must face reality.

“Macy...” he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.

“I have to leave to Colendula this afternoon. My father, his royal highness, is requesting my presence under... recent circumstances.”

Reality set in. He has to leave. What’s next?! Is she going to be left alone To deal with the paparazzi?!

“Will you come with me?” He met her eyes through the mirror. She was a barista at a coffee shop, working her way through college. She was nowhere near earning high dollar. She could barely afford her rent. She stared into his eyes and dived deep into thought. What would happen if she was to leave? People at work wouldn’t miss her. Her mom hadn’t talked to her in ages. The only friend she truly enjoyed spending time with, was James. The thought of not seeing him for a few days felt like.... butterflies. She knew she couldn’t handle it.

She turned around and met his beautiful green eyes.

A couple hours later, they were on a private jet taking off to Colendula. It’s a beautiful small country next to France, surrounded by a beautiful range of mountains. Macy had already met his secretary, a meek little girl named Grace. She managed to get the plane ready for them as soon as Macy had agreed to go with him. Macy wasn’t sure where her life was headed, but after watching the TV for as long as she did, she was sure that it would be better than her life as a barista. She sat on her seat opposite from James. He was staring out the window, deep in thought. The clouds looked exceptionally soft today, the plane passing by them so fast. His handsome face was lit up by the light coming through the window. His thin lips were sealed shut, his eyes gazing into the clouds.

Macy reached in and grabbed his hand. “What’s wrong?”

He smiled and grabbed her hand. “I’m fine, love. Just worried about my meeting with father.... it’s going to be fine. How are you holding up?” He smiled. She glanced over to her suit case she packed with haste, not really packing things that she would need in the long run. She didn’t know how long she was going to be in Colendula. Grace had asked to talk to her over the phone soon after she agreed to go back with him, and she asked her to pack light. Due to the nature of their relationship, James and Grace have managed to convince the the palace to let Macy stay there.

“I’m doing fine, I think” Macy glanced behind her over to Grace’s seat. He fastened his grip on her hands and stared into her deep blue eyes. She was beautiful, even when she was slightly worried. Her forehead was shining, with a cold sweat. She had let down her hair, soft curls trailing down the sides of her beautiful face. He reached in and placed her locks of curls behind her ears. She smiled and kissed his hand.

She could smell his cologne from where she was sitting. He gently tugged her arms saying she should come towards him.

Her eyes widened. “What about Grace?” She whispered.

“Grace.. “ he signaled her to clear the area. She immediately stood up and walked up behind the blinds to the kitchen. It was a fancy kitchen with lots of space and a dining table. Soon they had the front cabin all to them selves. Macy gave in and came over sit on his lap facing the window. The clouds had cleared up and she could see a beautiful blue afternoon sky. She leaned her head against his still perfectly ironed suit shoulder and stared out into the blue. His arms were tight around her.

This morning she woke up, her day off, no plans other than to spend time with him in the afternoon. She made a cup of coffee and sat on the couch to watch TV. A few hours later, she’s on a plane to a country she learned about on TV just this morning, to be with the future king of this nation. Wait, it’s only James. Her James. The James that she longed to see and kiss. The James that knew exactly how to rock her world.

“You alright, love?” He asked stroking her curls. She looked up and he reached in and kissed her, his soft lips diving deep into hers. His tongue quickly found hers and she closed her eyes as their tongues worked to the rhythm of the engines behind them. He pulled out for a second to say “we’ve got a long flight ahead of us” with a chuckle that sent Macy into butterfly world. There was something about his smile, and the suit combination that seems to make her knees weak.

His hand made his way slowly up her stretchy pencil skirt each touch sending sparks down her spine.

He rubbed her thighs gently and found her wet thong and started playing gently. She stiffened with pleasure her back arching and legs widening. Tight circular motions up and down faster and faster. She let out a very quiet moan and reached down to his growing bulge and squeezed gently before making her way to his belt. She could feel her walls throbbing with pleasure. It’s amazing how much multi tasking could be done when there was pleasure involved. He had a skill of unbuttoning shirts and taking off bras with one hand while the other is busy inside her. Only this time he wasn’t inside just yet. He’s getting her ready for the long flight.

He worked up her shirt, exposing her bra covering her curves perfectly. He knew the bra opened up from the front, so he rescued her perfectly round breasts as fast as he could, his hand gently squeezing her nipples. Her tongue slowed down with pleasure as she released his bulge and started stroking him. Her cold hand on his penis sent shivers down his back, he pulled out of the kiss and pressed his head against the seat with pleasure. She stroked faster, and he rubbed her faster, mimicking the engines that were almost deafening.

She twirled her hips and leaned into his hand. Must calm the throbbing walls. She clutched his arm tight and pulled his hand into her. He pressed his fingers into her and she took him in with a quiet moan. He had huge fingers that curled just in the right places. Ah... she stroked him hard, still kissing him and occasionally biting his soft lips. Visions of him entering her filled her mind, and she took him in as deep as she could, moving her hips. His middle finger curled and hit her spot making her pull out of the kiss to stroke him faster. He was sending her over the edge. The power of a prince and his fingers. The mental pictures of him pounding her hard made her impatient.

She pulled his hand out, pulled her stretchy skirt up and sat on him facing his green eyes. He pulled the seat back so she could sit comfortably on both sides. She couldn’t wait any longer, she glanced out the window real quick for a glimpse of the bright blue sky and guided him inside her with slow motions. He filled her in perfectly, both letting out a quiet moan. He leaned in to confiscate her mouth as she held on to his shining black suit shoulders. She could see the perfection below her as she took him in fast and deep. His hand held her tight around the lower back while the other rubbed her nipples, occasionally squeezing her breast hard making her throw out quiet moans. She moved faster making her hips do all the work. His black suit jacket laid on his chest perfectly. Her bottom view made her need him more and more. She took him in faster and faster. His hard cock banged her walls making her breasts bounce harder. He caught one and squeezed her hard making her moan softly.

He pulled out of the kiss and grabbed her tight making her stop half way. He held her tight with both hands as he started moving his hips up and down filling her in. Her eyes widened with excitement as he got faster and faster, now hitting her walls with every motion. She stood still taking him in getting closer and closer to orgasm. Her eyes closed with pleasure and her head fell back, curls trailing behind her almost touching his pants half way down his legs. Her back arched as he was pounding her so hard and fast, almost faster than her vibrator.

Her hips dug into him as she took him in faster and faster. The man doesn’t get tired. He dug his head into the seat and pounded her faster. “Oh James...” her voice crackled, her body squirming with ecstasy as she went into a toe curling orgasm with him hitting her spot fast and rough. With one final motion he released inside her as she let out a final moan and they both fell back on the seat, him still inside her. She was completely collapsed on him, her knees shaking. He laughed. “That was amazing Macy”

She squeezed him inside her with her hips and watched him squirm trying to pull away laughing. She loved his smile. Her blue eyes were glistening with pleasure, curls trailing her beautiful face. Still inside her, he looked into her eyes knowing he made the right decision, making up his mind to fight to make her his queen. Quite literally.