Steamy Fantasies
Mmm...Trinity Stone.
My worst fucking nightmare has now just become the reason why I am sitting with a somewhat uncontrollable hard-on. It has taken me a few adjustments, but I think I have it under control. But then I go and think of her and the lack of basic necessities such as panties, and then it is a raging war in my pants all over again.
.....But then I take her. I place my hand rather roughly and hard down onto her knee. I want her to feel me, and I want her to feel it hard. I want her to whimper every time she thinks of me touching her. And as I slowly slide my hand up her long slender leg, it is the softness of her skin, the tenderness, and her smell that sends me even closer to the edge. With every glorious inch, my hands creep up her thighs until I have my fingers tangled in the fabric of her dress. Then I slip my hand.....
Just then, I am so rudely ripped from my steamy fantasy that I am playing over and over in slow motion in my head. She has just caught me staring at her for a fraction of a few minutes too long.
"Do you like what you see, Colton?"
"See what, Miss Stone?"
"It is Trinity, and you have not had your eyes on the road for the past couple of minutes."
"I am just wondering how you have managed to give my boys the slip in those."
"Oh, I can be quite slippery when I want to be."
"Mmm, I bet that you can."
With that, my head falls straight into my fantasy of having those legs wrapped around my waist. There is one thing I know for sure, and that is before my babysitting duties are over, I am going to have me a piece of Trinity Stone. But in saying that, if I touch Vic's little princess, I might as well be as good as dead. I value my kneecaps and the part of me that I would like to stick in her mouth. God, I better get my mind out of the gutter and focus on the job.
"Where am I taking you today, princess?"
"Oh god, please don't call me that; I hate it when father refers to me as his little princess."
"I said princess, not little princess, and that is exactly what I am going to call you then."
"Oh, you are one of those that likes grinding ass."
"Princess, you will know when I am grinding your ass and this, this is not it."
I get seven sensations of pleasure as I hear her huff, and I know that she is on the brink of throwing a little tantrum. What Trinity Stone does not know is that I am a man of my word. If she as much as winks at a tantrum, I am pinning that ass to a wall.
"Where to, princess?"
...TRINITY POV…
Oh...Colton Cruz.
It is easy on the tongue, and I bet you he is just as easy to play with. He is cocky and full of himself, exactly all the ways I do not like my men. And now he has found this new need to call me princess. Well, I know that I am about every fantasy that he has in his head.
(Why not play a little game)
"I want to go look for new lingerie."
"You cannot be serious, princess; your mom said that you had a salon appointment."
"Oh, I just changed my mind. Don't tell me you have never seen a woman in lingerie before?"
"I am waiting outside; I am not coming in with you."
"I need someone to tell me if it looks good."
"Ask the shop assistant; the only thing I know of lingerie is how to take it off."
"Then maybe..."
"Do not even try to finish that sentence, princess."
He does not know that I always get my way, and if I need to throw a tantrum, then that is what I shall do. Daddy made him out to be so tough; he is just another boy with a gun and a raging hard-on. I do not see him last longer than at most three days, and believe me that I will make these three days hell.
"The shop is up on the side here. And you will come in with me."
"And I said no, did you fail to see the words forming on my lips?"
"No, I was too busy to imagine kissing them."
"Fuck."
Ha! He did not see that one coming now, did he? Even though they are tempting, I can only imagine how rough a man like him would kiss. Definitely not the way that I would like to be kissed at all.
"I will come in with you; just do not bring your fucking lips close to me."
"What is wrong with my lips?"
"Princess, your lips won't know what to do with mine."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I am not your type."
"And I am not yours either."
"Keep on telling yourself that."
(Ugh)
What is wrong with this man? The minute I think I have the upper hand, he comes and says shit like that. Keep telling myself what? What does that even mean?
(Let us go for round two then)
"You know that the chairs are in the dressing room?"
"Oh no, you don't, princess. Your fucking father will kill me if I saw you naked."
"Imagine it is a swimsuit."
"No, not happening. So not happening. Scrap that idea out of your pretty head."
"Oh, so you think I am pretty?"
"What I think does not matter; I am not watching you getting undressed."
"But. I. Want. You. To. Come. Inside. With. Me."
"Oh my god, are you going to throw a tantrum?"
(Oh shit!)
I can remember what he said he is going to do if I throw a tantrum. I am sure that he only joked about it. He is definitely the last man I want to touch me. God, who knows his hands, let alone other parts of him was last night.
"No, I am not throwing a tantrum. Can you please come inside with me?"
"Since you are asking so politely, then I will, and it is my job, so I truly do not have a choice."
…COLTON POV…
Ya...that last bit was perhaps a load of bullshit.
The real reason is that I feel like torturing myself and see that naked. Oh yes, it will get me into a world of trouble, but I would not be Colton Cruz if trouble were not part of the game.
But let us do get to the part that she is really a spoiled brat. Can something as hot as that really not have a personality? She is as uninteresting as a damn rock. Hey, I guess some people just can't have both.
So yes, now I find myself walking behind little prince and fuck! did I forget how damn tight that ass is? Just imagine having that thrown over your lap and spanking that.
"That thing should be spanked."
She spins around on her heels and faces me.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing. I said, nice shop."
"Somehow, I don't think so."
"Hahaha. Princess, I have seen better asses than yours."
I listen as she grunts and carry walking upstairs into the dressing rooms. The thing though is that ass is one of the finest I have ever seen.