Boys and Girls, Part II: Prince Charming

Chapter 14 – A Second Chance

Joe wanted to pinch himself to make sure that he wasn’t dreaming.

“You love me?”

Stephanie slowly nodded, never taking her green eyes off of him. “I wasn’t absolutely sure until now, but I’ve been thinking about us for a while, and –

Stephanie’s words were cut short by a passionate kiss from Joe. His lips landed on hers with such force and such urgency that Stephanie didn’t know whether to moan in protest or in pleasure. Joe’s breathing grew faster, and his tongue slipped between Stephanie’s lips. She reciprocated, eliciting a groan from him.

He pulled back slightly but was still cupping her face with his large hands. He pushed himself back into Stephanie’s apartment and leaned back on the door to close it.

“Do you know how much I missed you, Steph?” he asked, choking up.

“You said you weren’t going to chase after me,” she said, starting to cry herself.

“I was being a total prick,” he answered. “I was being a stubborn ass. Sweetheart, if you loved me, why didn’t you come find me?”

“You’re not the only one with pride, Joe,” Stephanie answered through her tears.

Joe pulled Stephanie’s head to his chest and kissed the top of her head. He ran his hands through her soft, blonde hair – God he missed that hair – and stayed quiet for the longest time.

Then, it was Stephanie who pulled Joe’s head toward hers to kiss him. He liked aggressive Stephanie and groaned to prove it. Her small, delicate hands traveled underneath his t-shirt and lightly touched his hard abs. Stephanie loved their tautness and suddenly felt the urge to touch Joe all over.

“Take off your clothes,” she whispered into his ear.

Joe looked shocked but soon grinned as he realized the irony of the situation. He tugged on the back of his shirt collar and pulled his t-shirt over his head. His sculpted, bronze chest muscles were on full display for Stephanie, and she was very pleased. She continued to touch him, pushing against his pectorals and squeezing his biceps.

“Steph, are you seducing me or picking produce from a grocery store?” Joe complained.

Stephanie just gave him a coquettish grin before letting her hands fall to the fly of his jeans. She slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, never letting her eyes stray from his.

“Shut up,” she ordered. Then, Stephanie pulled his jeans down so that they pooled around his knees. Joe was only in his boxers, but there was a very noticeable bulge beneath the cloth. Stephanie smiled. “Joe, you really did miss me, didn’t you?”

Joe chuckled. He slowly guided Stephanie’s hand over his swelling dick and he urged her hand up and down. Stephanie took the hint and moved her hand inside of Joe’s boxers to give him a sweet little handjob. Joe thought it only polite to return the favor. As he kicked his shoes off, his large hand slowly crept up the skirt of Stephanie’s dress, and he got a pleasant surprise.

“What are you wearing Steph?”

“A thong,” she answered innocently.

“Since when do you wear thongs, darling?”

“Since you got here tonight,” she answered with a wink.

That little minx, he thought. So that’s where she went while I got my beer and pizza.

He gave a satisfied laugh, and instead of pulling the small piece of cloth off of her, he merely pushed it to the side, while his fingers located her moist folds. Stephanie moaned.

“I love when you do that,” she gasped out. She moaned again.

“I love when you make that sound,” he answered amorously.

“We’re a match made in heaven!” Stephanie joked.

Joe laughed, but the laughter soon faded into a groan as Stephanie began to stroke his shaft faster and faster. He didn’t want her to get the upper hand, so he started rubbing her clit faster and faster as well. Stephanie screamed and Joe was more than satisfied.

“Already, Steph?” he questioned smugly.

She gave him a mock scowl before walking shakily to her bedroom. She reached around and began tugging on the zipper of her dress. She teasingly pulled the zipper down as slow as possible, stopping just around her tailbone. She turned around and gave Joe one of her most devilish smirks.

“Are you coming?”

“After you, babe,” he answered, suggesting a double entendre.

Stephanie disappeared into the bedroom and Joe followed. He left his shirt, socks and jeans lying about in the living room. He was only clad in his boxers when he entered Stephanie’s room. He saw Stephanie’s dress lying in a heap by the door. He couldn’t see her in the room, though; it was too dark where he was standing.

“Steph?” he called out.

Suddenly, a tiny body jumped into his arms. Stephanie was giggling uncontrollably. She wrapped her skinny arms around Joe’s neck and her skinny legs around his waist. Then, she kissed him on the lips.

“Did I scare you?”

“No,” he answered, kissing her back. “That was actually a huge turn-on.”

“You’re weird,” Stephanie responded. And then, she leaned her head over and licked Joe’s ear.

“Jesus,” Joe gasped out. “Stop that Steph, or I’m going to come right now.”

Stephanie seemed completely unsympathetic. “Make me,” she challenged with a vixen’s stare.

Joe held his grip on Stephanie under her thighs and walked her over to her bed. Joe stared her down with his own dark gaze. “Are you taunting me, Princess?”

Stephanie nodded.

“Big mistake.”

Joe dropped Stephanie on her bed. He immediately climbed over her. Stephanie attempted to push him away as a joke, but Joe gripped her wrists and held them over her head.

“We can do this my way, or the hard way,” he offered.

Stephanie stuck her tongue out and made a rude noise.

“That’s it!” Joe dropped his hands and let his hand travel through the neat blonde strip of hair that surrounded Stephanie moist entrance. He played around a little and got Stephanie to giggle. He continued to let his hand brush over the blonde curls of her nether region. Then, without warning, he allowed his fingers to brush further underneath so that they ran back and forth over her smooth folds.

Stephanie moaned. “That feels really good.”

“I know it does,” he answered as smugly as possible in a deep rumble.
The pace of his strokes grew faster, and he gradually moved his middle finger right in between her lips. Stephanie gasped at the sudden intrusion. Joe felt moist heat from her core and his hard-on grew ten-fold.

“Shit Steph, you’re already so wet, sweetheart.”

Stephanie stroked his biceps lovingly. “I’ve been wet for a while Joe.”

“How long?”

“Since I changed into that thong.”

Joe thought he was going to shoot his load right there. “Jesus!” Without a moment’s hesitation, he drew his finger from her pussy. Joe aggressively took Stephanie’s small hips into his large hands and positioned her for maximum pleasure. He licked his fingers and brought them down to begin rubbing Stephanie’s clit.

“Joe! Slow dow –

Stephanie’s order dissolved into an extended moan of pleasure as Joe expertly stroked her sensitive bud. He looked smug again and just enjoyed the look of conflicting agony versus ecstasy on his little Barbie’s face.

“Do you like that?” he taunted.

Stephanie could only moan in response. Joe liked being in the position of pleasuring Stephanie, but he was pretty sure if he didn’t find some relief himself, this entire evening might be a bust.

“I need to get inside you, Steph.” It wasn’t very eloquent, but it was the goddamn truth. Joe was hurtin’ right now.

“No,” Stephanie managed to gasp out
.
No? Is she nuts? Joe thought.

“Excuse me, babe?” Joe asked quietly as he gradually pulled his fingers away from Stephanie.

She sat up on her elbows, looking absolutely sex-crazed and gorgeous. Joe regarded her questioningly. Maybe this was Stephanie being selfish again…only this time it was regarding sex.

Then, of course, she surprised him again.

Stephanie turned over to her stomach and pushed her faced directly in front of Joe’s stiff dick. She took the throbbing rod in her small fingers and licked her lips in a delightfully wicked manner. She brought her small Kewpie-doll lips around the head of his cock and sucked.

Joe’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he savored the feeling of Stephanie’s warm, moist tongue stroking his cock. He could feel her tongue expertly swirling in teasing circular patterns fashioned to drive any warm-blooded male insane.

Joe groaned. “Fuck!”

Stephanie moved more of Joe inside of her mouth. She moaned, relishing the tautness of his throbbing dick. Joe wanted to feel the head of his cock in the back of her throat, but he didn’t want to choke Stephanie, so he let her do her own thing.

“Her own thing” wasn’t exactly anything to complain about. She moved her mouth up and down his shaft as her hand pumped in the opposite direction. Joe was enjoying the view as he stared down at his flaxen-haired princess doing not-so-innocent things to him. He ran his hands through Stephanie’s golden hair, and she looked up at him. Joe knew he was ready to blow his top as he stared into the beautiful green eyes of the woman he was going to marry.

“Get on you back, sweetheart,” he ordered softly.

Stephanie pulled back from his cock, and obeyed. She splayed her tiny body out in front of him. Her tiny breasts were visible, complete with her fully erect nipples. Her rib cage was visible as her flat stomach was stretched out even further in her current position. Of course, he could see and smell Stephanie’s heady juices as they lingered just outside of her cunt.

Joe hastily unwrapped a condom that he had left stashed in Stephanie’s dresser. He flung the wrapper over his shoulder and sheathed the condom around his penis. Once again, he leaned over Stephanie.

“Are you ready?” he asked, looking into her eyes.

Stephanie nodded eagerly beneath him
.
Joe slowly rubbed the tip of his cock back and forth along Stephanie’s folds before he entered her. He heard her gasp but didn’t have the strength to slow down. He placed his hand behind her head to support her and to bring her even closer to his face. As he steadily pumped in and out of her, he lowered his head and kissed her – his intrusive tongue, doing to her mouth what his dick was currently doing to her pussy.

Joe’s rhythm grew faster and faster without ever faltering. As Stephanie grew wetter, the sloshing sounds of his cock being pulled in and out of her core grew louder and louder. Stephanie’s gasping grew more pronounced, and even Joe was finding it difficult to catch a hold of his breath.

Stephanie threw her arms around Joe’s neck, and moved her mouth next to his ear.

“I’m gonna come,” she whispered.

Shit, Joe thought. “Me…t-too.”

A few more quick thrusts followed before Stephanie and Joe came together. As he shot creamy jets of his seed into the condom, he felt Stephanie’s tight cunt walls closing around him. The squeezing action milked him further, and Joe was overcome with a desire he had never known existed within him.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he managed, tucking a strand of her wild blonde hair behind her ear.

Stephanie smiled. “You’re okay.”

Joe laughed and planted another chaster kiss on Stephanie’s lips. He reluctantly pulled out of her before pulling the sticky rubber off of his dick and tossing it into her trash can. He then grabbed Stephanie under her thighs again and lifted her out of the room.

“Where are we going?” Stephanie asked, the lights in the hallway illuminating her drop-dead gorgeous features again.

“I want to take a bath with you, babe,” Joe answered, as he walked toward the bathroom.

“Good idea,” Stephanie began. “Cause I feel kinda dirty,” she finished in a sensuous whisper.

Shit. Joe was hard again.

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After an impromptu detour back into the bedroom, Joe had finally managed to make it with Stephanie all the way to her bathroom. They were currently settled in her Jacuzzi, enjoying the feel of the jet spouts shooting out warm water to all their aching body parts.

And there were many.

Stephanie leaned back into Joe’s chest. He stroked her wet hair and kissed her on the cheek.

“It feels nice to be rich for once,” he said.

Stephanie smiled. “It’s better to be in this tub with another person.”

Joe chuckled. “That’s true.”

A look of contemplation gradually swept across Stephanie’s soft features. “Joe?”

“Yes, Princess?”

“What’s gonna happen to us now?”

“What do you mean?” he asked, shifting slightly beneath her.

“I mean…are we…together now?”

“Of course we’re together,” he answered immediately.

“I mean…are we together from now…on?”

Joe straightened slightly. “Yes.”

Stephanie turned around and regarded him skeptically. “Yes?”

“Yes,” Joe repeated.

“You’re sure?” she asked, still doubting his impulsiveness.

“Abso-fucking-lutely,” he responded in all seriousness.

“How sure?” Stephanie asked, growing a little concerned. What if he wasn’t taking this that seriously at all?

“How full is your tank?”

Stephanie’s eyes widened. “You want more sex?”

Joe rolled his eyes. “No! I meant how full is the tank of your car?’

“Almost completely,” she answered, confused.

“You’ve got a map in there, right? I don’t think I’ll need it but just to be sure.”

“Yeah…yeah, I’ve got a map in the glove compartment. But Joe, why does it matter –

“Because we’re getting married.”

Stephanie’s jaw dropped. “M-m-m-

“Married, Steph. I don’t want to wait, so we’re going to drive to Vegas. I’m going to put a ring on your left finger – and bear with me because I probably can’t afford whatever it is you really want – and I’m going to ask you to be mine in sickness and in health, blah, blah, blah.”

“Joe,” Stephanie began desperately, “don’t you think this is a little –

“No,” he interrupted. “I can’t stand the idea of losing you to some rich prick who won’t be able to take care of you the way I can for the rest of your life. I may not have a lot in the bank, and hopefully one day, that will change. But I promise to be your protector and friend and lover for life, Stephanie. That’s all I can promise you for sure, right now, but you can’t buy that anywhere, sweetheart.”

Stephanie’s eyes began to water as she regarded Joe over her shoulder. She was fairly certain that this was by far the stupidest idea that Joe had ever suggested.

And yet…she couldn’t remember a time when she had loved him more.

“Let’s do it,” she answered.

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A/N: Is Mistress Minx nuts? Marriage after just two and a half months of knowing each other? What can I say? I’m a romantic. Anyway, on a side note isn’t it so like Stephanie to steal Delaney’s thunder?