All Chapters of His Princess: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Hearing the front door click shut, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I can still smell Uncle Hunter’s cologne lingering in the air, feel the heat from his kiss on my forehead. My heart flutters as I think about how this is how I want to be treated by a man. Cared for, loved, and treated like a woman who was precious to someone. Who was told to buy whatever she wanted and to enjoy her day.Instead, I got treated like a maid, a trophy, something to show off at work dinners. In the end, I allowed a man I thought was the one to treat me like an option. And I was just that. An option for Jonathan.But with Uncle Hunter, I feel like a priority. Someone he would destroy the world for to protect. I know he wants me. Saw the way he moaned my name last night as he stroked that cock of his. Gods, I stayed up late into the night fantasizing what that cock could do to me while I fingered myself into oblivion last night.“Stop that, Jess.” I mutter, slapping both hands

Watching the light catch on the water droplets on the greenhouse, I find myself happy with the work I had put in. The outside no longer had an abandoned feel that it did this morning. I was lucky to have found the pressure washer when I did, or cleaning the glass would have been a nightmare. Now, I need to figure out how to organize inside and make the most out of the space.The pile of icy leaves off to the side will have to be bagged into the compost bags I bought, but I could have Uncle Hunter help me with that later. Right now, I need to use the dolly in the garage to unload the truck and bring everything into the back. Resigning to my fate, I tidy up the pressure washer and make my way down the path to the garage. Once it’s put away in the corner I found it in, I grab the dolly and walk through the open garage door towards the truck where everything I bought today, minus the tools already inside the greenhouse, waits to be unloaded.Lowering the tailgate, I

Swaying to the beat of the music, I feel my body finally relax while I mix in with the crowd at Dancing Desires, the nightclub Hunter owns. The nightclub Jonathan never let me go to. The nightclub I was now dancing in after I convinced Hunter to let me join him tonight.Hunter was against bringing me to the club tonight because he would be busy with work and payroll, but after mentioning that Jonathan forbade me from coming, his answer changed. I was told to go change my clothes and given the ground rules of never leaving my drink unattended and, if I did, to get a new one from the bar right away. I was not allowed to leave the building once we arrived, and I had to go directly to his office if I needed a break or a nap after dancing. I was also required to check in with him every hour through a walkie-talkie that the bartender used.The song changes from an upbeat pop song to some slow romance, and I take this as my cue to make my way to the bar and check in with Hunter. I already sp

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make.“Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need.“Yes!” I moan out my answer….I jolt awake, my heart beating heavy in my chest. That dream felt real. Too real. I could feel his lips on my skin. Feel the strength in his fingers as they toyed with my insides. I knew without having to touch myself that my pussy was soaking wet just from the achy need I feel. To have someone else’s fingers inside me for once and feel what it means to have a man make me their woman.“Stop that!” I scold myself. Slapping my hands to my cheeks to shake these dirty thoughts from my mind. Thoughts about a certain man who is sleeping just down the hall from me. I should be mad at myself for thinking about Hunter in this way, but the