Okay, I’m not a millionaire VIP stripper because I curl up in a ball and give up on my dreams! Even if shit doesn’t work out for me, I have to keep going strong … and I have to do it dolled up, of course.

After I hit my funk, I knew some salon therapy and beautification were the best courses of action.

So I spent all day in the salon making sure my hair was perfect. I had the stylist create a cascade updo. I had my nails sculpted just the way they were the night my life changed forever, sprinkled with silver dust to add that special shimmer to them.

My dress is a midnight blue chiffon mermaid cut ball gown that I brought with me from New York made by my favorite designer Valentino. I get warm and fuzzy inside remembering the Valentino slacks that Derek wore the night he came … I came … and he stole my heart.

The back of my perfect dress plunges low, so I made sure to have my body dusted with a soft gold shimmer body powder.

My necklace is a dainty little number from Cartier, a diamond on a thin platinum chain. It's so thin it gives the illusion that the diamond is suspended in thin air. My shoes are a special edition Givenchy pair of ankle strap peep toe heels.

I ordered a rental car, rather than hiring out a driver. I wanted the distraction of focusing on driving, and since I’m a Manhattan girl, that was a lot of focus required. My ankles and insteps are more equipped to handle transportation because I walk everywhere in my city. But you can’t exactly just walk up to a palace.

The castle estate of the crowned Prince of St. Albans sprawls across 10 acres of lush green lawns as far as the eye can see.

The marble-paved driveway leads to where the valets stand in their tuxedos sharply pressed, black dress shoes perfectly shined.

Here we go! My stomach is doing cartwheels. I don’t know if I’m scared, excited … both. I’m both right now!

As I draw closer to the valet, my heart starts to skip beats, and the butterflies in my stomach threaten to steal my voice. I’m driving myself, so the valet approaches me in the driver’s seat.

The door to the rental car opens, and a courteous gentleman sticks his hand out for mine. “Ma’am,” the valet greets me.

He escorts me to the bottom of the staircase, where I hand my keys to him, and he bids me farewell.

“Thank you,” I say with a polite smile. I have to gather my nerves just like I summoned my voice there.

My nerves are taking over. I should leave! I think to myself in fear. But, no, I shake it out of my head.

I have come so far to find my perfect guy, and he could be right on the other side of these massive cherry wood doors.

As I climb the massive stairs the doors slowly open, and a well-dressed butler introduces himself as Travers, personal secretary to the prince. He welcomes us all to the royal estate before ushering all of us into a foyer, an enormous chandelier hangs over the top of a spiral staircase that is lined with waiters and waitresses holding gold platters that hold sparkling glasses containing red and white wine as well as flutes of bubbly champagne.

We follow the spiral staircase up until it stops in front of a pair of etched glass doors, and from inside the doors are pulled open to present us with a massive ballroom with gorgeous hanging chandeliers. I counted six strategically placed through the ballroom. Soft music fills the room as we make our way through the entryway onto the exquisitely polished floor.

At the top of the room, I can see a high-backed throne. As I continue to scan the ballroom with my eyes, I spot a balcony that wraps around one side of the room. I wonder if this is where Derek will watch, scanning the crowd before he makes himself known. I imagine he’ll look over the room and make a strategic decision about where to go, and that’s a good possible vantage point.

I take in the beauty of this room and the many women who fill it. I can feel them staring at me — the girl that no one knows. I slowly move through the sea of women making my way to the bar that I spotted in a back corner. I empty my champagne flute in a moment, and then trade it for another. Just as I'm starting to feel my anxiety start to wane, huge brass bugle horns sound off. It sets me on edge, jarring as the sound was before I remember this is a good thing. Those horns are for my man.

All the women stop in their tracks and follow the spotlight that now focuses on that balcony.

With all eyes trained on the spotlight, I hear a faint creak coming from the other side of the ballroom. I search to find the source of the noise, and I see the butler disappear behind a door. As I make my way through the crowd, my nerves start to fade, and all anxiety turns to excitement.

Derek appears. At first, I think my eyes are playing tricks on me! It can’t be him, after all this time ... are we really separated by nothing more than a few hundred feet? With my heart in my throat, I continue to draw closer, a smile pulls at my mouth, and I know exactly what to say. I move to approach him from behind and whisper in his ear. "You're just standing there, arms crossed looking glum. Maybe we should break your arms. Make you a very handsome Venus de Milo.”

Derek turns around, and I swear the look in his eyes could make me cry right on the spot. Looking into his gorgeous eyes, everything else fades away.

God, there he is! Derek! Even his name is music to my ears.

As his arms wrap around me, I feel like I'm in a dream. Derek twirls me around three times and then pulls me into him. Inhaling his Hugo Boss cologne, I'm instantly wet from the memory of his scent on my skin before, and how I long to be covered in him again.

Derek looks fine as hell in his Vera Wang tuxedo from her black collection. His cufflinks shine as the light dances on them. Derek places his hands on both of my hips, as I hold onto his broad shoulders. We sway to the music entangled in each other. I run my hand across the soft, luxe fabric of his tuxedo. I feel Derek’s hand cupping my ass, pulling me into him until our bodies are pressed together. The way we move together as one lost in this sensual dance we have started. It takes me back to that first night I met him in the club. All of those feelings of bliss and lust come flooding back.

Looking at his lips, I can recall the feeling of his lips pressed against mine. The music courses through us, and we get lost in it completely. As Derek dips me, and spins me around slowly, my necklace looks like it's just floating in the air.

Slowly, Derek brings me back up, covering my hand with his as he takes his turn now to whisper in my ear. “Make your way to the back of the ballroom and wait by the curtain.” We share one last longing look on the dance floor as I nod my head to let him know I understand.

And before everything comes rushing back to reality around me, Derek is gone.

His voice echoes in my head as I ignore the looks from the crowd as I pass by them. I can feel their eyes darting up and down my body. I can hear the whispers.

“Where did she come from?”

"Does anyone know her?"

None of their sneers and dirty looks matter because I have to get to that curtain to meet my real life prince.

I reach the back to see Travers standing there like he is guarding the curtain. As I approach, Travers takes my arm and guides me to what is behind the curtain, a door. Leading where, I wonder.

I don’t have to wonder long because the door slowly creeps open and a strong hand clasps mine and pulled me into darkness.

I can’t see so I outstretch my arms to make sure I can feel whatever is in front of me. As I feel around in the dark blindly, I grab hold of a familiar something. I actually giggle, partially because of the enormous relief of finally being with Derek again and partially because I'm gripping his twelve-inch cock. My pussy has been aching so much for his cock that just the sheer thought of it makes my nipples hard and my panties wet.

I rub that huge cock through the trousers restraining it.

Slowly, the room illuminates with a soft pale light.

Derek lifts me and carries me to the middle of the chamber where there is a fireplace and a huge armchair. He places me down and then, standing behind me, Derek runs his fingers over the fabric of my dress, caressing my breasts through it. I move my hands to cover his. Standing in total silence, I feel a sense of perfect peace that I know is because, finally, we are alone. Together. Nothing will ever keep us apart again.

Derek's fingers quickly work my dress, and I'm panting at the sensation of him undressing me. As my dress slides down to the floor, Derek and his tongue follow it, licking up and down my spine. Stopping to nibble on my ass while he walks his fingers around to my pussy, my tiny g string is already wet. He pushes it to the side with his fingers to start rubbing my clit. Slowly, he bends me over. I feel his fingers drag over my pussy before he slides them inside me, scissoring and stretching me, getting me ready for his cock.

Derek is pumping his fingers fast and deep in my pussy when I feel his tongue start to dart around my ass. Arching my back and holding onto the sides of the chair, I push back into his face; I'm going ride the fuck out of his face. I can feel him sliding back, and I push with him until I am sitting on his face. His amazing fingers never miss a stroke. I start to unbutton his shirt, freeing his eight-pack abs. God, his body is gorgeous. I circle my tongue around his nipples and then run my tongue down his eight-pack abs, worshipping every chiseled inch of him.

Making my way down his stomach, trying to stay focused with his fingers and tongue going to work on me. His trousers only have one button, I take it in my mouth and pop it open. Derek lifts his hips up to let me take him out of his pants. I slide them down to his ankles, and my hands caress his thighs as I slide them back up in between his legs.

My tongue licks across the head of that gorgeous cock, twelve inches of rock-hard fun. I take my time using my mouth to caress his cock. Licking up and down his shaft, massaging his balls with my fingers.

“Ohhhhhhh,” I start to cry out. I'm almost painfully aroused, and I need so much more Derek! I wrap my mouth around the head of his cock, swallowing as I feel my orgasm start to shake through me now. Derek starts twisting and turning his fingers inside of me, with his tongue never missing a stroke inside my ass. I arch my back and tighten my jaws around his cock, and as my cum starts flowing I can feel it dripping down my leg.

Derek slides his tongue out of my ass and starts to lick my pussy, nibbling on my clit.

I go to work on his cock, taking my breasts and putting one on each side of his shaft. Snugly securing him between my tits, I take my nipples and stroke the side of his shaft with it. Derek starts to move his hips to match the rhythm of my mouth. I make sure to take it a little deeper every time I come back down on his length.

I can feel that head starting to throb deep in the back of my throat. Derek darts his tongue in and out of my pussy placing my clit in between his teeth and tugging on it. It feels so good having him take what he wants from me.

I know Derek can feel the shake in my body as I’m about to cum, and I'm ready to swallow his load. I pick up the pace, bobbing my head up and down on his cock. I feel him getting closer to the edge of orgasm. All I need to do is just to push him over it.

Taking my hands and putting them underneath my breasts I start to play with his heavy balls. I work my fingers deep into the sides of Derek’s balls. I can feel him losing concentration as his tongue fondles my pussy trying to get his rhythm back. My mouth and my fingers keep playing with Derek's cock.

I can taste that huge head getting slick with pre-cum. Derek moans against my pussy, making me vibrate as he orgasms, shooting hot jets of cum down my throat.

I gladly keep sucking his cock as that cum fills my mouth up. I let it run down the corners of my mouth onto my breasts even though I'm swallowing a lot of it, too. There's just so much that it's dripping down my nipples, sending shivers up my spine. I keep sucking on that cock because I want it all, every ounce of cum those heavy balls are holding. When I feel his cock stop jerking in my mouth, I slowly pull it out and let that cum-covered head rest on my breasts.

Derek moves up to kiss me. His face is shiny from my juices. I run my tongue over his lips, tasting me on his mouth before I deepen our kiss. I can feel him shiver underneath me.

I break our kiss and bring his fingers to my mouth. I look deep into his eyes as I slide them between my lips and suck them like I did his cock. I watch as Derek's eyes narrow with lust and hear his breathing get shallower. I love having this effect on him, and the way that he turns me on more than I even thought possible.

I lick his fingers all over and in between them making sure to get every drop left. As I lick Derek's fingers, I start to grind my clit on the head of his cock now, between my thighs again from how we shifted during our kiss. I take my wet fingers and slide them down to wrap them around his balls. They're still so fucking heavy, and his cock is back at full erect attention. I take advantage of this, and I grind my clit harder into his head moving it up and down nice and slow, making that head wet from all the cum he's already earned from me.

Sliding up and down so that head is right in between my thighs pressing up against my pussy lips. All it needs is a little thrust to be where it needs to be inside my pussy. My fingers walk up the underside of Derek's shaft as I make my way to place his head inside my pussy.

Taking hold of Derek's cock, while he plays with my breasts still sticky with his cum, and I bury his cock inside me. Who needs a toy when I have this twelve inch, heavenly thick cock to play with? It feels so good as it slides deeper, filling me up. I work my hips and start to grind on that massive cock. I've missed it! How many nights has my pussy ached, needing to be fucked as only Derek can? I’m in ecstasy as he touches the deepest parts of me, stroking at my very soul with his every pump.

Derek fondles my breasts, making me arch my back and pick up my pace with the lust he stokes within me, and I start riding him hard and fast. I’m bouncing up and down on him so quickly he has to catch my nipples to put them back in his mouth.

Derek grabs my hips and starts helping me make his cock even harder. I let my head fall back at the sheer intensity of our fucking, getting lost in the sound of us together, skin against skin.

Derek keeps pressed against me as I start to slow down my speed to a tantalizing pace, determined to fuck us both into madness. I start pulling his cock completely out of me, slowly retreating and then teasing us both even more by filling myself up with him in that same almost leisurely pace. But that makes every entry, every shudder, every stroke magnified until it feels like we’re both high on each other and I’m panting like he’s pumping into me. Fucking yourself on this big of a cock is a challenge no matter the pace!

Derek’s mouth roves from my nipples and he starts running his tongue up and down my stomach, taking his time to make sure he licks every inch of me. Trembling with need from his touch, I take his hand and place it right above my clit. I cover his hand with mine, inviting his fingers to play up and down my lips because I’m insatiable with Derek. No matter how much he touches me I still want more!

Gripping my wrist, he pulls my hand aside and slides his cock back in me. He takes requests, but he likes to take charge.

“Cum all over my cock again, Ella,” Derek groans. He pumps hard into me.

I’m already close again, shuddering and sighing. The erotic rush that takes over my body fills me up, and I can’t control it.

Derek lifts me up so that only the tip of his cock is still inside my pussy and I start whimpering with need. He plunges me back down on his cock and I come undone at the sensation of him filling me up so completely.

“FUCK!” I scream, gasping and gulping air, blinking, like I’m having some kind of sex-induced stroke and am trying to regain control of my being.

Derek has taken over me. He sits up, staring into my eyes with his fingers on my lips as he rolls his hips to fuck me at such a good angle that my eyes roll back in their orbits. I focus on licking the tips of his fingers before he brings them down and wraps them around my throat, just enough to make my thundering orgasm ever more intense.

Cumming and feeling the intense erotic sensations of getting pounded by his cock is almost too much to bear. It feels amazing, like the rest of the world doesn't exist, and my whole body is only for the pleasure Derek brings. He releases my throat and I start to come down just a little, back to reality.

Derek pulls me down on all fours, grabs hold of my hair and starts tugging on it as he slams his cock deeper into me. He starts spanking my ass, making me jump just a little.

I moan with every powerful thrust he and I push back even harder to take his cock. Derek runs his tongue across my neck before he starts to suck and nibble on it.

Feeling his breath on my neck feels so good it almost seems unreal. I kinda still can't believe this isn't a dream. I curl my toes and try to bite down on my lip but just as I do so Derek bites my neck and my mouth instead gapes open with a low groan.

My pussy strangles his cock and I’m shattering around him, so much lust building and bursting within me. I feel him pull out and I spin around and take every inch of his cock into my mouth, sucking the taste of me off him.

Derek shoves his cock down my throat and I gladly swallow him up, deep and hard he starts fucking my face.

The feel of his cock invading my throat and taking over makes my nipples hard. Derek tugs my nipples and then his hands drag circles over my sensitive clit. I moan against his throbbing cock in my throat. I know I'll be raw and sore tomorrow, but it'll just be a delicious reminder of everything I have now, finally.

Sex-related aching is just my kind of happily ever after.

“Fuck, I’m cumming for you, Ella,” Derek groans, and I swallow him down to the last drop, greedy for every delicious taste of him. He pulls his cock from my mouth and I whimper a little, feeling empty without him, but he lies me back down and pulls my legs toward his lap.

Derek takes my feet and kisses each one of my toes before he puts them in his mouth, then he runs his tongue in between them. No part of my body gets excluded from Derek's erotic exploration, and he makes me feel cherished. His tongue runs up and down the inside of my thighs before finally making its way to my soaking wet pussy. Teasing me, Derek breathes hot over my pussy, making me shiver. He doesn't tease me long though, and soon he's moving his tongue across my swollen pussy lips, darting his tongue back and forth.

Feeling that warm sensation washing over my body, Derek grabs my legs and spreads them wider as he lifts my ass up off the chair. Derek buries his face deep in my pussy, wrapping his lips around my clit and starts to suck on it. It feels like Derek is trying to suck my soul out of my body through my pussy. Gripping the arms of the chair and arching my back hard against his face, I can’t believe I’ve got more orgasm fuel in me but he’s revving the engines.

Derek’s hands reach to fondle and caress my breasts, pulling on my nipples. The wonderful euphoric feeling takes over me again as I feel the heat pooling my belly as he brings me closer again. Derek sucks my clit for the finishing shot and I’m shuddering, legs giving out. He covers my mouth with his and embraces me in a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues dance in each other's mouths—cum, breath, moans—all shared until we meld as one. It's filthy romantic, exactly like us. After the orgasm marathon of a lifetime, I think we’ve had just about as much reunion as our bodies can handle.

Derek pulls me into his arms and crushes me against the hard wall of his chest. I can feel his heart racing on top of my mine and I feel euphoric, happier than I've ever been in my life.

Derek tucks a finger under my chin and looks deep into my eyes. "I've been searching high and low for you. I went back to the club after I called the number you gave me and it didn’t work.” The look on Derek’s face is so sincere and genuine I can feel the pain he felt in not finding me as clearly as I see the joy in his eyes that he has.

"I got fired that night after you left. I had to turn in my phone and pack up my things." I laugh now that we're together and can appreciate the humor in the situation. "That's what happens when a stripper misses her call to the stage and doesn’t collect money while in the V.I.P."

Derek searches my face, and I realize that after this time apart, he's worried that all of this is for nothing. "I’m not concerned about what was left behind in New York. Once I figured out where you were from I had to get here. I had to find you. Never have I ever felt this way about anyone before. And I know that there are women lining up to have a chance with you...but I had to try."

Derek waits for a beat to be sure that I'm not about to say something else, and then runs his tongue over his lips, inhaling before he speaks. The intensity in this room now, between us, is practically static electricity in the air. “My heart broke every time I tried to find you but failed. All my friends tried to warn me that you weren't real. That you were too good to be true. And I didn’t care. I couldn’t get you out of my mind." Derek's voice is louder because he needed to get this off his chest. "This whole ball was designed to find you. My man, Travers, came up with the idea in the hopes that you would hear about it and come." He kisses my forehead. "And here you are.” His lips grace over mine, but he's not done talking. "I promise to never let you get away again, I thought I would never find you, my real life princess."

Derek’s words wash over me, I take them into my heart and keep them there. I love him, and after everything, I need him to tell me that we're real before I can say another word. Panic rises in me, remnants of this desperate search lingering and haunting what should be a happy moment. I have this feeling that everything is so perfect that it might come crashing down on us any minute. I need us to be real. I need us to be forever.

Derek cups my face. "Whatever you're worrying about, don’t." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ears. "I am in love with you. I know it sounds crazy because we've spent more time searching for each other than in each others' arms, but I love you. You are undeniably mine, and I have to have you. You know you and I belong together." His arms squeeze around me possessively. "My heart aches when I can’t be near you. This last week has been hell, going to every damn strip club I could find, and all I wanted was you. I'm more than just someone you had in the V.I.P. room. I'm sorry I cost you your job, but I need to have you, forever." He releases his grip a little, relaxing when he realizes how intense he's being.

No one has ever laid it all out like this for me, and I love that he can hardly contain his passion.

"The next day still thinking about you at lunch all I could talk about was you. The way you felt and the way you smelled. My friends have never seen me act this way before. I need you, Ella, to stay with me; let me show you every part of me and I hope you want to show me every part of you. I want to be here to calm your fears, be the shoulder that you cry on. I want to keep you here forever. I will go against the world for you. Ella, I love you."

He said those words again. He knew it was what I needed. He means them. "Derek," I whisper, unable to find my own words right now.

He places his finger on my lips. "If you think I'm crazy it’s okay, just know that I do love you, Ella. I would never have stopped searching for you."

I kiss his fingers and move them and place them over my heart, and while looking deep into his eyes I tell him, "Derek, I don’t think you're crazy. I love you, too." He covers my hand with his and kisses me again. This time our kiss is sensual and intense. It goes on forever, and the whole world feels like nothing else exists but us. Feeling the slickness of our sweat, our cum, we stay pressed together as Derek picks me up and lowers us both to the floor. Placing his body on top of mine, he takes both our hands, and we interlock our fingers above my head. Derek works his tongue down my neck and across my breasts, kissing me with a hungry compulsion that matches my own need. Feeling his tongue once again on my skin makes me quiver. The combined heat of our bodies together makes it feel warm in this place of love. Derek’s secret place will forever be the place where we first told each other we love you.

I could stay with him like this forever, never caring about what happens outside of this room. We love each other, and that should be enough. But I know he's royalty and his family will likely never approve, but I'm ready for whatever challenges come our way. I've already lost a job for him, and have flown clear across the world for him. All for him, all for this moment chasing a dream that has now become a sweet, sweet reality. I will fight to hold onto this because I will never feel this way again in my life. And I know that Derek feels the same. Here we are together as I prepared to search for him, and he was already searching for me. That type of love only comes once in a lifetime. I know that Derek will fight just as hard to be with me. And that means nothing can stop us from being together because we're both committed to being truly in love with each other.

Everything is going to be okay.

The soft wet kisses caressing my skin crash my train of thought, though, and all I think of now is how I slide my hand down to that rock-hard erection and start to rub the thick head across my clit. Arching back underneath him, I spread my legs to let his cock inside my pussy once more. This time, as two people in love, we move with each other’s bodies. I bury my face in Derek's neck, as he strokes deep inside my pussy, his cock feels like this is where it's meant to be.

Exploring my pussy in even, slow strokes, he's finding every spot that there is, and some I didn’t know I had. I grow wetter by the minute with every stroke. I bite on Derek's neck and drag my nails across his back as he picks up his pace. I thrust and grind my hips to keep up with his strokes. I want him to know I want to fuck him as much as he wants to fuck me. My toes curl tightly as I feel those juices building up again. I'm going to cover his cock again with my cum, but this time not as a girl chasing a dream or fantasy, but as the girl who is having hot dirty sex with the man, my man whom I love.

I’m not going to hold back this time; I'm going to let my orgasm erupt all over his cock when it's ready to explode. I want to cum with him, I want us to share that intense orgasmic climax together. Feeling that euphoric feeling washing over the both of us, taking control of us. The world spins as we soar into our orbit. I work my hips harder making sure to drive that cock deep inside my pussy. Here is where I want his cock to stay, deep inside my canal where I can feel Derek’s head throbbing against the walls of my cunt. We kiss each other as our tongues dance and swirl around each other as we both arch our backs as we explode. I can feel our juices mixing deep inside me. My eyes roll back as Derek holds on tightly to my back. Still thrusting his cock as it continues to shoot load after load. My cum flows out of my pussy and down his shaft, and I reach my hands out to catch it underneath his balls. I fill my hands up and then bring them to my mouth as Derek and I both stick our tongues in the palm of my hand to taste the sweet mixture of him and I. Completely spent, my legs shake as Derek lies on top of me, his breathing ragged. I suck our cum off my finger and then kiss him, loving the taste of us mixed together.

We’re both panting now and finally spent.

Rolling onto his back, Derek wraps his arms around me, burying his face into my neck. He inhales, breathing me in and pressing his lips against my skin. “Tell me this is real, and that you won’t leave me again.” The raw need in his voice makes my eyes sting, nearly bringing me to tears.

I gently kiss his cheek, tender as I can be. "We're real. I'll never leave. I couldn't stand to lose you again."