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The Prince was looking in the mirror fixing his suit and tie when he saw Rachel walk out of the bedroom wearing a blue skirt outfit.
"If you are done staring we need to go," Rachel said as she walked passed him and grabbed her things.
His eyes darkened and licked his lips. He really loved what she was wearing and it wasn't even revealing at all. He opened the door for her and both walked out.
The Queen and the King were talking to another important royal family when she noticed, her son and daughter in law walk out of the elevators hand in hand and they looked so naturally that she couldn't hold back the smile that appeared on her face. The King saw his wife smiling and when he looked to where she was, he didn't know what to think. Yes his son and temporary daughter in law looked in love but he knew it was a lie. Then why did they look so comfortable with each other?
"Hello dears," the Queen smiled as looked at Rachel. "Beautiful."
"Thank you my Queen."
"You're husband seems to think so too since he can't stop looking at you." One of the other royal families said.
Rachel looked at the Prince lovingly knowing that her acting skills were impeccable and wrapped her arm around his giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Well he better, right?" She winked at the other royal family who smiled back appreciating the young lovebirds in front of them.
The Prince smirked and pulled her closer to him feeling her breasts against him and gave her a peck on the lips. "Excuse us. We need to get going."
Rachel smiled at the royal family and after saying their goodbye, Rachel and her "royal family" headed to their own town car.
As they got inside the car, the Queen whispered in Rachel ear. "Blue is his favorite color," the Queen smirked as Rachel got in and sat next to the Prince.
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"All right kids, next stop is Paris, France. We arrive tomorrow in 21 hours. Miss Rachel you can change clothes if you want to be more comfortable while you sleep. I'll wake you up with enough time to get ready." Jawara said looking at his phone as he typed away.
Rachel's eyes widened and smiled. "Okay," she said still not believing where she was headed. She grabbed one of her suitcases and went to the bathroom.
The Prince noticed she looked excited. "Chill Rachel it feels like you're going to jump out of your skin with excitement." He said even if she didn't hear him.
"Be nice. This is all new for her. The least you can do is help her have fun and make her feel welcomed." Jawara said sternly and walked away.
The Prince knew Jawara was right but it was easier being Puck the fun and crazy Prince than being Noah.
Rachel came out of the bathroom ready for bed and when she was going to lie down she saw the Prince staring. "What now?" she asked annoyed.
"Nothing," he said as she lied down and closed her eyes while she listened to her iPod. She really was sexy, he thought. He rolled his eyes and went to sit on his side and took a nap. Since he could be himself around her and he didn't have the pressure to impress her, maybe he could try and be Noah instead of Puck the Prince.
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Rachel was vibrating with excitement the moment she saw the lights in Paris. She couldn't believe she was there and when she read where she was eating dinner and going for meetings, she was beyond ecstatic. The royal family walked towards the crowd and screaming fans and took the time to greet them or even take pictures.
Rachel signed a couple of pictures of her wedding day that some of the girls had but Jawara pulled her away.
"We're in a tight schedule Miss."
"Of course," she smiled sweetly and grabbed her husband's hand and the people went wild as they watched the royal family walk away.
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Rachel eyes widened when she noticed her room had the view of the Eiffel Tower. They were staying at the Hôtel Plaza Athénée. She remembered this hotel from Sex and the City and now she was actually sating in it. This was a dream. The Prince and her were staying at Eiffel Suite Art Deco and the Queen and King were staying in the Eiffel Suite Terrace.
"Rachel snap out of it. We have to be ready in two hours." The Prince said while he went to the bathroom first.
She rolled her eyes and went to unpack but her eyes would always go to the window where the beautiful Eiffel Tower was. She really hoped she could go and see up close but their schedules for this trip was very demanding and she saw no free time.
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The dinner was even formal than the Bahamas of course. It was Paris after all.
The Prince didn't know if she was doing it on purpose or not but he really loved the color blue and the dress she wore intensified that. He needed to learn how to control his reaction towards her because his dick wanted out and inside her as soon as possible.
"I'm ready. You're parents are waiting. Let's go." She said after making sure she looked presentable.
"After you," he watched her walk pass him. He pressed on his hard on trying to make it go away. "By the way, you look absolutely stunning."
Rachel smiled at him. "Thank you Noah. So do you."
"You keep calling me Noah," for some reason even though he had told her to call him that it was surprising still hearing it from her mouth so easily and he didn't know what to make of it.
"Isn't that your name?" she asked annoyed.
"Yes"
"You're acting weirder than at the Bahamas," she didn't know what to make of that either.
He quickly snapped out of it and moved closer to her. "Only one way to fix that," he smirked.
"Ah there you are," she said sarcastically.
He opened the door and they headed out.
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At the dinner the King and Queen were talking to other guests while the Prince and Rachel talked to others. She didn't really speak unless she actually knew what they were talking about or preferred to stay quiet while her husband did his thing. And if she was honest with herself, he was quite attractive when he acted so mature and responsible and confident, not like the asshole and horny sexy delicious bastard she has come to know.
A few times throughout the night he would glance her way and winked at her. He really liked how easy it was for her to become her part of the deal. He kept talking with other royalties but his gaze would always end up on his sexy, beautiful, stubborn wife.
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The second night they had another dinner but more private and less guests.
"Seriously where do you find these dresses?" he asked and groaned admiring her dress and the way her body looked in it.
Rachel chuckled. "Jawara or your mother, they are always responsible for my wardrobe."
The Prince smiled appreciating every curve of her body and nodded as they made their way through the lobby. Another night trying to control his aroused body while he made conversation with other guests while his gaze went to her as well.
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The third night they had another dinner but this time it was just going to be the Prince and Rachel.
He was pacing back and forth nervously when Rachel walked out ready to go. She saw him and walked towards him.
"Noah what's wrong?" she asked while she held his arm.
"I don't think I can do this." He blew out a nervous breath.
"You're kidding right?"
"No, my father thinks that if we go alone it will teach me and show me what a true King I can be to our people."
Rachel sighed and realized he really was nervous. "You are going to be fine. I promise. I'll be next to you for as long as you want me to. It is my duty after all," he saw her smirk and shook his head in disbelief. "You need me all you have to do is give me some sort of signal and I'm by your side in a second."
"You're something."
She smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment."
He laughed as he took in what she was wearing and once again an amazing dress she wore perfectly.
"Now come on husband. Time to work your magic."
"You look beautiful," he said as he opened the door.
"Thank you. Can I tell you a secret?" he nodded. "This is my favorite dress. Pink is my favorite color," she smiled excitedly.
"Of course it is," he laughed as they made their way out.
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That night the Prince did an amazing job if you asked Rachel. He actually felt confident as the hours passed and didn't need her by his side all the time.
She would make small talk with other princesses but kept an eye on him just in case he needed her.
He didn't but she didn't miss the glances he would make her way to see where she was and would smile softly to her like he was proud of himself.
"Thanks for tonight," he whispered in her ear as they made their way out of the great room where the dinner had been in motion a few minutes ago.
"Anytime," she smiled at him.
"You know, you're pretty cool when you want to be." He said as he wrapped his arm around her waist as they made their way to the elevators.
"You're not so bad either when you aren't a complete ass," she smirked.
He smirked. "Touché."
Rachel walked into their suite first followed by him as he closed the door. She headed towards the room exhausted. She removed her shoes and tried to unzip her dress but she couldn't.
"Noah?" she couldn't believe she was going to ask him.
"Yea?" he walked in wondering what she wanted.
She looked at him and he already had his jacket off and his white dress shirt unbuttoned showing her his delicious toned chest and the v above his pants.
"Can you unzip me?" she turned around and held her breath hoping this would soon pass and they both could go sleep on separate rooms.
He walked towards her and stood about a foot behind her and took the zipper in his fingers. As soon as he did that, he touched her skin and saw the goosebumps as he slowly pulled the zipper down.
He could have stopped where her waist started but he lowered it until he could see the swell of her ass and groaned internally when he saw she was wearing a thong.
She didn't know why she was letting him pull the zipper lower than what it needed to but once she felt that it was low enough she turned around looking at him.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"Yea no problem." He said huskily.
She saw him smile at her and walk out the room and she sure as hell didn't miss the tent on his pants. She bit her bottom lip and took a deep breath as she removed her dress and headed to the bathroom.
When she got out of the bathroom and into the bed she heard a soft "Fuck" groaned from the other room. Did he? He couldn't have. He wouldn't. No way. He knew she could have easily walked in on him. Her eyes widened and the heat between her legs increased still trying to grasp the fact that she heard him. Did he think of her? Ugh now she was thinking about the last time she got laid or even the last time she took care of it herself. She sighed trying to go to sleep even though she was weirdly and sexually aroused and only one man in her mind.
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The next day, Rachel lay in bed enjoying being able to sleep in. She thought she had to be up and ready early in the morning but Jawara had called and told them today was going to be a free day for them.
"Rachel?" the Prince asked from the other room.
"Yea?" she asked.
The Prince walked into the bedroom. "I have a surprise for you tonight."
"What is it?" she asked.
He rolled his eyes. "It wouldn't be a surprised if I told you now would it?"
She rolled her eyes. "Tell me."
"No. But get dressed. You're going shopping with my mother."
"Why?" she asked.
"Why do you ask so many questions?" he asked annoyed. "Jeez"
"Fine. Dios mio." She said as she got off the bed giving a great view of her panty-covered ass.
"Dammit Rachel," he groaned for more than one reason, her Spanish and her barely covered ass. He wanted to thank the person who taught his wife Spanish because the words coming out of her mouth was sexy as fuck.
"What?" she asked stopped walking and looked over her shoulder.
"What the fuck are you wearing?" he asked as he saw the pajama and pressed on his bulge again.
"My pajamas," she said casually but wanted to smile.
"I can see your ass," he said huskily.
"You've seen my ass in a swim suit." She said casually. "Jeez you're such a horn dog."
"Whatever Rachel, you love the attention I'm giving you and you should be thankful I haven't slept around. I'm being a faithful husband." He grinned.
She laughed. "Okay. Are we done? Can I take a shower now?"
"Only if I can join you?" he smirked.
She glared at him but smiled as she walked to the bathroom.
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It was finally nighttime and he was nervous. He didn't know why because they were just getting to the point of being friends. Maybe. But he had decided that even if he was acting like a jerk most of the time, he wanted to do something nice for her.
After all this was her first time in Paris.
He was waiting for her down at the lobby and looked at his watch constantly obviously a little nervous. He was about to call to the room when he saw her walk up to him. "Wow," he whispered as she approached him.
"Thank you." She gave him a peck on the lips. "You look very handsome yourself."
"Shall we?" he asked.
"We shall."
The moment they go into the town car, he wrapped a scarf around her eyes.
"What are you doing?" she asked her beating rapidly.
"Stop asking questions."
TBC
I know some of you want them to get it on already and the teasing is too much for you but I promise we are almost getting there.