Chương 183: Chapter 183
They were led into a room at the end of the evening for a short press conference. Pearl and Erik stood on each side of the president. The president spoke, thanking Erik for his visit.
"It has been a lovely visit for our two countries this evening. I am honored as always to have shared the camaraderie and common goals for diplomacy, peace and for the people of our nations with his royal highness. And I was pleasantly surprised to meet such a lovely and exceptional woman in Ms. Clarke. I look forward to more visits from the both of them in future." He said.
Reporters flooded him with questions but he declined them. He took Pearl's hand and kissed it, bowed to Erik, then took his leave. Pearl was in absolute shock that he had spoken so highly of her.
Erik was quiet on the car ride back to the hotel. It wasn't like him. Pearl was hoping she didn't screw up too badly. She knew she broke some of the rules and she was certain she stood out like a sore thumb all night, most likely embarrassing him.
They arrived and Charles let them out of the car. Erik didn't reach for her hand as he usually did. He seemed bothered by something. Pearl knew then that something was wrong and felt her heart in her stomach as they got on the elevator and made their way to the suite. Erik opened the door and walked to the bar, still silent.
Pearl stood in the middle of the room, still clutching her purse, watching him.
"Erik, I..." she started to say.
"Please. I need you to give me a moment." He said. She nodded and sat down. He poured himself a glass of bourbon and slammed it and then poured another.
The silence between them was deafening.
"Tonight was not what I expected it would be." Erik finally said, invading the silence like a sledgehammer.
"Erik, I am so sorry. I am not good at this. Please forgive me if I embarrassed you in any way." Pearl said.
"Embarrassed me? Are you mad? You were extraordinary tonight." He said. Pearl felt relief but was still concerned about his silence.
"I thought that I screwed up because of your silence." She explained.
"I was silent because of the terror inside of myself. How you handled yourself tonight, how perfectly imperfect you are. How brilliant and bright. They all loved you. You are going to change stereotypes, rules, lives, and the world. You're already changing me. I am so in love with you that I don't know if I will be able to survive it. The pride and love and desire I have for you consumes me to the point that I can't imagine I would survive the loss of you in my life. I've never feared losing something before and I am afraid of losing you. You are everything to me." He said. "I am terrified of how much I care for you."
Pearl looked at him in complete shock. She wasn't expecting that at all.
"Fuck it I don't care anymore. You are mine." He said and walked to her, grabbing her waist and pulling her to him. He kissed her with a passion and fever she hadn't felt from him before. His hands were everywhere on her body. She took his jacket off and he pulled at his tie, loosening it as she unbuttoned his shirt. He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. Turning her around abruptly, he unzipped her dress and pulled it to the floor with force, ripping it down the back. He tore at her garter belt and pulled her pantyhose off. She took his dress shirt and undershirt off and loosened his pants. He dropped them to the floor and ripped her panties off with one quick and deliberate motion.
"I need to be inside of you. I need you now." He said, kissing her and squeezing her body, pulling her close to him. He cradled her by the neck and back and laid her on the bed, spreading her legs with force, entering her. She cried out and ran her nails down his back, drawing blood. "Fuck." He groaned, pummeling into her relentlessly. "I have to feel you. I have to feel every bit of inside of you. God, I have to consume you." He whispered, thrusting into her over and over again for what seemed like hours. He was unyielding tonight and Pearl was gladly taking it, loving every bit of the exquisite pain and pleasure. After her third climax, he finally slowed and she could feel is body beginning to peak. He looked into her eyes and told her to look at him. "I want to see your eyes when I fill you with my cum." He said. This sent her over the edge and a fourth orgasm came over her, milking him as his pumped into her body.
He pulled her tightly into his arms and held her as they caught their breath. She could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his sweat was now covering her body as well as his. She kissed his chest and neck. "I love you, Erik. I will never leave you. Ever." She said, wanting to reassure him and she meant it.
"No. You will not." He said, tightening his hold on her.
"Good morning, nightingale." He said. They had fallen asleep clinging to one another and were laying just as they had been after their lovemaking the night before.
"Good morning, Prince Charming." She said. He kissed the top of her head and got up. She loved his naked body. The tattoos all over his chest and arms, his large, muscular frame, giant cock and deliciously round ass. He looked like the kind of man that could posses a heavy weight fighting title yet he was as elegant as a swan. He was the best of both worlds.
"I love looking at your body." Pearl said.
"You do, do you?" He smiled and posed, turning around and flexing his muscles, gyrating around the room.
"Did you just helicopter your penis?" Pearl asked, covering her eyes and laughing hysterically. "I can't unsee that!"
"Just showing you the goods, pretty girl" he said, laughing and heading to the shower.
They sat at breakfast and Erik handed Pearl a paper. The headline read "American rock star wows at the French State dinner with Prince Erik." And there was a photo of the president kissing her hand and smiling and her. Erik smiled and put his hand on hers. She told him she was happy she made him proud.
"We have an agenda today, little bird." Erik said.
"Oh yes. Of course. State business. What is it today?" She asked.
"We are going on a tour of Paris with our photographer. The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Notre Dame cathedral. All of it. Wear comfortable shoes." He said with a wink.
Alice arrived and looked around the bedroom, picking up the ripped dress. "It looks like last night went well, then." She said, shaking her head.
"Yes, yes it did." Pearl said shyly, covering her mouth and a giggle.
She helped make Pearl look like a woman on the arm of prince should. Her dress was modest and fashionable.
"You look perfect." Erik said, kissing her cheek. He leaned in and whispered, "I look forward to ripping your knickers off later and defiling you properly later."
Pearl felt her skin flush.
"Shall we?" Erik said with a bow. She nodded and walked out of the room toward the beautiful city of love and light. Both of which now filled her heart and soul.
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