My Prince Charming *Completed*

Bonus: Wes

A/N: Beginning is spicy. 

How is it possible? I thought he was gone, out of my life for good. How could Justin possibly be Cleo's biological father? The man that brought me so much pain and suffering all throughout high school, the man who made me feel as if I was unlovable.

Turning the shower on, I stripped my shirt off before staring at myself in the nearby mirror. My wavy brown hair was disheveled and sprinkled with gray; my blue eyes seemed to not be as bright as they used to be. Pulling my pants off, I got into the shower before resting my hands on the wall. I then stared down at my feet as the water was running down my body.

Before I could help it, tears were suddenly making their way into my eyes. I quickly shut my eyes while feeling them run down my cheeks, not understanding how this could happen. Justin ruined my life before, why was he here now? What if he wanted to take my daughter away from me, what if she wanted to leave? I finally had the family I've always wanted, and he comes in here and wants to break that all up.

Hearing the bathroom door open, I quickly wiped my eyes as the curtain slowly pulled back. Turning to my right, I saw the concerned yet gorgeous brown eyes of Noah staring back at me. His strawberry blonde hair was sitting perfectly on top of his head, not a hair out of place. He always looked so put together, how was he so damn perfect?

"You okay?" He quietly asked.

Maybe it was just because my emotions were very high at the moment, or because I knew the kids weren't home, but I couldn't take it. Leaning over, I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him closer to me. When his lips handed on mine I all but growled, loving him so fucking much it hurt.

I basically ended up pulling him into the shower, just wanting him to be near me. Slowly running my hands over his perfect body, I slowly raised his thin tee shirt up his body before letting it fall onto the ground. Not wasting any time, I leaned down to shimmy his pants down those smooth legs. Throwing his jeans aside, I kissed his legs and kept traveling up before my mouth engulfed him.

Glancing up, I watched those eyes flutter shut before he gripped onto my hair. He looked absolutely beautiful with the water slowly running down his body and the pure look of desire on his face. When his moans were coming out quicker, I slowly released him from my mouth before standing up. There was a height difference between us, something I had always loved. I loved when he stood on his tip toes to kiss me, or when he hid behind my body. It felt like I was a protector, and that I was actually able to always keep him safe.

Leaning down, I ever so slowly kissed those amazing lips as he wrapped his arms around my neck. When I switched to kissing his neck, his sweet moans were filling the entire room. "God Wes," he moaned as he dug his nails into my back.

Lifting him up in my arms, he instantly wrapped his legs around my waist before kissing me again. It had been awhile since we've done something as spontaneous as this, and it made me even harder than before. After he was situated on my waist, I slowly eased into him while kissing him harder.

His fingers were tangling in my hair as he suddenly threw his head back against the wall, water running down his chest. My thrusting was turning almost animal like, not being able to control myself. When I felt myself almost to my release, I turned his head to look at me. His eyes were glazed over with lust as he stared at me; he was simply the most beautiful man in the world.

I then pulled him closer to my body before wrapping one of my hands around him. One of the greatest feelings in the world was releasing at the same time of the love of your life. When I finally pulled out of him, I continued to hold him close to me as I then gently washed his body.