Page 48 of Once Upon a Prince

My hands went to the bottom of her dress. I knew I should take things slow, give her more romance, finesse but I couldn’t wait to have her. At times, I felt as if I had been waiting my entire life to have her in my arms and I didn’t want to wait any longer for us to become one.

Slowly, I bunched the dress in my hands, exposing more and more of her skin. She shivered again, I wasn’t sure if it was because of the cold, anticipation, or the feel of my hands on her. Her skin was soft and silky and I longed to kiss every inch of her. I wanted to look at her face as I brought her to the edge of reason and then pushed her over it. I cupped my hands around her waist as I lifted the dress over her chest. I wanted to linger over her breasts, to tease and play with them as I imagined but I wanted to see them more. Ella understood what I wanted and lifted her hands over her head so I could take her dress completely off.

I stepped away from her getting a better look. What I saw in front of me took my breath away. My eyes roamed over her body, taking in the matching black silk panties and bra set she was wearing. I knew she had an incredible body; I had no idea it was going to be this impressive. Her breasts were full and lush and just begging me to kiss them. Her curves added to her sexiness as did her long legs and the prize that was hiding behind her tiny panties.

My eyes locked on Ella and I could see the blush forming on her cheeks. She lifted her hands as if she wanted to cover herself but I stepped forward and took her hands in mine. I brought them to my lips and kissed them. I held her gaze as I sucked on her index finger. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. I kept sucking until she lifted her head and looked at me.

“Beautiful. So beautiful,” I said. My voice was hoarse with desire. “Come here.” I pulled her to me and she went willingly. Her eyes were still locked on mine.

I wanted her, more than I wanted to take my next breath. I wanted to lift her up and push her up against the wall, or throw her on the couch, but I didn’t want our first time to be like that. I knew if I didn’t get her into the bedroom immediately, I wasn’t going to.

With a knowing smile, I bent down and lifted her into my arms. She let out a shocked cry and said, “Dax! What are you doing?”

“What I’ve wanted to do for weeks, take you to bed.”

Her eyes were full of wonder and happiness and I vowed I would do whatever I could to make sure she always looked like that. She wrapped her arms around me and shook her head. “Put me down,” she said.

“No. I don’t plan on ever letting you go. I want to do this and so many other things for you. I want us to see what we can be together and I have a feeling it’s going to be incredible.”

“Dax,” Ella sighed.

“Just you wait,” I said and carried her to her bedroom.

Chapter 27

Ella

The man was carrying me like I didn’t weigh anything. As if the idea of lifting a woman in his arms and carrying her to the bedroom was something he could do every day. He certainly was carrying me like it was no big deal. I wanted to protest some more, I wanted to tell him it was ridiculous and unnecessary, but I couldn’t because I was loving it and everything he was doing too much.

The dinner had been just as amazing as the rest of the day. It was wonderful to talk to him, really talk to him about things that didn’t involve work. I had been nervous that once we stopped talking shop, we wouldn’t have anything to say to each other. It was refreshing to see that wasn’t the case.

There was an undercurrent of sexual tension between us through the whole dinner. I was worried Enrique would know and even comment but he hadn’t. The meal was wonderful but I was happy when it was over and the rest of the night could begin. By the looks that Dax was giving me, I could tell he felt the same way.

Now, he was carrying me into the bedroom while I wore nothing but a pair of panties and a bra and he looked at me like I was good enough to eat. I didn’t mind the look and hoped he would enjoy all of me for dessert.

I had left the bedside light on so it cast a soft glow to the king size bed as Dax gently bent down and placed me in front of the bed. As he stood up, he took his time, his eyes and hands lingering over my body as if he wanted to memorize every inch of me. I shivered with desire and need. When his eyes locked on mine, I put my hands on his back and lifted my mouth to his.

He smiled as his mouth found mine. His hands went to my hips and pulled me to him. I could feel his erection pressing up against me. His tongue plunged into my mouth and I clung to him as we kissed. I was keenly aware of the fact that I was standing next to him wearing practically nothing while he was still fully clothed.

My hands went to his pants and unbuckled them. His hands went to my breasts and massaged them over my bra. I arched my back toward him, wanting him to have access to all of me. He smiled into my mouth before moving his mouth down my neck and to my collar bone and then between my breasts. I unzipped his pants and pushed them down to the floor. My hands immediately went to his boxer briefs and between his legs, giving him a slow, long pull.

“Ella,” he moaned as his tongue licked my right breast. His hands moved to the back of my bra and quickly took it off. It fell unchecked to the floor, Dax immediately cupped both my breasts in his hands. He tilted his head to one side and took my nipple into his mouth. I cried out at the feeling of his mouth on me and tugged on his harder. It wasn’t enough, I wanted to feel all of him next to me and I reached up to unbutton his shirt. His muscles flexed and tensed as I ran my fingers along his skin. He kept his attention on my breasts, moving between the two.

When his shirt was completely open, I tugged it off his arms. It was my turn to step back and look at the magnificent view before me. He dropped his hands to his side and gave me a few minutes to just look at him. He was a beautiful man, there was no other way to describe him, he was just simply beautiful. His body was toned and muscular, his waist was slim and his six-pack abs were just begging for me to touch them. It was all almost too much to look at, to think that it was mine to have. What really got me was the look of desire and need I saw in his eyes. I knew if I wasn’t careful, this man could be my undoing.

At that moment, I didn’t care.

“Come here,” I said to him and walked backwards and crawled onto the bed.

I was halfway on when Dax put his hands on my knees and stopped my movement. My legs were hanging off the side of the bed. I wasn’t sure what he wanted but I did as he asked. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. He stood in front of me and made quick work of taking off my panties. He tossed them over his shoulder and then put his hands under my knees and practically lifted me up off the bed as he nestled his face between my legs.

His tongue flicked inside me and I cried out. My body was immediately on fire with need. I opened my legs for him, giving myself over to him, though he had me long ago. His hands held my ass as his tongue moved in and out of me. My hips moved to the rhythm he was creating and I loved every minute of it.

“Dax,” I cried out as my hips moved faster and faster. I had never had a man take me in such a way or get me to go so high so quickly. I knew I was close to finding my release.

He squeezed my ass and then moved his right hand slowly along my stomach and up to my breast. He took my left nipple into his hand and massaged it. His hands, his tongue, his mouth, simple him, were all too much for me and I arched my hips in the air and cried out as my orgasm shot through my body. I twisted with the fierceness of it and squeezed my legs around Dax’s head. He stayed where he was as my body convulsed around him. His tongue still moved around me and it was only when I dropped my hips and legs down to the bed that he moved away from me.

His hands lingered over my body as he moved himself so that he was lying next to me. My eyes were closed but I could feel his movements. His fingers traced my body, down my stomach, up and around my breasts, along my neck and then back down. Little aftershocks ran through my body as he did and when he moved his hand lower and between my legs, I was amazed at how sensitive I still was.

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