Page 50 of Once Upon a Prince

“Dax,” she sighed as I filled her. I took my time. I wanted to relish every moment I had with her. I slowly entered her and then came almost all the way out. I repeated the motion a few more times, going a little further each time.

Ella moaned her approval. She slowly opened her eyes and I lifted my head so our eyes could lock. Our eyes held as I moved deeper and deeper into her. I wanted her to be with me, in every way possible at that moment. I wanted us to be as close as we could be and as we looked at each other, I felt more connected to her than I had any other person ever.

Her hips moved in sync with mine as we slowly picked up the pace. I took my time entering her, going a bit deeper each time. There was so much I wanted to say to her, so much I was feeling but no words would come. The intensity of the moment, how we were looking at each other and what we were making the other feel was more than enough.

When I was all the way inside her, I moved faster. Her body tightened around me as if it was just begging for everything I could give her. I wanted to give her everything, starting with the most incredible orgasm of her life. My hips and body moved on their own accord and Ella was right there with me. She moved with me, holding me as we slowly increased our speed. Soon, we were frantic as I moved in and out of her and she gyrated underneath me. She dropped her head down and arched her hips toward me as she went over. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open but no sounds came out as she was taken over by her pleasure.

At the feeling of her going over, I pushed into her one more time and went over with her. I slammed her into the bed, filling her as I had never done anyone else. My eyes crossed as I went over and held her as we slowly came down.

Spent, I dropped her leg, moved out of her, and collapsed on the bed next to her. I fell face down with my arm draped protectively over her body. She tilted her head and put it on my shoulder. Her hand reached up as she ran her fingers lazily over my arm.

Neither of us spoke, but there were no words to express how I felt or what she had done to me. It was a long time later that I opened my eyes to see her looking at me with a soft smile on her face.

“Good morning,” I said.

“It most definitely is,” she replied.

I rolled so I was lying next to her and pulled me into my arms. She went willingly. I wrapped my arms around her, dropped my head down to kiss her neck, and inhaled her intoxicating scent. I could have stayed in bed with her all day but I wanted to show her the city. I wanted her to see the sights.

“How did you sleep?” I asked.

“Amazing. This bed is comfortable but I think I like it even better when you’re lying next to me in it,”

“Really?” I asked and kissed her neck.

“Yes. Especially considering how you woke me up. I could get used to that,”

“I certainly could too. You know, I could, if you wanted, be willing to move my stuff into your room with you. I would hate for you to miss out on the privilege of waking up next to me in the morning, if you don’t have to.”

“Would you be willing to do that for me?” she teased.

“I would do anything for you. Do you want me to move my stuff in here?” I asked.

“Yes. I want to spend as much time with you as I can. I want to enjoy every moment we can have together.”

I tightened my hold around her. “I want that too. So, what do you want to do today? Can I show you the city? There are some great parks or museums we can check out. There is some incredible architecture we could see. If you’re into it, the Recoleta Cemetery is amazing, though a bit morbid. There should be a market nearby we could check out.”

She rolled and smiled at me. My eyes lingered over her as the sheet had fallen away and I had an unobstructed view of her gorgeous body. She lifted her hand and placed it on my cheek. “As long as I’m with you, I’m good. But that sounds wonderful.”

“Good. We should get out of bed and start the day,” I said.

“Sure. But can you do one more thing before we do?” she asked.

“Anything,”

“Kiss me,” she said and pulled me to her. It was a long time later that we got out of bed and went to breakfast.

Chapter 29

Ella

It had been two days since Dax and I had started sleeping together. Two wonderful days of fun, adventure, laughing, talking, and having the most amazing vacation of my life. As promised, Dax had taken me around the city and to the famous Recoleta Cemetery. He had hired a guide who let us wander around the mausoleums telling us the stories of lost lovers, family dynasties, and heroic tales of battles. The architecture had been gothic, surreal, and captivating. It had been fun to just get lost along the different pathways they had.

We had stopped for lunch at a local street vendor, having the most incredible stuff bread I had in my entire life. I had to stop myself from eating more than two. I knew that Dax had money and could wine and dine me. I loved that he had made such a special night for us, our first night together, but it was even more special when he would do those little things. It showed me he wasn’t about his money and he enjoyed the simple things as much as I did.

After lunch, we spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around Feria de Recoleta, or the Recoleta’s flea market. All along the park walkways were vendors on either side selling their wares. My personal favorites were the woodworking, original paintings, and drawings. Some showed the landscape of the city and countryside or the animals that could be found.

Dax liked the random figurines and jewelry, picking out a lovely pair of earrings for his sister. I found a small vase for Layla and following Dax’s lead picked up an ornate ring for Ara. Dax was quick to ask if I liked anything and if I gave even the slightest interest, he would offer to buy it for me. On the one hand, I liked that he wanted to help the local artist but I didn’t need to be bringing home a bunch of stuff, nor did I want him buying me anything.

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