Page 52 of Once Upon a Prince

I smiled and squeezed his hand back. “I would very much like that.”

“Good. Then let’s see what we can do about getting you out from under your stepmother’s thumb and start living the life that you want to live.”

Chapter 30

Dax

“Are you sure we have to go home tomorrow? Can’t we just stay another day, or even a week?” Ella teased me as we rode the elevator up to our room.

We had just come back from dinner, a magnificent meal made only better by the company I was with. Every moment with Ella was better than the last. I had seriously considered seeing if we could extend the trip, maybe head up to Mendoza region and try some wine, or heading down to Puerto Madryn and renting a yacht to sail around in.

“Nothing would make me happier than being on a permanent vacation with you, but we do have work, friends, and family to get back to,” I said and nuzzled her neck. “The good news is, we don’t have to deal with any of that until late tomorrow. Until then, you are all mine.”

My mouth moved to hers and as she opened her mouth, I dove my tongue inside. Her hands clung to my hips, pushing me closer to her. My body immediately responded to hers

“Vixen,” I hissed as the elevator doors opened. “Just wait until I get you inside.”

“Really?” she asked as we walked to our room. “What are you going to do?”

I didn’t answer her but I didn’t feel the need to. If everything I had planned had gone smoothly, she would know as soon as she opened the door.

“Dax, what did you do?” she asked and looked over her shoulder at me.

“What? Is there something in our room?” I teased and followed her inside.

Ella had stopped in the entryway and was taking in the site of the entire room filled with red roses. I had asked the concierge to get as many red roses as they could and have them waiting for us when we got back. I had other surprises in store but she would find those out soon enough. I went up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. “I don’t want the trip to end either. I thought we could try and hold onto what we have for a little while longer.”

“This is incredible. You are wonderful. It’s all too much.” Ella ran her hands up and down my arms and squeezed them. I couldn’t see her face but I could tell how happy and touched she was by the gesture.

“Nothing is too much when it comes to you. Though this isn’t all that I have done for us,” I said.

“What else did you do?” She turned and looked at me with a questioning look on her face.

“Come with me and I’ll show you.” I reached out to take her hand. Ella followed me into the bathroom.

“You and your love of surprises,” she said and then let out an excited cry when we walked into the bathroom. “Oh my, you had a bath drawn.”

“We had a memorable conversation about one once. It stuck with me. Would you care to join me in a soak?”

“You don’t seem like the type of guy who takes bubble baths.” She eyed the tub and then me.

“I am if you’re in the tub with me.” I moved closer to her and pulled her into my arms, “Naked,” I added.

“Really?” She teased and tilted her head so I could suck on her neck. Her hands ran up and down my back and then to my shirt, pulling it out of my pants. I took her actions as an invitation and slowly unzipped her dress. It fell in a pool at her feet. She kicked off her shoes and I did the same.

We made quick work of getting each other undressed. There was a desperation in the movements as if we both couldn’t wait to see the other naked and be in the tub. When we were naked, she stepped away from me and her eyes roamed over my body. I had wanted to do this for her, I wanted to show her I could be romantic, that I could give her the world, and a small part of me. I could see by her bright eyes and smile that she was liking everything that I had done and the anticipation of what was to come.

“Shall we?” I asked and held out my hand so she could step into the tub.

“Definitely.” She took my hand and sighed as her foot moved into the warm liquid. “It’s the perfect temperature.”

I held her hand as she slid down into the tub, the bubbles engulfing her and hiding her body from me. I would have been disappointed if I didn’t know I was going to be touching every inch of her body soon.

She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She looked so content, relaxed, and beautiful. I walked over to the bottle of champagne that was chilling next to the tub and opened it. At the sound of the cork popping, Ella opened her eyes. She smiled as the champagne spilled out of the bottle. Her eyes lingered over the bottle and then my body. Her look almost made me blush. I certainly had a visceral reaction to it.

“Champagne?” I asked.

“Yes. I didn’t even see it there,” she said and sat up so she could take the glass from me. As she did, her breasts came on full display for me, or as much as they could when they were covered in bubbles.

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