Page 53 of Once Upon a Prince

I handed her the glass and then poured myself one before slipping into the tub across from her. She was right, the water was the perfect temperature. My legs moved to the outside of her body and I ran my foot along her side and to her butt. She smiled at me as she took a sip of her champagne.

“This is amazing. I could get used to this,” she said.

“That can be arranged.”

She eyed me for a second as if she wanted to ask me a question but thought better of it. I took a sip of my champagne and then set it down. Being with her these last few days had been the best days of my life. Every day I learned more about her and saw what an incredible woman she was. I was glad to have the time with her, but it felt like it had been years not only earlier that day that she had been in my arms. I wanted her, desperately, and I didn’t want to wait to have her.

I glided my foot back along the side of her butt and then along her legs. She bent her knees. I sat up and put my hands on her hips. She smiled at me as my mouth found hers and we kissed. She wrapped her arms around me, taking the champagne with her.

Using my knees, I pushed her so that she was sitting on my lap and I moved us back to where I had been seated. Her legs wrapped around me and she kissed me deeply. My hands went from her hips up to her breasts, cupping them. Ella cried out and sucked on my tongue. My body quivered for her.

She rubbed her body over me, sending shockwaves of need to go through my body. I moved my mouth to her neck, sucking on it as my hands massaged and teased her breasts. She kept moving over me and I was rock-hard under her. I had to bury myself inside her, I had to feel her surrounding me.

“Damn, Ella. You feel so good,” I moaned.

“Dax,” she sighed as she tilted her head back.

I looked up at her and knew I had never seen anything more beautiful in my entire life. I felt blessed that she was in my arms and I knew I was going to do everything I could to keep her there. I put my hands on her hips and lifted her up. She knew what I wanted and moved her knees so she was half kneeling in front of me.

Ella opened her eyes and ran her hands slowly along my face. I smiled up at her as I slowly pushed her down on top of me. She sighed and started to close her eyes but I kissed her neck and told her “Don’t. Look at me.”

Her eyes shot open and they locked on mine. We stayed like that as I worked her way down on me. She bit her lip as I went deeper. I loved the feeling of her body opening, accepting me, feeling as if we were becoming one. My hands moved from her hips to her ass, massaging it as she slowly took over our rhythm. I squeezed her ass and then glided my hands up to her breasts. Massaging them and teasing her nipples.

“Dax,” she sighed.

“Yes. Just like that,” I moaned.

Ella increased the speed she moved over me and soon I was all the way inside her. I let out a content sigh and Ella gave me a throaty laugh. She put her hands on my shoulders and used them as leverage as she moved over me. Each thrust, each sigh was better than the last. I kept my hands on her breasts, loving the feel of them in my hands as she moved over me. My eyes stayed on hers and I had the pleasure of seeing every reaction come over her face. Shock, pleasure, need, desire, and ultimately fulfillment.

The need to draw out her pleasure, for her to get everything she could out of what we were doing, I glided my right hand from her breast to between us. I found her clit and gave it the slightest bit of pressure.

“Dax,” Ella cried out.

“Yes, Oh Ella,” I moaned.

She tightened her hold on my shoulders and moved faster. Each time she slammed down on top of me, it increased the pressure I put on her clit. Soon she was frantic over me. I could tell she wanted to close her eyes, tilt her head back, and let herself surrender to the moment, but I wanted to look at her as she went over. I reached up and held her head firmly so she was looking at me.

“I got you,” I said.

She gave me a sad smile and then cried out as she went over. Her body tightened around me like a vice. I pushed into her clit as she did and then lifted my hips toward her as I followed her over the edge. Her arms wrapped around me and she pushed her head into my shoulders, crying out as her orgasm took over her body. I held her as she went over and a long time after. I kept my thumb on her clit, helping her have little aftershocks of pleasure.

It was a long time later that she moved. She leaned back to look at me, a content and satisfied smile on her face. I ran my hands lovingly over her body. She closed her eyes as if she was savoring the moment. Eventually she opened them and whispered, “Dax. That, you, I.”

I smiled at her and pulled me to her. She went willingly and as I ran my hands up and down her back I whispered in her ear. “I agree, my love.”

Chapter 31

Ella

“I agree, my love.”

The words from Dax kept coming back to me. I wasn’t sure what he meant by them. Why did he say, “My love?” Had we gotten to that point, did I even want to be at that point? We were lovers, so I guess the word could be used in that way, but I wasn’t sure if that was what he meant.

We had been in a very intimate moment; the past few days had been nothing but intimate moments. It was understandable that the man would say such a thing considering. I just didn’t know what if anything I was going to do with it.

He had woken me up with his mouth, his tongue, and his incredible hands. It was a great way to wake up and to start the last day we had in the city. We were set to fly back later that day and get into New York that night. I didn’t want to pack, I didn’t want to think about our vacation being over, I certainly didn’t want to think about what it would be like when we got back to the city.

The sound of my phone ringing broke me from my thoughts, and I smiled as I saw who was calling me. “Layla, it’s early, what are you doing up?”

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