Page 11 of Cinderella (Once Upon a Happy Ever After 1)

“I don’t like seeing that look on your face, Ella.”

“Then take off your pants and fuck me,” I said pointedly.

Kase growled, a rumbly, sexy noise that sent a zing of electric excitement directly to my pussy. “You’re killing me, Ella. But my answer is firm.” He grasped my chin between his thumb and forefinger, turning my head to meet his eyes. “Shall I give you an order so that it fully sinks in?”

I nodded as my cheeks grew hot with flushed desire.

It earned me a smile. “That truly turns you on, doesn’t it?” His dark eyes drilled into me.

“It does, sir.”

“Remarkable. I’ve been with more than my fair share of subs but no one comes close to getting as turned on by the Dom/sub dynamic as you, Ella. “Listen closely, Ella because I won’t repeat myself.” My breath quickened and my eyes rolled up when Kase’s voice dropped into his Dom tone, a thicker, deeper, but quite voice he only used when playing like this. “You’re mine,” he said and a shiver ran through my whole body. “And you’re not to even mention sex again. I’ll have you exactly when and how I see fit, and exactly when I’m ready.” He snapped my chin up, making my eyes flutter open. “Am I clear?”

I took a deep shuddering breath. “Yes,” I whispered, lips trembling around the word.

“Yes, what?” A darkness crossed Kase’s features, darkness that I really wanted to explore. I didn’t respond to his question. I knew what he wanted, me to end the sentence with “sir”. But what I wanted more was to see what would happen if I didn’t.

It’s the sub that has all the control.

“Yes what, Ella?” Kase repeated, his eyes boring into me.

I pressed my lips together. The action spoke louder than words. Before I knew it Kase had me by the waist and pulled me over his knees. He fished through the layers of my skirt until I felt the dress rise over my ass. I squealed when he smacked it, partly from surprise, partly because it hurt in a really good way, but mostly because I couldn’t help it. “Yes what, Ella?” He asked again. I remained silent and was rewarded with another firm smack on the ass. The pain zinging through me like nothing I’d ever experienced, heightening my senses until my whole body hummed with pleasure. “Ella?” Kase’s voice was thick, deeper than normal. He must be enjoying this as much as I was. When I didn’t answer a third time he smacked my ass even harder.

As the delicious, intoxicating pain blew over me Kase yanked my legs apart and fingered me from behind. He pressed hard against my folds, sliding up and down before plunging what felt like his whole hand deep into my pussy.

I gasped at the sensation squeezing my eyes shut and grabbing at the seat to brace myself. I’d never felt so full in my life! He fucked me so hard, his fingers finding all the sensitive spots inside my body. “Tell me what I want to hear, Ella.”

I couldn’t even if I’d wanted to. I was on the brink of the most shattering orgasm I’d had in my whole life. He plunged his hand even deeper into me and fucked me even harder and faster than before. Then, he slipped his other arm under me and hoisted me up so I was now kneeling on the seat while still across his lap. From that angle, he had even better leverage and pounded into me.

I was pretty certain I was going to die from orgasm.

The other thing he could do with me at this new angle was reach my clit with his other hand. As he pounded me with what had to be his whole damn arm, Kase rubbed my clit with the flat of his fingers. I wailed as he brought me to a devastating climax. Wave after wave broke over me and all I could do was let go and let it.

“Yes, sir. Yes, sir. YES SIR!” I screamed as I came over and over again.

Chapter Twelve

Kase

When Ella’s body stopped convulsing around my hand I whispered in her ear, “You’re mine.

“Yes, sir,” she panted and collapsed across my lap.

Good thing the seats were leather. James was going to have a mess to clean up later. I’d have to make sure to give him that raise.

Ella slept until we reached the tarmac. I’d seen it before, subs experiencing such altered states of mind while in “sub-space” and achieving such intense orgasms that their bodies kind of shut off when it was over.

I picked her up, carried her to the waiting helicopter, and got her situated in a seat. She slept the entire flight and I stared at her gorgeous perfection the whole time. When we landed on the roof of the my hotel, I gently prodded her awake.

“Ella, we’re here.” Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at me. “Are you ready for your homecoming?”

She nodded and I led her down to the main ballroom.

“It’s not too late is it?” Ella asked glancing at the Bavarian clock in the lobby.

“This year’s theme is Midnight in Paris and they adjusted the start time to match. We are very fashionably late.”

Ella nodded and we entered the ballroom.

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