Falling For My Accidental CEO Husband-Chapter 306: A Seduction

Ella took a deep breath and tried to remain as still as possible while perched on his rock-hard thigh. Even though she had already come to terms with the fact that this mission would demand her to be sexually active—perhaps even daring—this moment, right now, wasn’t how she had imagined it. She didn’t want to practice any of it with him. Not like this.

But his hand, lightly tapping against her hip in that silent, insistent rhythm, made it clear she would have to go through with it. There was no graceful way out. And the truth was, she felt a knot of nerves twisting tighter in her chest. What if she did it wrong? What if he could tell she was scared?

Worse, what if he judged her? She knew he would...because it was his job to ’teach’ her this aspect of the job... and he did seem to notice everything..

Finally, she placed her hands on his shoulders for balance and leaned in. Their lips touched.

Just a brush... fleeting, uncertain, barely more than a whisper of contact. She pulled back almost immediately, her breath catching somewhere between her chest and throat. His lips were soft... Somehow she hadn’t expected that. Her heart thudded violently, echoing in her ears like a drumbeat she couldn’t quiet. Her fingers twitched, and for a moment, she stared at him, searching his face for something—approval, guidance, anything. But there was nothing. If it had not been for his warmth, she would have felt as if she were kissing a statue.

Then, as if her body was acting on instinct rather than reason, she leaned in again. Another soft kiss. And once again she pulled back.. She was testing the water with the tip of her toe, and it was far deeper than she’d expected.

He didn’t move. Didn’t flinch or lean in or pull away. He just watched her with those hooded eyes, heavy-lidded and impossible to read. Like he was waiting, patiently, to see what she would do next.

She hesitated. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Then, gathering what little courage she had, she leaned in a third time. This time, she let her lips press to his more fully, lingering a few seconds longer than before. He was warm, solid, unmoving—but not indifferent. There was something in the way he stayed perfectly still, that finally gave her the courage to do more..

Tentatively, she let her tongue flick out, tracing along the edge of his lower lip in a soft, uncertain lick.

And then—he responded.

His lips parted.

Startled, she jerked back with a small gasp. Her eyes flew to his, wide and unsure. She hadn’t expected that...

And now, she was totally unaware of what she was supposed to do. Oh she knew theoritically what she needed to do. She had seen enough movies and shows to know hot to deepen the kiss etc but she was still unsure.

Finally, just when she would have scampered off his lap, he spoke up," Ella..."

She stared at him. Did he really take her name in that soft tone? But she was sure she was mistaken because in the next second he continued coldly, "If you kiss like this, forget playing a dominatrix, you won’t even be a submissive. You need to be assertive..."

"I don’t know how..." Ella murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Her gaze flickered downward, but after a pause, she lifted her eyes and met his. There was uncertainty in her expression. "You said you would teach me... So tell me how."

For a heartbeat, she thought he might dismiss her but instead, he actually started to explain, "A good Dom takes care of their sub’s needs. But because of the character you’re going to play, you don’t need to do that. In fact, it’s the opposite. You’re not there to give. You’re there to take."

"You control the pace, the rhythm, the outcome. First, you have to be aggressive — not loud, not wild. Deliberate. Calm. Dangerous." He leaned in closer, his mouth just beside her ear now. "When someone tests you with force, you don’t flinch. You don’t match them. You starve them. You watch them struggle... and you wait for them to break."

"Let me show you."

His tone darkened and suddenly his face changed, "Say I’m the sub. I’m sitting here, needy, silent, but pushing at your limits. I look up at you, and I say, ’What now, Mistress?"

Ella’s breath caught.

His hand slid up her thigh — not far, just enough to make her acutely aware of the weight of every second between them. "Now, you don’t ask permission. You give the order. You tell me to take off my hand or you tell me to continue... You don’t check how I feel. Right now, I’m yours to command."

"What would you tell me to do? Don’t think. Just say it."

"Please me."

He raised an eyeborw at that. "That is it?"

She nodded. She didn’t know what else to say...

This time she was sure that she would get a scolding... The order was vague and showed her inexperience.. But instead, Dale Brown pulled her off his lap, placed her on the couch and knelt down in front of her," How would you like me to please you?"

Ella blinked. She had not expected that... But before she could gather her senses, he caught her hand and brought it to his collar, just beneath the collar of his shirt,"Would this please you..."

Slowly, he dragged her hand lower, still inside his shirt until she could feel his pectoral muscles..." Tell me mistress is this pleasing to you?"

She could only blink at that...but her torture continued as he unbuttoned his shirt with his other hand and then dragged her hand even lower, towards his abs," Or would touching me like this please you more?"

Ella felt her throat dry up... and something inside her seemed to be stirring to life inside her... She could feel herself go on hyperalert to every touch... And then in the next moment, Dale let go of her hand so that it fell to the side and stood up, looking like his old self...

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