Nathella 9/5
There was that nickname again, and it made her smile widen as she looked at his face. Cinderella couldn’t even explain why something so simple made her so happy, it just did. The smirk on his lips caught her attention. Was he even aware at how completely attractive he was? And here she was, on his bed with him, and he was only in underwear. Don’t focus on the underwear part, it would just lead to blushing and floundering.Cinderella chewed on her lower lip for a moment, debating if she should ask, and then was just like screw it. “I could give you a lap dance, if you’d want, Sir?” her words came out fast, afraid if she didn’t just go for it, she would chicken out.
She definitely wasn’t as innocent as he first anticipated. A lap dance? It sounded like the best thing in the world right now but he was more worried about how his body would react to her more than anything else. What if his body’s reactions made everything awkward? Would she have asked if she really did’t want to do it? Probably not. Nathan just needed to stop over thinking things. “I’m not opposed to the idea if you really want to do that.”















