Arriving back to Grey Manor from having a late dinner with his wife. Christian and Ana are tugging at each others shirts.
"Fuck baby," He says placing his hands on her waist as his eyes roam hungrily over her body. For tonight, she decided to wear a silk cream button down short sleeve shirt, paired with blue jean skinny jeans that highlighted the shape of her ass.
Rubbing his hands over her well defined ass, he groaned, pulling her closer to him.
"I'm going to fuck you and them I'm going to claim this gorgeous ass of yours." He growls in her ear, making her whimper with need.
"But first, husband of mine." She whispers. "You have to give me what I want." She smiles shyly up at him.
"You bet your sweet ass I will." He growls once more as he grabs her by her wrist and walks towards the kitchen.
"You won't be needing these," he says as he removes her pants in a swift motion. "and I sure as fuck won't need these." His pants as well as his boxer briefs are removed as well.
Picking his wife up by her underarms he sits her on top of the breakfast bar.
He folds her legs, resting then on top of the counter and spreads them open, so he has the perfect view of his wife's clean, shaven, glistening core in front of him.
"Fuck Ana, if only you could see how fucken beautiful you look." He says not taking his eyes off of her core, which causes her to turn a bright pink in the face, due to shyness.
"Christian..." She moans desperate for him.
"I know baby, a promise is a promise." He bends forward and laches himself to her core. Sucking at a ruthless pace, he can feel her spasm on his tongue. Growling, his hands force her legs to open wider, when she begins to unintentionally close them.
"Fuck Ana," he speaks while taking thorough licks and sucks of her core. "I will never tire of tasting you."
"Christian..." She moans his name, gripping his copper hair as she does.
"What do you want baby? Tell me what do you want?" He stops to ask, only to begin once more.
"I want you, please." She grits through her teeth.
"Damn right you want this!" He once again growls as he viciously slams into her core, making her gasp and moan.
"Yes, yes, yes." She chants while he's rapidly fucking her.
"Fuck your pussy, is so warm and wet. I can feel your wetness coat my dick."
Picking up her legs by her calves, so her toes are pointing towards the ceiling, he lifts her just slightly so her ass is off the counter, which gives him a better angle to that one spot.
"Christian, I'm going to come." Ana pants as her breast sway, up, down, side to side, with the force Christian can only poses when he fucks her.
"Come Ana!" He growls through his teeth, as he has a light sheen of sweat all over his beautifully sculpted body.
Shattering with her orgasms, as he's still inside of her, they nearly push his own orgasm over the brink. But trying to hold off is not what she wants.
"Christian, claim me. Mark me. Make me feel you inside me." She moans, while looking at her husband in the eyes.
Blinking a couple of times, to clear the shock of his wife's dirty talk, he comes with a mighty roar that is silence by his wife's soft smooth lips.
They are both trying to catch their breath, but Christian is a man on a mission.
"Baby, I really want to fuck your ass." He whispers in her ear. Turning her head to face him, he can see her excitement in her eyes.
Before he knew it, he was placing her on her feet, and directing her towards the couch, that is facing his study's double door.
"Hold on to the back of the couch. If you need to scream, bite down." He instructs when she sits on her knees, with her chest against the back.
Standing behind her, he lets a blob of spit drop from his mouth, which lands perfectly on top of her rosebud, only to smear it around using his thumb.
"Baby, remember to relax. Or this will hurt." As soon as he spoke, he immediately could feel her rosebud relax under his expert thumb.
Placing his manhood back inside her core, he begins to move slowly in and out.
"Christian?" Ana questions what he's doing, and turns her head to look at him over her shoulder.
Her mouth waters, when she takes in the man standing behind her. Whose eyes are close, as he's slowly fucking her core, while his thumb is toying with her rosebud.
"Don't worry baby, I just want to be well lubricated." He answers her question, but doesn't open his eyes in time to see his wife admiring him.
After a few more strokes in her core he pulls out, and is amazed when he sees a line of liquid that is attached to the crown of his dick to the core of his wife.
Slowly he dips his fingers inside of her core to get more lubricant, that he smears around her rosebud.
"Okay baby. Take deep breaths and relax." She hears his calm voice over the rapid thumping of her heart.
Doing as he's said, she takes deep breaths when she feels his thumb penetrate her rosebud.
"Baby, I'm just stretching you. No need to be nervous." He says soothingly, when he feels her back straighten under his fingertips.
When he feels Ana is well stretched, he slowly inserts his dick once more into her core. Noticing how wet she has become.
Pulling out, when his dick is well lubricated, he places the crown of his dick on her rosebud. She gasps but soon relaxes, when he begins to talk to talk to her.
"Fuck baby, I can't wait any longer." His breathing is ragged as if he's going to combust, when he notices the crown of his dick is no longer visible, but still has a long way to go, to be completely shield.
Getting courage from out of nowhere, Ana rears back, swiftly and forces Christian's dick to be shield completely.
"Fuck!" They both yell in unison as the action has taken both of them by surprise.
"You deserve a spanking for the stunt you just pulled. You could have seriously been hurt Ana... But damn if it doesn't feel good."
He says as he knees behind her on the couch, without losing their connection. Moving her hair to the right side of her neck, he bites down where her shoulder and neck begin.
"Baby I'm going to move." He rests his hands on top of hers as he fucks her slowly at first.
Leaning her forward, so her breast are over the couch, he begins to fuck her at a quicker pace.
"Christian... Christian...," she gasps, when he reaches below her to pinch and grab a breast, as his other hand roams towards her clitoris.
Playing, pulling, and twirling both her nipple and clitoris, she comes only to be followed by Christian's grunts.
"Fuck, this feels so good." He smiles at her as she turns to look at him over her shoulder. He's slowly fucking her ass, as they both stare at eachother.
Christian can feel his dick become harder, when he sees Ana's mouth open as she enjoys. Stopping only to stretch her ass cheeks apart, he spits ones more, shocking Ana for his actions. Choosing to squeeze her asscheeks together, he begins to fuck her again.
But this time it's different, he's fucking her like a man possessed. He wraps his hand around her neck and leans her against his body.
"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!" She says as her hand is over Christians hand, that is wrapped around her neck.
Turning her face to face him, he kisses her, as he feels he's about to cum, but what pushes him over the edge is watching her beautiful c cup breast swing and bounce as he kisses her mouth, while his dick is in her ass, as his finger play with Anas clitoris.
Just before he's about to find his release as well as Ana, they are both started when a chorus of 'Happy Birthday' is heard coming from inside his study.
Before they could part or say something to warn off the surprised guests, Elliot, slides open the double doors, revealing Kate, Mia, Ethan, as well as The Grey' s standing there holding a cake with 26 candles, with a smile on their faces.
Seconds pass by until the family realize what is taking place, before them and many reactions happen at once.
Grace drops the cake, as her hands quickly cover her eyes. Mia screams and turns around in Ethan's chest. Kate's eyes are wide open, which she quickly covers with her hands. Elliot has a smirk on his face, which shows pride for his little brother. Carrick's eyes have found the much more exciting floor.
As for Ethan, he can't seem to remove his eyes from Ana's alabaster skin, that's decorated by light pink hand prints, bite marks, finger indentations, and small light love bites around her areolas and sternum.
Christian takes notice of Ethan's roaming eyes on his wife, and growls protectively while his hands cover her C-cup breasts, bringing her closer to his erection and his abdomen.
Ana's bright red face filled with embarrassment, lets out a groan caused by her husband's actions. Pressing her self closer to him, she bends down using the back of the couch as a shield, which only makes Christian grunt.
"Get out!" He snaps at his family, for their bad timing. They nod, still refusing to look at the engaged couple, and turn around quickly walking out of the home.
"Fuck, baby." Christian speaks seconds later, after the door has closed. Only to hear Elliot, Ethan, and Carrick laugh, as the woman try to clear their heads of what they just saw.
Groaning, he pulls out only to be stopped by Ana's hand holding on to his thigh.
"No," she gasps. "Finish." She says as she takes the same position she was in before they were interrupted.
He stops and places the crown of his dick once again on her rosebud, and slides in happily.
Besides, who is he to deny the birthday girl?