So here it is Fifty Shades Written (Thanks for the name Jennie!)
Takes place two weeks after the tour finished. Those who wanted the tour written out there will be a lot of Ana reflecting and remembering back.
Monday March 18th 2013
It's been over two weeks since the book tour finished and today I'm going back to work. I'm really excited to get back into Ana's Palace and laying down the law that I'm back and I'm bad. Of course things aren't going to be as easy as I make them out to be. In the two weeks since I've been home little India Annalise has developed Separation Anxiety sometimes screaming at me if I just leave the room without her.
Of course after contacting the Health Visitor she insists it's normal for children to develop separation anxiety and that the best thing I can do is minimize separation and when separation is necessary, like going back to work, leave her with someone she's familiar with which of course is Carrie.
"Come on baby open wide." I coo bringing the pink plastic spoon to my daughter's mouth as I try and feed her the Barley oat cereal she has shown a liking too.
"Try aeroplane noises, or helicopter. That normally works." Christian murmurs from behind his paper, he's always giving me hints on how to look after India, even though I've been home two weeks and over the time I was away I spent just as much time with her as him.
"I know what normally works Christian but I have a sore throat this morning and the last thing I want is to sit here making silly noises. She needs to eat." I say trying not to snap with him, it's ok for him he's just going to get on with his day as normal but not me, after meeting with Lola in the gym at five am our workout was disrupted by India screaming blue murder and Christian deciding it was my turn, it doesn't matter that I got up with her every single day for the past two weeks.
"Give it here then, I'll do it." He says folding his paper down and taking the bowl from me.
Sighing I pass him the spoon and sip at my tea as he begins making helicopter noises while pushing the spoon towards India but she turns her head away and purses her lips, I can't help but smirk, not even Christian Grey is always right.
"India Grey." He says in his stern CEO voice, my baby girl looks up at him through her long eyelashes, her bright blue eyes holding his gaze steadily and I watch as my husband struggles not to melt under her stare. "Eat." He commands but as soon as the spoon is on her lips she blows a raspberry through her lips making oats splatter everywhere including onto Christian's navy work suit. "Fuck sakes!" He snaps dropping the spoon into the bowl while I hand him a napkin.
When India laughs and claps her hand I snort trying to hold back my own laugh. Christian looks at me angrily but my daughter is so adorable and cute that I can't help it, she doesn't know what she did is wrong she's barely turned six months old!
"It's not funny Ana… I'm going to have to change and now I'll be late for a meeting." He growls getting to his feet.
"She didn't mean anything by it Christian, she didn't want the food and you still tried to feed her." I say with a shrug.
"I forgot you were a child development specialist." He says sarcastically while rolling his eyes, yeah he gets to do that but me… I still get spanked for it.
"No, I just know my daughter." I reply, thankfully it seemed India would always keep all her milestones till Christian and I were together, her first tooth, her laugh, her words Mama and Dada, clapping which she only just learned last week, sitting, rolling onto her tummy, all of it was done in the presence of both Christian and I and I thank every God above for letting that happen, being away we could have missed so much but we were blessed.
"I'm going to change, make sure she eats something." He snaps before walking out of the room. I turn to look at my daughter and laugh, she managed to get hold of the bowl and is now sat in her high chair covered in oats.
"India made Dada mad." I chuckle. "You'll soon learn that Daddy likes you to eat three meals a day without question." I tell her as I begin cleaning up. "And you'll learn to bite your tongue and wait till he's left the room to make silly faces at him behind his back. And never roll your eyes, he hates that though I know your punishment and mine would be completely different…"
"Having an interesting conversation there?" Gail asks as she enters the kitchen with Zachary right behind her.
"Interesting yes but not very intelligent." I chuckle.
"Oh dear looks like India had different ideas for her breakfast this morning." Gail says coming over to help me clear up.
"She blew some of it over Christian… he's in one foul mood now." I say chuckling as does Gail.
"Here let me." Gail says taking the napkins from my hand.
"She's just a baby, she doesn't realise that what she did was wrong and she can't exactly tell him that she didn't want the food and he ignored her turning her head."
"He'll learn." Gail shrugs, it's true, eventually he will.
"I think he's waiting for her to learn." I say putting sitting down to help her feed her bottle, she's quite the independent madam and tries to take it from me but she's not quite figured out how to hold it and feed yet without assistance.
"Hmm, maybe but he's still reeling about that Japan bother." Gail replies as she gives Zachary his cup with a wiggly straw that he got when we went to the zoo a couple of weeks ago, just a few days after I got back from the tour.
"Of course." I sigh.
Japan was a disaster for Christian. He lost a lot of money on some deal, not enough that it affects us financially at all but he has ended up selling off a part of one of his Japanese companies and he's trying to do something about it still. I found all this out when he arrived home just before midnight on Christmas Eve.
I was so scared he was going to miss India's first Christmas. It was morning of Christmas Eve when Grace and Carrick came over and finally made me put up the decorations and decorate the tree taking plenty of photos of India to send Christian as I'd put it off hoping he'd make it back to do it with us. Of course he didn't and I spent the night of Christmas Eve sobbing, just hoping he'd make it home. He didn't disappoint me by turning up just as the clock chimed midnight, declaring it Christmas day and he took me into his arms, dried my tears and made sweet love to me all night.
"Right I'm off." Christian announces coming back into the kitchen, his eyes on his phone.
"Have a good day sweetheart." I tell him as he kisses India's head.
"You too, don't over-do it." He says before giving me a sweet kiss.
"Say bye-bye to Dada India." I encourage and she doesn't disappoint as she flaps her arms wildly to say goodbye to her father.
"Bye bye Indie." He smiles proudly before rubbing her head.
"Bye Christian." Zach says as he munches away at his cereal.
"Goodbye Zach, have a good day at school and make sure you learn lots and lots ok?" He says rubbing the young boy's afro.
Christian leaves and the day continues, it's strange being in a somewhat normal routine once again even if it's not feeling that normal for us yet.
ILB
After finally leaving the house myself with only a minimal tantrum from India I'm finally safely at my office in Ana's Palace.
I have so much to do, since being back I left everything to Wendy still but now I'm home where I belong there are some issues that I have to address that Wendy couldn't or wouldn't. Don't get me wrong she's an amazing person to have as a second in command but she isn't me and these companies are mine.
By twelve o'clock I'm missing India and knowing that I can I finish up all the work I have to do today before heading for home. When I walk in I grin when I hear my daughter laughing and my husband talking.
"You're such a good girl, open wide…" I hear before he makes his helicopter noises.
I walk into the kitchen to see my husband sat facing the high chair feeding our little girl. I smile as it's such a precious sight and when India's eyes find me she grins, her two little front teeth showing as she giggles and claps.
"Ah look at that Indie, Mommy's home." Christian says putting the bowl and the spoon down out of India's reach and wipes his hands.
"Hi, you're home early." I say looking my beautiful husband up and down.
"I felt bad for being angry with her this morning and thought I'd come and make it up to her." He shrugs making me smile, he's so thoughtful. "You're also home early."
"I missed her." I shrug. "I've missed her enough while I was touring."
"Hmm, seeing as we're both home early why don't we get India changed and do something?"
"Like what?" I ask letting my beautiful husband wrap me up in his arms.
"I don't know." He shrugs.
"Well I've been looking at taking India swimming." I say quietly and Christian looks at me wide eyed. "The first time you go to this club they begin teaching babies six months and older how to hold their breaths, turn over and float if they were to fall into water. I think it may be a good idea with us having a pool in the house and the water out back."
"India can't get anywhere near either right now." He says sternly, I guess he doesn't like me worrying about our daughter possibly drowning.
"I know that but if she knows how to do it now she'll know it forever I guess… I mean I think the sooner she's confident in water the better for her and peace of mind for us."
"Ok we can do the swimming thing but not today." He says and I nod and give him a smile, I know he wouldn't like to go to a public pool.
"How about we just stay home and play? There's plenty we can do right here." I tell him and he smiles.
"We should get changed out of our work clothes." Christian chuckles and I nod in agreement, once changed I know we can have a great day with our daughter.
ILB
Bye the time we've put India down for her afternoon nap Christian has worked me into a frenzy. Not only is he the sexiest father alive he also knows how to make subtle touches and looks spark a fire inside of me that only he can douse and he sure made that fire burn this afternoon.
"She's sleeping." He says wrapping his arms around my waist as I try to make our hot drink of choice.
"Good." I smile. "Mommy needs some of Daddy's attention."
"God Ana." He breathes already finding my clothed breasts with his hands.
I drop my head back onto his shoulders as he manipulates my breasts. I feel my nipples harden, strain against the silk of my bra, my arousal deepening with each touch.
"Christian…" I whine like a child wanting him to take me quickly. Of course with Christian that's never going to happen.
"You're such a naughty girl Ana, I believe you're in need of a spanking." He says huskily into my ears. I don't want a spanking, it would delay the release he's been building me up to slowly since lunch, teasing and tantalising me.
"No…"
"No? You're denying me?" He asks stepping back. I turn to him to see him looking amused. "Well you deny me… I also deny you." He says his lips turning up into a smirk.
"Oh no." I moan.
"Come here Ana and bend over the island, you're in need of a real spanking. I'm going to turn that behind nice and rosy with my hand then I'm going to use an implement on you of my choice." He says taking my hand, I can't deny him, even if I wanted to which I did moments ago I need him to give me a release as much as he needs to spank me.
It isn't long before I'm bent over the breakfast island, my jeans down to my ankles, my hands holding the edge of the island enjoying the feel of my husband warming up the skin with his hands.
"Oh I'm going to enjoy this Anastasia." He says quietly in his Dom voice, there's no denying that, I know that he's going to enjoy it without him having to tell me.
Ten warm up slaps of his hand on my behind and I hear him rummaging behind me. Then once again he's by my side this time something cool against my skin… metal maybe?
"Oh you've been so naughty Ana, so naughty, and for that I must punish you, I must beat you." He says, every syllable dripping with seduction.
Suddenly his weapon leaves my skin and slams down on me once more. I scream, the shock more than anything. I expected more pain than there actually was but still, Jesus Christ it hurt.
"Shh Ana, don't tense, feel the burn baby just relax." He says soothing my skin with his hands. I try and do as he says, relax and feel the burn and I find myself burning more in my core, my arousal evident to my husband as it runs down the inside of my thigh.
He hits me again on the opposite side, he hits through me almost, the hit ringing against the looser skin of my behind as I call out loudly.
"Ouch!" I yell and he chuckles soothing it out.
"Do you need to safe word?" Christian asks and I shake my head. God no, the arousal is worth the pain. I have a desperate seeping need for him and I can see myself coming just at his beating.
"No."
"Good, why are you being punished Ana?" He asks before slapping whatever his toy is against me.
"Because I was naughty." I say tears streaming freely down my cheeks but not from the pain of his spanking but from the need for a release, I'm aching between my legs, desperate for him. Another slap from him another scream from me.
"Will you be naughty again?"
"Yes!" I yell just as he hits me once more.
"I know." I can almost hear his sadistic smile. "And I will enjoy beating you every time." He says before hitting me once more and dropping the implement onto the tile floor with a clatter. His finger strokes between my legs sending me into a screaming, mind-blowing orgasm that has me shaking violently before I collapse into Christian's arms.
"Did you hear that?" Christian asks as he holds me in his arms, I cannot for the life of me hold my weight up right now.
"Hear what?"
"Never mind, I guess it was just me." He shrugs. "Now see how amazing it can be when you push your boundaries and give into the pain?" Christian asks.
"Uh-huh." I nod knowing I'm going into subspace, having written about it I now recognise it. Christian chuckles lightly and hoists me into his arms.
"Now what are the chances I can fuck you silly before our daughter wakes up from her nap?" He asks already heading for the bedroom while I lay bare bottomed in his arms. I just sigh contently and hope India keeps quite for the next hour or so.