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Sugar Daddy

Chapter Two

White Chocolate Snickers

Ana's POV

I knock on the door of room 2012 and Mr. Gray Eyes answers.

"Anastasia."

"So, you do remember me?"

"Of course, it's not every day a beautiful girl runs into me. I have thought of little else. I must say I was surprised to see you working here."

"It helps me pay for school," I tell him, handing him his drink. " I didn't know what you liked so I hope tea is okay."

"Perfect. It will quince my thirst later."

"Later?"

"After I have my way with you, of course."

That was two weeks ago. Now here I am heading right back up to his suite for another repeat performance. Truthfully, it won't really be a "repeat performance". Every time we are together he exploits my body in brand new ways making it respond like I have never imagined it could. Each time we are together is better than the last.

"How long do we have," he asks me now, taking me by the hand and pulling me toward the bed.

"An hour."

"Fuck. Nowhere near enough time with you."

"I know. Just don't knock me out this time. I need energy to work."

"Mmmm," he growls, running a hand up my skirt while the other tugs the buttons of my blouse open. My skirt and top fall at my feet leaving me in the black lacy bra and panty set he likes so much.

He dips his hand into the front pocket of his slacks and brings out the clearest strand of diamonds I'd ever seen.

"I want you only wearing this when I fuck you," he says of the necklace.

I catch my breath at the site of it before he quiets me with a kiss. He clasps it around my neck and I reach up to feel the stones, running the tips of my fingers along each one.

It is a perfect match to the earrings he gave me. I already had those suckers appraised and I will be able to live off just those for the next two years.

Add this necklace to the piles of money he likes fucking me on before he gives it to me and I can pretty much stop working at this nowhere fast job and find something worthy of what I've been studying for the past four years.

"Too many restrictions on time with you. I'll never get my fill," he complains, all while nibbling at the diamonds adorning my neck.

That's been his mantra ever since the first time we slept together. That time he made special for me. He was slow and attentive to my needs when he took my virginity and I knew it was more for me than for him. When he asked me to return the next day, of course I did. That time was for both of us, each getting what we needed from the other. But still he asked me to return for a goodbye fuck before he left for Seattle the day after that.

Twice he has returned to Portland to handle business dealings he has going on and both times he's made it a point to stay at my hotel since I can't get out of work.

This time however, is the weekend before my graduation and this, he says will be our last time together.

"You fill me to the core. Trust me on that," I tell him.

"Oh, Miss Steele, such a dirty mind you have."

"I have an even dirtier mouth, Mr. Grey," I tease, sinking to my knees before him.

I go to work on his pants, unbuckling his belt, working the button and zipper to free him.

"Are you needing some white chocolate," he asks and I nod my head yes.

His huge erection in all its glory springs out just inches away from my mouth, wet and dripping with pre-cum.

I bite down on my bottom lip to stop myself from devouring him in one swallow. He likes to be teased and tortured, so I take my time savoring him.

"Mmmm," he growls when I take hold of the base of him. I look up at him, watching his reactions to me working him over. He takes a picture of me down on my knees with my mouth open for him. He says its for him to jack off too later. Me on my knees turns him on and that makes me feel powerful some way.

My hands roam his skin, touching only the parts he will allow me to touch.

He hisses when I flick my tongue forward and run it along his tip before taking him into my mouth.

"Shit. Ana," he moans, taking me by the back of the head.

Never in a million years would I thought I'd be so bold as to do this to a man. But what we are doing: secretly meeting in hotel rooms just for sex, has me feeling what Kate calls "sexy dirty." And Christian wanting me the way I know he does, strips away all of my inhibitions.

I feel no shame being on my knees with his dick in my mouth.

Just seeing him with his eyes dark and locked on my mouth as I work him over, his pants and underwear bunched up around his ankles and his knees shaking to keep from exploding down my throat has me dripping wet. Turning him on turns me completely on and I am seconds away from cuming with him.

I groan in protest when he pulls me up.

"There is no way in hell I am cuming without being buried in you," he says to me.

He tosses me back on the bed that's covered in hundred dollar bills. I watch as he kicks off his pants and underwear. He makes a show of unbuttoning his white dress shirt because he sees me watching him. "Eye fucking" is what he always calls it.

He slips off the black flats I'm still wearing and tosses them somewhere on the floor behind him. My legs are spread open and he plants his face between them. I cry out when his tongue sucks my clit, making me cum instantly.

"Mmmm," he says licking me up. "You taste so damn good."

"Christian," I moan his name.

"What do you want, Baby?" He crawls up to where I am.

"I want you to fuck me," I tell him, putting my lips to the hollow of his ear. I say it just how he likes me to say it. "I need to fill you cum inside me."

"Aw fuck, Ana," he whispers my name in torturous pleasure as he hammers into me hard and fast. Its always hard and fast. We never have the time to take things slow.

Grabbing on to the back of his head, I meet him thrust for thrust until we cum together screaming out each other's names.

…..

"Ana," I hear him call me. I feel his lips on my bare shoulder setting it on fire with his kisses.

I wake from sleep, still on the now wrinkled-up money we both just came all over.

"I thought I told you not to knock me out," I mumble, not wanting to get up and he laughs. "How long have I been asleep?"

"Only a few minutes."

I get up and get dressed quickly.

I smell like fresh sex, so I go in his bathroom and make some attempt to freshen up. My clothes are a wrinkled mess. I'll stop by my locker and change into the other uniform I always bring with me.

Christian lies in bed and watches as I move about his room. I pick up the red Cartier box my necklace came in and continue collecting my shoes before I move back to the bed to gather up the money.

"Why do you like fucking me on piles of your money," I ask him as I hold the thick wad of bills in my hand.

"Because its filthy," he says, even though he makes sure the money is uncirculated directly from the bank. "And doing filthy things with it is more fun than simply handing it to you."

"You make me sound like a whore."

His brow furrows at my words and I know I've displeased him.

"That's the last thing I want," he assures me, sitting up and taking the money from my hand, putting it into my bag. "I like doing things with you, to you, and for you. That includes buying you gifts and fucking you on piles of money that you hand off to other people."

"You are truly a sex freak, Mr. Grey." I kiss his lips before getting off the bed.

He only gets out of bed when I head toward the door.

Like he always does, he stops me before I can open it, pressing my back into it to stop me from leaving without a proper goodbye. I've never been any good at saying them. I much prefer to just walk away.

"Come to Seattle with me," he says.

"What?"

"You're off for the next two days for graduation, right? Spend them with me."

"We agreed this would be the last time."

"I know. But I need more than a quick fuck on your break time. I need to get you alone, away from here. It's the only way to get you out of my system once and for all."

"I don't know."

"I'll get you back here in more than enough time. I need to be here myself, remember?"

"I have to get back to work. Can I think about it?"

"No. I don't want you thinking. Just meet me tomorrow, downstairs at checkout time."

"Are you always this demanding?"

"Believe me, I've been easy on you. Rarely do I ask for what I want, but for you, I'm asking. If I don't see you, I'll understand."

"Okay."

I go to move but he grabs me again and kisses me so deeply I can't help but moan.

"Meet me," he whispers before letting me go.

…..

Christian's POV

I make it down in the lobby at checkout time trying to hide my anticipation of seeing Ana. I asked her to come with me to Seattle.

It was a gamble.

This thing between us was never meant to go on as it has. She just wanted a quick fuck but I keep coming back for more.

As it stands now, the more I have her the more I can't get enough of her.

I have spent the last two weeks perusing her. Staying in the rundown hotel she works in instead of at the Heathman, all in an effort to spend time with her.

Between her getting ready for graduation and her work, we only have a few minutes together. The fact that I am flying here for a few minutes to fuck is completely out of character for me.

I have never gone after a woman the way I am her. But I wanted her the moment I saw her and I am a man use to getting what he wants.

I have yet to have her the way I want for as long as I want and that keeps me thirsty for more.

I need time with her.

Time to fuck her brains out and knock her into oblivion. Only then will I have my fill and toss her aside like I planned the first time I fucked her.

The fact that she is so resistant of my charms is killing my ego. No woman before her has ever been able to resist me or deny me. Fuck if that doesn't turn me on. I never knew.

I look around the lobby discreetly for her, but she I nowhere in sight.

Her relief is already working at the desk and has been there for about an hour now. Plenty of time for Ana to go home, pack, and return.

My hopes come crashing down when I realize she has blown me off. I am beyond pissed. I am also more determined than ever to have her and that is a lethal combination. Never one to give up, I still have one last shot at graduation.

I leave the hotel. My mind is so consumed with thoughts of winning her over, I nearly walk right past where she is waiting for me outside.

I mentally fist pump when I see her standing in a long red coat, black top, and black leather pants.

Damn she looks good.

Her bags are at her feet. I pick them up and without a word, I take her hand and help her over to the limousine.

"I thought you weren't coming," I tell her settling down in the seat next to her.

"No, you didn't," she giggles.

She has absolutely no idea of the loops I'm jumping through just to fuck her. But fucking her is well worth the trouble and her juices are more than enough reward. There is nothing like fucking her. I thought it was the fact that she was a virgin. The thought of no one else having her appeals to me, but that is far from what has me coming back for more. Fucking her is a thing of worship.

She has the Holy Grail of pussies right between her legs and I plan on spending the next two days at her alter.

...

She is impressed with Charlie Tango and the fact that I actually know how to fly. It took her a moment to get warmed- up to the idea but once her nerves went away she loved it as much as I do.

"You really are a charmer, Christian Grey. The lengths you take to impress a girl is…well… impressive."

I smile at her.

"Believe it or not, you are the only woman I've ever had up here with me."

"Very impressive," she says unable to hide her smile. It is poetry inspiring.

I fly her around the space needle and then once around Escala before I touch down on her roof.

I hold her to me as we rush to the elevator off the rooftop. The wind is thin and crisp up here.

Thank fuck it's only a floor down to the penthouse, I nearly fucked her in the elevator.

I take her hand and lead her through the foyer.

She dawdles behind me a bit, trying to get a look around.

"I'll give you a tour later," I tell her, leading her straight to my bedroom.

The need to fuck her is far outweighing my need to be hospitable.

"Are You hungry," I ask her.

"Only for my candy bar," she says.

I don't know how it came about but she has taken to calling my dick her white chocolate snickers. I asked her why once and she said it's because it's very satisfying.

"Damn I love that filthy mouth of yours."

She squeals when I toss her back on my bed.

"This is much better than the one at the hotel," she says, leaning back on her elbows, feeling the bed with her hands. She holds her feet up so I can take off her shoes.

Damn right it's better than that slab of stone they call a mattress at that hotel.

Now in her bare feet, I slide her pants off. She scoots forward on the bed, helping me rid myself of my clothing.

"You have an amazing body," she tells me, kissing my abdomen before moving down to my dick.

I grab her by the head, tangling my hand in her soft thick chestnut tresses as she sucks me off. I love watching her work me over.

Those moans she keeps making in the back of her throat lets me know just how much she loves it as well. I've never had a girl who likes sucking me off as much as she does.

Normally they don't mind, but never have they just went right for it like she does. Not that I would ever let them just go for it in anyway. I won't even allow them to touch me without my telling them to.

But for her, every time she sees it her mouth waters for it.

Fuck she turns me on.

This girl has me breaking all my rules.

Usually I only cum inside of her, but now that I have her for a few days, I can enjoy the pleasure of nutting in her mouth. I know I'll have her again in whatever way I want her afterward.

"You ready for a taste of the creamy peanuts, baby," I ask her, my voice is straining with trying not to cum.

"Mhhm."

I hold her head steady as I grunt through my release. Ana is sucking and swallowing me down while I cum, making it much more intense.

"Fuck yeah, baby. Shit." I moan out going limp.

She slides me out with a smile.

"You liked that, baby?"

"It was very satisfying."

I laugh.

The silly shit this girl has me doing and saying.

I strip her of her coat and shirt.

"Do you want me to freshen up first?"

"No," I tell her, sliding of her panties and draping her legs over my shoulders. "I like you wet and raw."

"Oh God," she moans as I roam her pussy with my tongue. I hit all her spots, making her shutter with each flick until I know she is tittering on the edge of her release. I focus on sucking on her clit.

She comes undone underneath me, grinding her hips and breathing through her orgasm. I suckle her until she is still.

Her legs are like rubber and that's just how I like them. I spread them open wide and fuck her.

Her hands are at her sides, making tight fists in the sheets. Her head's extended back, making her breast stick out, her mouth open letting moans of pleasure escape with each thrust until she cums calling my name.

I try to hold out, until her pussy clamps so tight around me, she triggers my dick and I pump a load inside of her.

...

"Are you tired," I ask, lying beside her.

I just dragged her bra off to play with her nipples, making them hard. That was just a quick fuck to hold me over so that I could take my time with her.

"Not too bad," she says, looking over at me.

"I want to try something a little different with you."

She bites her lip and her blue eyes widen just a bit.

"Okay," she whispers.

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