Chapter 2
The sunlight is streaming through our navy blue curtains when I open my eyelids. Christian is wrapped around me and is still sleeping, so I take time to admire him. My husband. My perfect, kinky, loving, fucked up husband. It's a view I will never tire of seeing. I lay watching him sleep for a few more minutes until the silence is invaded by tiny feet slapping against the wooden boards. I lift up just in time to see my little Teddy, the birthday boy, come running to me with his baby blue blanket in his hand.
"Mommy!" He squeals with glee.
"Good morning, my little Teddy Bear. Shhh… Daddy is still sleeping!" I shush him, but it's no use. My sleeping husband has awoken to the sound of our Teddy's squeals.
"Daddy!" Teddy giggles and climbs over top of me onto Christian.
"Hello birthday boy!" Christian smiles and tosses Teddy into the air. Teddy grins and wraps his arms around Christian's neck. I beam at both of them and drink in the sight of them. My two perfect boys. I could watch this morning view forever and ever. Suddenly, I feel Blip two flutter in my tummy. I place my hand over her and smile, remembering the exact day that we knew that 'she' was a she.
"Mrs. Grey, please lie on the table and lift your shift up so your belly is exposed." Dr. Greene orders. Christian holds my hand while I lie on the table, waiting for our future to be decided. I feel Christian's anxiety radiating from him.
"What is it?" I question him.
"I'm just nervous, Ana. We're in for trouble with two boys, but it's no better with a girl!" I giggle at him, I just can't help it. His lips lift in a small smile.
"I don't know know what is amusing you, Mrs. Grey."
"You."
Dr. Greene begins to rub the cool jelly over my stomach and I listen in awe when I hear little Blip's heartbeat. Suddenly, the screen comes to life with the image of Blip two appears. I look over at Christian and he is starry eyed, like every time he is able to come.
"Is that the head?" Christian asks in a puzzling voice while pointing to a gray blob on the screen.
"Yes, that is the head. Would you like to know the gender?" I feel Christian squeeze my hand and we both nod enthusiastically. Well, Mr. and Mrs. Grey, you'll be welcoming a little girl into this world! Congratulations! I hear Christian gasp and slowly, my eyes fill with tears. I look at my husband and he smiles at me, his eyes also filling with tears.
"Thank you so much, Ana." He mouths to me. I feel my first tear slip down my cheek and he lets go of my hand to wipe it away with his thumb. I lean up to kiss him and he meets me halfway. I realize that this is the way it's always been with Christian and I, meeting each other halfway.
"A little girl." Christian repeats under his breath as we walk out of the doctor's office. I smile and lift my hand to my small bump.
"Can you believe it?" He marvels at me.
"We are in for it this time, Christian." I respond, laughter bubbling over me.
"I was in for it the moment you fell into my office."
Oh, Christian. We step into the Audi SUV and Taylor drives away. Christian is grinning from ear to ear s he reaches over and splays his hand out over my baby belly.
"What will I ever do with two Anastasias?" Christian breathes. Two Anastasias? Two? Two Anastasias…. two Anastasias…. Anastasia… Anastasia….
"Anastasia!" Christian pulls me from my daydream and begins to laugh.
"What is on your beautiful mind this morning, Mommy?"
"Just the moment when we learned we were having a beautiful little girl, Daddy."
"Sissy!" Teddy says with joy. His tiny hands begin to caress my tummy.
Teddy wraps his arms around my large belly and nuzzles Blip two. Little kicks begin to rise and Teddy looks at my tummy in awe.
"I think sissy is saying happy birthday to you, Ted!" Teddy squeaks and hugs my belly tighter.
"Careful, Teddy. Gentle with Mommy." Teddy's arms loosen and wrap around my neck instead. I pick up the smell of bacon and pancakes coming from the kitchen and I feel my tummy rumble.
"Who is hungry?!" Christian exclaims and Teddy throws his hand quickly into the air, as do I.
"Let's go find Mrs. Taylor!" I suggest as Ted and Christian climb out of the bed. I realize that I have on the GEH t-shirt and that Christian must've dressed me last night. I beam at him and he cocks an eyebrow at me.
"You are in an awfully good mood today, Mrs. Grey."
"It's this dose of TLC I've been receiving lately, Mr. Grey." Christian's smile could sink ships.
"Good morning, Gail!" I call as she turn the stove off and places mine and Christian's plates in front of us. She's went all out for Teddy's birthday. Eggs, bacon, pancakes, french toast, sausage, muffins, omelets, and even mini donuts for Ted. I place Teddy in the seat next to me and Gail sets his plate in front of him.
"Let!" Teddy squeaks as he picks up the folded omelet with his hands. Christian gives Teddy a fork and tells him to use it instead of his hands. Ted scrunches his nose and shakes his head. My boy, always wanting to do things his own way, just like Christian.
"He's just like you, Daddy." I confess to Christian. His eyes twinkle and his face splits into a grin. I shove a forkful of pancakes into my mouth and watch as Teddy spills the content of his omelet onto his night clothes. Oh my, this will be a mess. Soon, all of us are finished eating, and it is time to start decorating for Ted's party.
"I have a surprise for you, Teddy!" Christian half-whispers to him.
"Where?!" Teddy's head whips around looking all over. Christian picks Teddy up and I watch as all the ham and cheese in Teddy's lap spills onto the floor. I stand up and go to retrieve the broom. When Christian realizes my intentions, he sighs.
"Ana, let Gail do that."
"No, Christian. I got it. Go show Ted his surprise."
"Prise!" Teddy shrills and Christian walks to the living room with him in his arms while shaking his head.
I sweep the spilled contents into a pile and Gail rushes to my side.
"Ana, honey! Let me." I hand her the broom. It was kind of difficult to sweep anyway. My belly really is starting to get in the way. I walk quietly to the living room where I spot Christian and Teddy sitting cross-legged on the floor.
"Train." Teddy whispers in astonishment. I cross my arms and lean against the wall as I watch my two perfect boys, two peas in a pod, watch in wonder as the little red train follows the track around our living room.
"How cool is it Ted?" Christian whispers, wonder evident in his voice.
"Plane!" Ted roars and hops up to run to our giant picture window.
"No, Teddy, this is a train." Christian corrects and watches as the train goes around and around.
"Plane!" I giggle, causing Christian to look up.
"He's right, Daddy. There is a plane. Just not in our living room." I chuckle and glance at Teddy as a white helicopter flies over the sound. Christian giggles and corrects Ted again.
"Helicopter, Teddy. Planes are a lot bigger."
"Copter." Ted says in awe.
"I need to get dressed and begin decorating. Could Gail watch Teddy for a bit?" Christian glances as Teddy points to the white helicopter and looks back at me.
"Of course. I'll come with you to get ready."
"Shower, Mrs. Grey?" Christian's voice calls as I slip out of his shirt. I walk into our en suite bathroom to find him already undressed and waiting.
"We have to be dirty first, Mr. Grey." I challenge boldly as desire begins to unfold in my belly.
"Oh Mrs. Grey, I'll happily complete that request." Christian picks me up bridal style and carries me back into the bedroom. I marvel at how strong he is, I must be incredibly heavy.
Christian very carefully sets me down on the bed and for some unknown reason, I'm feeling kinky today.
"Spank me, Mr. Grey." I whisper in Christian's ear as he nibbles on my neck. He groans and moves from over top of me.
"Up. On all fours." I deliver his command and get on my hands and knees. I feel his hands fondling my behind.
"Why do you want me to spank you, Ana?" He questions me. I don't have a reason other than I'm feeling kinky, and if he knew that, he'd have a field day.
"Uhm… I guess it's the hormones." I reply hoping that is a good enough answer.
I feel a sharp sting hit me and my whole body lurches. The feeling feeds my desire as I let out a little moan. He smacks me again, just a little harder and I throw my head back, feeling my hair lay on my back.
"That's two, Ana. Let's do six." Another moan escapes my lips and Christian groans. He smacks my behind again, harder, and I nearly collapse. A little scream escapes my mouth and Christian quickly moves to cover it.
"Shhh! We don't want Ted to hear us." Christian shushes.
"Then gag me." I challenge him.
"Only if you're comfortable, Ana. I'm serious."
"Me too. Gag me, please."
Christian reaches for the GEH shirt I had on and ties it tightly around my head, effectively covering my mouth.
"How does that feel?" He asks. I try to open my mouth to respond, but I can't. Oh, this is hot. I lift up my hand and give him a thumbs up, and I know that he's smirking at me. His thumbs hook into my panties and he slides them off of me as I lift one leg, then the other.
"Arch your back." Christian commands, so I do.
"Oh Ana. You look so beautiful." I try, really try to let a moan escape, but I can't. Suddenly, he smacks me again and again right after. The sting is so powerful, but I'm so turned on. Christian gives me one final slap and I shudder. I need him. Now. His fingers find my sweet spot and slowly begin circling.
"Ana… you're always so ready." He moans my name and slowly sinks into me. I feel so full and I begin to meet him thrust for thrust. I hear his moaning and heavy breathing, but nothing is coming from my mouth, it's another experience. I feel my body, tightening and giving up control in his rhythm… our rhythm.
"Come for me, baby." Christian whispers in my ear and it's just enough to push me over. I throw my head back and begin to shudder as he continues his relentless pounding. He stills suddenly and I feel him, filling me.
"Oh Christ, Ana!" Christian moans and I feel the last of his liquid fill me.
Christian reaches to the tie on the back of my head and I'm able to talk again.
"Christian… that was…" Words fail me. I don't know how to describe it.
"I know baby." Christian holds me to his chest as he strokes my hair. It should be illegal to feel this content with life. Little flutters awaken me from the peace. Christian places his hand on the spot where the kicks are.
"She's such a gymnast already!" I say, giggling.
"I don't know about that. Isn't gymnastics extremely dangerous?" My protective Fifty. How I love him so.
"Yes, Christian. I believe you're right."
"And I believe that we are thoroughly dirty and ready for a shower." He sits up and picks me up carries me to the bathroom, both of us without any clothing on at all.