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Chapter 2: One Night Stand, Two...or Three.

Anastasia Steele

"Where would you like to go?" Christian asks Ana. He has his hands around her waist, pulling her very close to him.

"Um… I have a suit at Heathman Hotel." Ana answers with red face. "We could go there."

Christian nods and opens the front seat door for Ana. However before she can move to sit down, he wraps his arms around her pulling into another heated passionate kiss. Ana's hands found his hair, as their tongues play with each other. He pulls away, looking at her dazed deep blue eyes. Her hands is rest around his neck and his is almost under her top, loving the smooth skin he is touching.

"Can't wait to be inside you." Christian whispers in Ana's ear, who gasps in response.

On the drive to Ana's suit, she couldn't help but think of what she is doing. She could her CEO-self sitting on a couch, looking at her and shaking her head at her, but she could help but be excited. For the first time in ever, she is hooking up with a stranger. So this is a one night stand. Her adventure-self was giggling in her head like a schoolgirl.

She turns to look at her driver, Christian, he had one hand on the wheel and the other under her skirt. To her disappointment, it was just right on her mid-thigh, just laying there. He looks familiar to her, but could think of where she has seen him. Who cares? Just go and have your way with him, become a woman. She smiles and forgot about the past.

They arrive at the front entrance of the large luxury hotel, The Heathman. They are greet by the valet man. Christian tosses his key to him and holds Ana's hands, almost dragging her to her suite. They go to the elevator, Ana goes in first with Christian right behind her.

"Ana, what floor?"

"Um. thirty-two, The Presidential suit." he nods and presses the top floor bottom. Then turns to look at her. Without warning he goes for her again, capture her mouth, and battle her tongue with his. This time, Christian caught her arms in one hand over her head and his other was under her top, releasing her B-cup breast from her bra. He squeezes one of the her boobs with his free hand, making her gasps. Without thinking, Ana's legs is around his waist. The elevator doors open and Christian carry Ana to her door. He still has her arms in one hand and her top and bra was over her breast, not caring if anyone sees them.

"What's the code?" Christian asks, kissing and licking her neck. Ana moans the code and Christian open the door. He then close the door with Ana pin on it. He takes a mini step back, taking her in, with her breast out for him to see, and her lips red and swollen. "Take off your panties." Ana does what he order, he want to see but he is now blocked by her skirt. He watches as Ana slowly takes off her red lace panties. The panties is somewhere on the floor, forgotten. Wasting no time, he takes her mouth again and his hands takes the top off her, making her naked except for the skirt.

Ana's eyes is close, feeling his finger pumping into her core. She doesn't hear or notices him removing his pants and boxers, until he removes his fingers and feels his heated wood at her entrance. With one move, he is inside of her, stretching her. She gasps and moans at the intrusion, making him moan loudly. He is so big. Ana holds on Christian's biceps, while he moves inside her. He starts slow at first then, picks up the pace when he knows she gets use to his wood. Ana is now trap between Christian and the now locked door. Christian have her arms up over her head and her legs are wrap his waist, with him pounding inside her. She could feel herself coming close.

Oh God!, "Please." Ana begs, for what she has no idea. Christian captures her lips again, and bites her lower lip hard. Making they both coming. Christian moans loudly as he filled her with his juice. Ana closes her eyes again as she comes, feeling sky high, falling an amazing fall.

She opens her eyes to see Christian's grey eyes staring at her. "Um… you can let me down now." she blushes.

Christian silently takes a step back out of Ana's legs wrapped legs, which ss now just jelly. He looks at Ana's almost naked body, making Ana blush even more, while trying hard not to look at his now tame wood.

"Um… I'm going to bathroom." Ana annocens shyly and run to the bathroom without looking back. She is in the Master bedroom's bathroom. She leans on the door and sighs. That was great, now kick him out. Her CEO-self orders. She walks to the sink and look at herself at the mirror. I look like I just got fucked, her hair looks wild, from the grabbing and being pin by the door, her lips gloss is gone now, she is grateful she didn't put full makeup on. She walks with her jelly legs to the shower. She opens the glass door and turns on the rain shower. With the right temp, she steps in liking the the feel of the water. In minutes, she gets out, turns the shower off and wipes herself with a very big towel.

She opens the bathroom door to find, Christian standing by the bedroom doorway, already dressed in his dark blue jeans and the black undershirt. He is leaning by the door.

Ana clear her throat to find her voice. "I thought you left."

Christian looks at her and takes a step towards her. "I was, but then I saw two drops of blood at the scene. The gentleman in me wanted to make sure you are okay."

"Oh." Ana blushes and look down to her feet.

Christian walks towards her and stands closely to her, he has his point finger at her chin guiding her head to look at him. Blue meets grey. "Are you okay?" he whispers.

Ana nods, with her face red. "I'm fine. That was just my um…"

Christian chuckles. "What a way to lose your virginity."

"It wasn't bad." Ana defends.

Christian takes a deep breathe. "I want to make it up to you."

"How?"' Ana asks,

Christian slowly pulls the towel from Ana naked body, leaving her expose. When she tries to cover herself with her arms, Christian capture them behind her back. They meet each other's' eyes. Slowly Christian kiss Ana, who responds by opening her mouth, making him insert his tongue in her mouth to meet hers. He pulls her naked body closer to him, loving the smooth skin and the rich scent of jasmine. Ana's arms is behind her back, so she wrap her legs around him once again. Christian guide Ana to the large king-size silk sheet covered bed. He moves her up so that her head will be at the pillows. He gets up at the edge of the bed, with Ana silent and watching him.

Christian removes his undershirt, revealing his scars on his muscular chest and his six packs. Looking at him, Ana gasps. She meets his eyes as he starts to take off his pants, then boxers. Holy Balls! He is huge. Ana thinks looking full view of his manhood. He slowly crawl his way between her legs. He looks at her, and she smiles up at him. He slowly enter her once again. Ana grabs into the sheets tight as he moves slowly.

They are gasping and kiss each other as Christian moves with their breath. He release her arms and capture them again above her head. Moments later they both become undone by the climax. She moans loudly as she comes with Christian. After two mind-blowing sex, they are both exhausted. Christian removes himself out of Ana, he doesn't get off her, instead he falls asleep holding her tightly. Ana sighs dreamily and looks up the ceiling. She was glad she waited for this mind-blowing sex.

A loud ringing woke up Ana. She opens her eyes when her familiar cell phone ring tone. She sits up trying to remember where she left it, which made her remember last night. She turns to find her sex partner, Christian sound asleep. He is sleeping on his stomach, with the white sheet covering his ass, barely. Ana gets out of bed, naked picks up the towel on the bedroom floor. She walks to the living area to her ringing phone, which is on the center table where she left it last night before going to the club with Kate.

"Hello?" Ana answers the call.

"Ms. Ana," Sawyer responses at the other end, "I am calling to remind you of the house hunting. The realtor have three new houses for you to look at."

Ana's eyes meet the clock hanging at the wall, it was twenty minutes past nine. "Sawyer, I'm going to ask you to choose the house."

"Ms Ana?"

"Just pick the smaller mansion, with four bedrooms and no more than four baths. Oh… one with an indoor pool would be nice and a huge kitchen."

"Yes, Ms. Ana." With that Ana hangs up. She looks down at her phone and sees a text from Kate. She smiles and decides to call her.

Kate picks up after three rings. "Hey, Steele, you got home last night?"

"Yeah, I did." Ana blushes.

"So, tell me the details. Was he a jerk?"

"No he wasn't." Ana smiles looking up to the ceiling. "He was great."

"Huh, I thought he was a jerk to everybody." Kate answers.

"What do you mean?"

"Um… hello, he's Christian Grey. The all-time bachelor, the Shark-king?"

Ana frowns. "Christian Grey of Grey Enterprise and Holdings?"

"Yeah, I thought you knew that. How could you not know that?" Kate says surprise.

Ana sighs with worry. "Kate, I had sex with him."

"What? Holy shit!" She scream so hard, Ana had to hold the phone away from her ear, "Well, there goes my gay question. How was it? How big was he? Was he kinky? Slow? How many times did you come?"

"Okay, I have to dress before I answer those questions plus I don't think I can answer them."

"Ok! But you have a lot of explanation, little annie." Kate laughs.

Ana hangs up and walk back to the bedroom, but not before she picks up all her clothing on the floor. She moves her clothing, and Christian's grey sweater to the laundry basket in her large closet. Then she drops the towel, walks over to the drawer where she keeps her underwear. Picks out a hot pink lace bra and panties set. She puts lotion on and choses black leggings and a beige color dress shirt. She looks at herself in her full-body mirror, liking what she sees.

Ana brushes her long black hair, then ties it into a high ponytail. She nods at her reflection and walks out of her large closet. She makes her way to the bed, where Christian was still sleeping. He is now on his back, showing his chest and abs. This is the man I played "hide the wood" with. Ana giggles. She steps closer to look at him. Without realizing it, she climbs to the bed, and kneels on it. She takes a closer look at him, his eyes was close with his normal breathing. She slowly traces her point finger to his torso, tracing his abs moving up to his chest. The second she touches his chest, Christian's eyes snaps open making Ana gasps.

He meets her eyes, which makes her red. He quickly sits up, looking alarmed. "Where I am?" he asks in his sleepy voice.

Ana blushes, "You are in my suite."

He looks back at Ana, who is still kneeling on the bed with her hands on her lap. He takes deep breath and starts to stretching, with his arm up.

"Um… you can have a shower, then breakfast." Ana says, as she climb of the bed. She walks at the exit and turns to Christian, who is staring at her every move. "I will order you some breakfast."

Ana walks out of the bedroom to the living. She picks up the hotel phone and calls for breakfast. Not sure what he would like, she orders every breakfast meal. In twenty minutes, her order is here at the dining table. Ah! The life of being rich. She smiles at the display of eggs: scrambled poached and fried, french toast, pancakes, waffles, bowels of different kinds of fruit: honeydew, cantaloupe, strawberries, blueberries pineapple and oranges with coffee and tea. She takes a plate, fill it with waffles and strawberries and a cup of tea. She starts to eat. She takes a bite of waffle and strawberry, loving the sweet combination.

She looks up to see Christian in his clothes from last night, without his grey sweater.

"Hi," Ana says,with her full fork mid-way to her mouth.

"Hello," he replies and takes the seat across from Ana. "What did you mean when you said, this is your suite."

"Exactly what it is. I am staying here, until I get my house." Ana explains.

Christian stares at her, "I am Christian Grey."

"I-I know," Ana blushes and look at her plate, then meets his eyes trying to explain. "But… after what we did last night. Kate told me, when she called."

Christian narrows his angry eyes. "You talked to Katharine Kavanagh."

"Um… yeah she's friend." Ana says.

Christian Grey.

"Your friend." Christian repeats. He lean back in the dining chair across from Ana. Ana nods and takes a bite of her breakfast. "Your friend, who happens to be the head editor of the gossip center of Kavanagh Media."

Ana nods at his information.

Christian sighs and combs his hair with his fingers. "Anastasia, I'm a very private man. With you not signing a NDA, makes that a problem, a serious problem."

"I don't kiss and tell." Ana laughs at her own joke, but Christian just stares at her, with a serious expression.

"Why do you need me to sign a Non-Disclosure Agreement?" Ana frowns.

"So that you don't tell your friend about me. Things like what happen last night." Christian snaps. He takes a few deep breaths, counting to ten backwards slowing his anger.

Ana sits silently, placing her fork down and look at him. "If that bothers you I can sigh it. But I say in confidence that Kate will never betray me."

He meets her eyes. "I'm not taking your word for it." He grabs a plate and puts some waffles and pancakes, two bacons, and a one cup of each fruits. "I will take to you to my penthouse and have you sigh it."

Ana nods in response. She takes a breath and resumes eating her breakfast. Christian also starts eating. They eat in silence, with Christian staring at her. Everytime he takes a bite, he watches her while chewing. His eyes only leave her to look at his plate. He looks at her, studying her. Never missing the uncomfortable moves she makes, like meeting his eyes and quickly look down or anywhere else, her shallow breathing,and raising her shoulders high. I could watch her all day. She has her long hair up, which is now brushing her lower neck. She has no signs of makeup on her flawless blushing face. She was a natural beauty.

When Ana finish her food, she puts her fork and knife in a cross on her plate, wipes her mouth with her napkin, opens it on the dining table and stands up. Christian watches her as she takes a deep breath. He raises his eyebrows at her.

"I'm going to find my shoes, then we can go to your penthouse." Ana says. she walks past where Christian was sitting, but he stops her by hold her waist. He slowly gets up, standing close to her.

"I'm sorry, Anastasia." He whispers in her ear. "But, I'm a very private man."

Ana looks up to meets his eyes. "You already said that."

They look at each other's eyes, in their own world. Christian uses his free hands to hold the back of her neck in place. He lean closer, but Ana turns away, making him kiss her cheek. Slowly she steps away from him and walks to the bedroom. Leaving him standing there looking after her. I could punish her for that.

He sits back down and continues his breakfast. While eating, he thinks back to last night and it being the most amazing sex ever. He can't think of any other like it. Vanilla sex.

Christian smiles. He still remembers being deep inside her, the feeling of being out of control for the first time, since his teen years. He remember her moans, gasps and breath. He can still her soft white jasmine scented skin.

In his lifetime, Christian hasn't experienced sex like this. He is a dominant, and has been in the BDSM world all his sex life. He doesn't how to be patient with a woman, let alone please them with vanilla sex. And yet he was gentle with Anastasia. That's a first. Kisses is now his favorite when it comes to her. In all of his fifteen submissive, he never once kiss them even doing sessions in the playroom.

Christian finishes his plate food and gets up from the table, leave his empty plate there. He walks to the broad living area to the large full body glass window. It has a view of the waters in Seattle, but nothing beats his office and penthouse. The suite is the biggest in the Heathman Hotel, and it is not cheap. He wonders what she does for living. He reaches his pocket and takes out his blackberry, then calls Taylor.

"Sir," Taylor answers on the first ring.

"I need you to meet me at the front door of my building, I will be bring a guest, get a Non-Disclosure Agreement ready in my office." he orders. He stands facing the window.

"Yes, Sir." Taylor says.

"And tell Welch for a full background information on Anastasia. I want it on my desk by monday." He orders.

"Of course, sir." Taylor answers. Christian hangs up and stares at the poor view of Seattle. He turns to look at the suite he spend the night in. It was big, probably the biggest in the Heathman Hotel. It has a dark marble top kitchen counters, with brand new applicants, a dining room, a large master bedroom with a bath and shower. It was too small for Christian's taste.

"Ok, I'm ready to go now." And walks out of the bedroom down the two stairs to where Christian is standing. She looks up to him. She is wearing black flats with matching handbag.

Christian takes a step closer to her and holds her waist with his two hands. He leans in and kisses her. Ana hands is on his biceps, holding him as he deepen his kiss. His tongue enters her mouth, meeting her's. They breaks up, coming for air.

"I like kissing you, Anastasia." he whispers. He rests his forehead on hers.

"Me too." Christian smirks at her response, then steps back.

"Shall we go?" Ana nods and takes his hands. He leads her out of the suite and to the elevator. Christian press the lobby and waited with Ana. The tension builds up every floor the elevator goes. Christian remembers what they did in the elevator last night. The doors opens at the busy lobby. They walk out holding hands. Christian gives the valet card to the man, who drives his black Audi r8. The man gives the key to it owner.

Christian open the passenger door Ana, who sits down. He walks around to the driver seat and drives in full speed out of the hotel. He has one hands on the wheel, driving through Seattle saturday mid-morning traffic.

"What happens after I sign the NDA?" Ana asks, breaking the silence.

"Then I have confidence to show more about me." Christian answers, eyes on the road. He drives to the building, Escala. He pulls on the front door, sees Taylor at the door waiting for him.

He gets out and Ana follows. He nods to Taylor and give him the keys, to bring to his garage. Then he guides Ana to the elevator, pasting the front desk. He press the bottom and the doors opens for them. The ride becomes silent once again. The doors finally opens, they walk into a huge and beautiful penthouse. Ana steps closers to the amazing view of Seattle.

"Anastasia." Christian calls. Ana turns to look at him. He is stand at the first step of his white and wooden steps with his hands out for her. She walks to him and takes his hands again. They go up the steps to long hallway. Ana looks around but most of the doors are closed. He leads him to his office. He opens a door and walks in with her behind.

Christian's office was a classic luxury office with large dark wood color table, and brown leather chairs. On the right side stands a shelf, full with textbooks and cds.

"Anastasia. Have a seat." Christian orders. He takes his usual seat, facing Ana. She has her legs cross by the knees, waiting for Christian to speak. "This is the NDA for you to sign. After that, I have some things to discus with you."

"Discuss what?" Ana blinks and tilts her head in confusion.

"Sign first."

Ana takes the one of the pen at his desk and sighs her name on the line of NDA. She looks up to Christian, who smiles at her. He takes the form and puts it in a drawer.

"Okay, Anastasia. I want you to be my submissive." He annonces.

"What? Submissive? What is that?" Ana asks.

"It is when you let me have complete and total control over you."

Ana frowns, "Why will I do that?"

Christian looks at her. "It will please me."

"What about me?" Christian just looks at her. "I want to be please too."

"You don't understand. I want fuck you, and control whenever you come. if you come at all" Christian says. He has his elbows on his desk and his chins rest on the back of his folded hands. He stares at confused Ana and decides to show his playroom. "Come with me."

They walk out of the office to a door. Christian press his code in and open the door. Ana slowly follows him inside the dark room. He switches on the light, revealing what he have in the room.

"Oh my God." Ana gasps at what she sees. She slowly walks into the room looking the items. The room walls is red, with black leather furniture. There is a bed with red and black silk sheets, the couch and drawer are also black. There are handcuffs, belts, whips and even canes. Ana stops and looks at the display of about ten canes.

Christian is still stand by the light switch, watching at Ana moves. "Say something." he says after a while, Ana was still looking at the items, however she gives nothing.

"You do this to women?" Ana asks.

Christian nods, "consensual, of course."

"Of Course." Ana chuckles. "How many?"

"Fifteen."

"They like it, when you do that to them?" Ana turns to look at him.

"Yes, they were quiet pleased."

"So, you're a sadist?"

"I'm a dominant."

"What does that mean?"

Christian takes a few steps towards her. "It means I want you to williing surrender yourself to me, to please me."

"Why- why?" Anna gasps.

"Because that is all I know."

Ana steps closer and meets his eyes. "You knew a lot last night." she whispers.

Christian smiles. "That is a first for me too. I don't do vanilla sex. And I want to continue this with you, this time on my own terms."

Ana stays quiet, studying him. She walks to see the displays of handcuffs and belts. She slowly turns to him. "I want a preview."

"Preview?"

Ana nods blushing. "A preview of what you will do to me. Um… for better understanding."

"Right." Christian smirks. He walks to her and holds her shoulders with his two hands. "I can give you a preview on how we will play in this room."

They meet each other's eyes. Christian sees Ana looking back with curiosity and confidence. "Take your clothes off, Anastasia."

She obeys and takes her clothing one by one, while still meets his eyes. She removes her dress shirt, then her leggings and her bra. Christian sharply inhales at the looks of her breast. She still meets him eyes when she takes off her panties, leaving her as naked as the day she was born. Then folds her clothes, while Christian watches.

She stands waiting for his move. Which he makes by takes one of the display of handcuffs. "Hands out."

Her hands goes in front of her and Christian puts the handcuffs on her wrist. He moves Ana to the bed and lies her down. Then he ties he hands to the bed's front broad. Making Ana lying down with her arms over her head.

Slowly Christian traces his fingers on her body, making her gasps in pleasure. So responsive. He takes both her legs and spreads them, giving him and full view of herself. He steps back admiring the view. Then goes to the drawer, opens it and takes out a blindfold.

"No looking." he says as he put it over her eyes.

Christian remove his shirt and his pants. He looks at tied up Ana, who is breathing heavy now. He removes his jeans and boxers, fully naked. Then slowly takes steps to Ana at the bed. Ans can feel him closer, and that makes her more in pleasure. She can't move and see, but she can hear his light movements. He dips himself on the bed, kneeling between Ana's spread legs. Without warning, he enters in one move, making her gasp. He looks up in ecstasy, moaning along with her.

Christian starts to move slow at first, then picks up his pace. He leans on to her breast and bites her perky nipple. His hands stands either side of her, holding him up. Ana screams when he starts to pound inside. With his tongue on her nipple, he pound harshly inside, loving the sounds of her screams. He comes undone, pouring his climax inside her. He looks at he breast bouncing while she pants. He stays inside, even though he was finish.

In minutes, he pulls out ot her. He unties her hands and legs. Ana sits up on the bed, looking at his naked body.

"You're biting your lip." Christian says, releasing the lip. "I want do that."

"You can." She whispers.

He leans in and capture her lips. Ana gasps when he bites her lower lip, her hands meet his hair pulling him closer to her. He lies on top her, kissing her.

Christian breaks the heated makeout, staring down at her. He gets up from the bed, leave Ana looking on confused. "I won't touch you again without your written consent."

"What?"

Christian looks at Ana, "Get dress." he orders and walks out of the room. What the fuck was that. He kiss Ana in the playroom. He never does that to anyone, yet does it without even think. He goes to his room, to his closet picks out new boxers and sweatpants, then puts on his Harvard t-shirt. He goes down the stairs, to his large kitchen, takes out water out of the fridge and drinks it. He looks at the digital clock on the stove, it is already fifteen minutes to four.

He turns to see Ana coming down the stairs. They stare at each other.

"What did you mean when you said you need my written consent to touch me." Ana breaks the silence.

"I will a contract, stating the terms of our "relationship". Very detailed and complex. That way whatever I do to you, you know... or at least expect." Ana stay quiet, looking at him. He moves to her and touches her cheek. "What are you thinking?"

Ana smiles. "After the preview, I am curious." she reaches into her bag and pulls out her business card, hands it to him. "Send me the contract, let me read it. This card has my email, office number and cell phone number on it."

Christian watches as she turns and walks to the elevator.

"Goodbye again, Christian."