Hey guys, so firstly, why have I taken forever to update? The answer is I don't know. I've been procrastinating all along and I'm not a bit pleased about it. I'll try to be more regular. And I'm sorry for the short chapters *I'm new here* So anyways, here's chapter 3 :-)

I'm taking quite a long time leaning against the bathroom door. I'm wrapped up in a fluffy white towel of Christian's which has his fragrance on it and I am unconsciously sniffing it. It smells alluring. What the hell! What's happened to me? We've been friends forever and now I am having feelings for him which are totally unwelcomed. Ugh! It's so frustrating.

I slowly make my way out of the bathroom. My hair is soaking wet and sticking on my skin. My face is completely flushed as if I am a teenager confronting my first big crush. I must look like a dork. Get your game face on, Steele!

I dare to turn my face to him and try to give the best kind of smirk I can manage but fail miserably as I look at Christian. He is looking at me wide-eyed and he is shirtless and his grey pajama pants are hanging oh so low on his hips. Mmmmm. I'd love to rip them apart and dig into the real treasure...

What the hell! What is wrong with me. Ugh!

Then I notice Christian is looking rather inappropiately at my body. I frown and look down to see what's wrong.

Oh shit. I'm only wearing that fluffy towel draped on my body. And let me tell you that it is doing a pretty poor job covering me.

"Uhhh" Christian says rathers awkwardly.

"Oh shit. Sorry. I'll go change" I say in a hurried pace as I desperately search for the clothes I'm going to wear.

I finally find it and rush my way to the bathroom. I force the door shut with a loud thud and lean against it. I am breathing heavily as if I've ran a marathon. I close my eyes and count to three and try my best to get in my normal composure. I yank on the t-shirt and my underwear and brush my hair through my fingers. Taking a deep breath I march out of the bathroom.

"I'm ready" I say witha bright smile concealing my current state.

"Okay then" he concedes, shifts to the other side and turns off the light.

I slip in the bed and I swear to God it is the softest bed I have ever laid in. But I cannot smolder myself in the comfort it brings to me because of the sexual tension going amongst us. I swear it is so thick you can cut it by a knife. I feel him shift rather awkwardly. I feel relief flooding through me knowing that he feels the same as I do.

"You're supposed to keep me warm, remember?" I say out of sheer bravery.

Woah, did I just say that? Well I guess this situation is bringing the best of me. And I also wouldn't mind Christian holding me tight. Mmm I'd like that very much.

No, no, no. What's gotten into me? This is wrong, this is wrong, this is wrong, this is so right. What?! No.

Christian breaking my train of thought smirks me and pulls me to him.

I let out a deep shaky faltered breath. I feel his muscular arm draped around me. It feels good. My head is tucked right above his shoulder which is clearly inches from his face and gives me direct access to his neck. I can feel his pulse beating in his neck. My hand unconsciously goes to his defined abs and I run my hands through it. I hear him groan. That sends a wake up call between my thighs. This close proximity is driving me wild. Mmm. God.

I let all conscious and logical thought leaves my brain and I am surrounded by his senses. I want him. Here. Now. I can't deny it any longer.

I pucker my lips and tentitively kiss the side of his neck from which the pulse is beating rapidly. I hear him gasp. I kiss him again but this time opening my mouth by a fraction and putting my tongue out to taste him. He tastes good. I am beyond aroused.

I hear him groan deep in his throat and all at once he pushes me against the matress. Gets on top of me and before I know it, his lips meet mine in a rough and aggresive kiss.

I've never kissed Christian before. And now I'm pretty sure I was missing out on life all this time because I've never been kissed this way before.

He presses down on my lips with a bit of pressure. Then he starts sucking my bottom lip. I moan into his mouth. He then attacks my bottom lip with his tongue for which I moan and open my moth for him. He explores and tastes my mouth with his tongue and soon enough I join him and start to fight for dominance. And of course he wins and soon enough I start sucking his tongue tentatively which makes him groan in pleasure. His groan vibrates straight through me and travels all the way down to my core.

I am lightly massaging his scalp with my hand as I devour his mouth. He is propped up with his right arm and holding my hip with his left arm.

We both pull out of the kiss to get our breathing to normal. He is staring at me with intense grey eyes I can't look away.

"Mmm Ana" he groans and reaches for my neck.

He leaves wet open mouth kisses down my throat and sucks hard on my pulse point. I bow my head back and moan. It's paradise.

He makes his way down my throat and tugs at my t-shirt. I am not supposed to do this but I am beyond any sense of control. I slowly pull myself up and yank the t-shirt out of my body. I am not wearing any bra and realization hits me a bit too late.

I blush scarlet and cover my breasts with my hand. Insecurities come back to me.

He tentatively bites my index finger and slowly and tenderly pulls my hand off of my breast. He does the same thing for my other hand. For some unknown reason, I trust him.

"Don't hide from me. You are beautiful" he says as he tenderly presses me against the mattress. He looks intently at me and groans. Then he leans down to attack my breast.

He pulls one nipple to his mouth and sucks hard. Oh my.

"Mmm Christian" I moan out his name.

"I want you Ana" he says as he suckles hard on my breast.

He is sucking my nipple hard and rolling his tongue over it. It is driving me wild. My nipple is lengthening in his mouth. He pulls out and does the same thing for my other breast.

I am a hot bothered whimpering mess when he pulls away. He surely likes it. He looks intently at me and smirks.

"Christian... please" I moan out in frustration

"What do you want Ana?" He asks me in his deep husky voice.

"You. Please" I beg. I never beg. But now I have a deep ache between my thighs which needs to be satiated.

He groans and kisses me down my torso and stops right above my aching center.

He then starts kissing his way from my thighs. When he reaches the apex of my thighs, he suckles on that flesh.

I thrash my head in frustration.

And before I know it he circles my clitoris with his tongue.

"Aah... Oh god Christian" I moan out loud.

He keeps circling my clitoris and it feels so good. This is sweet agonizing torture. It is driving me wild. He just doesn't stop.

Just when I am about to reach my climax he pulls back.

"What the fuck!" I groan in frustration.

Then before I know it. I hear the crackle of aluminum and then he's inside me.

"Oh god Christian!" I scream out his name.

"Oh Ana" he groans his response.

I am saturated with delicious fullness. He starts moving in an agonizingly slow pace. It is pleasurable agony. I can't bear it anymore.

"Christian, faster" I moan out to him.

And he picks up his pace. He slams into me again and again and I am euphoric in the sweet friction. Oh god. It feels so good.

Then my body starts to tremble and I can't resist it anymore...

"Chis..Christain I..I'm cu..cu.. Coming" I scream out.

"Ana" he moans my name and finds his release too.

He drops on the bed beside me and we both feel content. Now, the logical me would've regretted this decision but now I'm euphoric.

Soon enough fatigue takes over and I roll up against him and let sweet oblivion take over me.