THIS CHAPTER WAS A REAL CHALLENGE FOR ME, IT'S MY FIRST TIME WRITING ABOUT EXPLICIT SEX, OR SMUT. I KEPT LOOKING BEHIND ME, DIDN'T WANT TO GET CAUGHT BY MY SISTER AND BLUSHED LIKE CRAZY THROUGH THE FIRST TWO PAGES. BUT I HAD FUN WRITING IT.
DISCLAIMER: I regret to inform you all that I do not own FSOG, we all know that belongs to the very talented E.L. James, and as always, I am just having fun with her story.
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HER INSECURITIES
"Tell me again Anastasia, how do you want it this time, tell me!"
"Sir, I want it harder, please!"
Christian's hand came down harder this time on Anastasia's right butt check, making her buckle and yelp louder, but right after slapping her, he rubbed and caressed her very red butt check softly.
"Good girl, now, why did I have to punish you again?"
"Because I rolled my eyes, and I spanked your behind." Anastasia was trying to control her breathing, as the throbbing ache between her legs was beginning to increase.
"Bend over more Anastasia, I want to take a better look at that nice pink pussy of yours before I ram my cock inside you, you hear me?"
"Yes, oh yes Sir, please!"
"Please what, tell me you naughty wench!"
"Please Sir, I need your cock inside me, now!"
Christian did not waste any time, he shoved his manhood inside of her, taking her from behind. Both of them moaned at the sensation of their bodies connecting, they had held back long enough. They had been at it for hours, playing a sexual game of Dominant and Submissive, along with some improvised foreplay, but now they just wanted to fuck each other into oblivion. Their lust for each other had not diminished at all since their first time of intimacy. If anything, it grew stronger with time.
Christian held Anastasia from her waist with one arm, and across her shoulders with the other as she leaned forward and held herself against a bar attached to the wall, as he thrusted into her fast and hard. He slowed down a few times just long enough to rotate his penis against her heat, rubbing her in all the right places; he knew how pleasurable this was for her.
"See what happens to your sweet wet pussy when you disrespect me that way?"
"Oh Crist….Sir, yes, yes right there, oomph, oh please, Sir, right there…"
"Ump, fuck, so tight baby, so tight… bend down a bit lower my wench."
It did not take long before Anastasia reached her orgasm; she usually did before him because Christian wanted her to come first, so that he could watch her become undone before his eyes. If anyone knew how to make a woman reach ecstasy several times during one night, it was Christian Grey, he knew exactly how and when to make his wife come for him. He knew every inch of her body, knew her weak and sensitive spots, and he used this knowledge to his advantage.
Christian eventually came right after her, but still managed to hold her tightly and pull her up towards him. As soon as both of them came down from their high, Christian swept Anastasia up in his arms and carried her out of the Red Room towards their old bedroom.
He gently placed her down on their bed and lay beside her while caressing her face, and gently removing her blindfold from her face. "You look so beautiful Ana, I love the way your skin glows with our sweat, and you feel so soft, like silk."
Anastasia's fingers lightly brushed his chest, even though touching his whole body was no longer an issue for him, she still did it slowly, some old habits were hard to break.
"Christian, how is this possible?"
"What love?"
"This, my need for you, I want and need you more than ever, I just can't seem to get enough of you. What about you Christian, how can you still want me, after two kids I mean, I know I don't look the same anymore."
Christian pulled her closer to him, while gently moving strands of hair away from her eyes.
"Ana, not this again, stop bringing that up, you know how much I love you, all of you. I love everything about you, including your body, especially now; I don't care if you lost or gained twenty or thirty pounds, I love you because of who you are my love, not just how you look."
"But after I gave birth to Phoebe…."
"Ana, I desire you as much if not even more than before you gave birth to our children."
"Mr. Grey, you know exactly how to charm your wife."
"Mrs. Grey, besides charming you, I can show you exactly how desirable and sexy you are to me."
With a wicked smile, Christian gently palmed her breast while brushing her nipple with his thumb. "These breasts have never looked or felt better." His hand then travels down to her side, rib cage and abdomen. "Your body has never been softer, curvier, and tastier, um."
Christian began to lick and place soft kisses all over Ana's abdomen, while his hands traveled down her thighs, softly tickling her.
She closed her eyes, humming in pleasure, his touch was pure bliss. Her hand reached down to gently run her fingers through his messy hair. She mentally scolded herself for even bringing up her doubts regarding her husband's desire for her. Instead she smiled remembering how wonderful their evening ended up, back at Escala.
Their date had started with a drive back to central Seattle to their new favorite restaurant "Brasserie Margaux" that specialized in European French cuisine. They had wined, dined and enjoyed each other's company without the distractions that normally came with chatty, loud kids during dinner time. Afterwards they went for a walk for several blocks which was something they normally would not do because of Christian's security concerns; but she insisted since Franco and Sawyer were only a few yards away, shadowing behind them, and it was such a beautiful night.
They talked about everything under the stars; their work, favorite charities, the kids, their families, Mia and Ethan's upcoming wedding. They talked for hours, never once mentioning Elena Lincoln or her recent antics.
Mrs. Lincoln, a bad memory that for at least one night was all but forgotten. Anastasia was just too happy enjoying a glorious night with her husband to let that memory ruin the moment.
"Christian, look at me." Anastasia cupped her husband's face and turned him softly to face her. "Tell me, will we always be this happy, always be this much in love?"
Christian frowned, not quite sure as to why Anastasia would even question their love and devotion to one another.
"Ana, there will never be a day that I will love you any less than I do now. You are my life, my wife, my lover, the mother of my children; you are my everything, the reason why I get up every day and thank God for bringing you into my life. You are my savior, without you, Teddy and Phoebe, I am nothing, worthless."
Ana turned over to lie on top of him. "Oh Christian, I… I didn't mean in to question our love or devotion, please don't get me wrong, I know how much you love me, you show me just how much every damn day, and I love you right back as much, if not even more. I just..."
"Hey, it's ok Ana, please love, don't cry, or you'll make me cry too. Christian Grey does not cry, remember? I have a bad ass reputation to maintain you know."
That seemed to work, Anastasia broke into laughter while wiping off her tears.
"Mr. Grey, you are one bad ass rascal, and you say Elliot is the trouble maker."
"Elliot has nothing on me babe, you know it."
"Oh Christian, forgive me, leave it to me to ruin the night. It's just my past insecurities getting the best of me. Dr. Flynn is right; I need to learn to accept our happiness without reservations or self-doubts. I need to accept the fact that I am married to the best looking, most intelligent, most loving and caring father, not to mention the sexiest fifty shades control freak in the world."
"Hump, about time that overpriced charlatan gave you some worthwhile advice."
They both laughed at Dr. Flynn's expense, and it was not long after that the effects of their lovemaking turned into exhaustion, dragging them both into a deep sleep.
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"Mrs. Grey, this omelet is delicious, how come you're not having one?
"Cheerios and toast is just fine with me, I ate too much last night." Anastasia patted her stomach.
Christian snorts. "Yes, but we also burned a lot of calories too you know..." His cell phone buzzing interrupts him from continuing his attempt down memory lane.
"Oh, hey Mom… yes we did, had a really good time…" Christian could not help himself but wink at his wife.
While he talks to his mother on his phone, Anastasia decides to check on her own cell phone, which had been on silent mode since the previous night. As she scrolls down the list of missed calls and messages, she nearly chokes on her breakfast at what she sees.
"That bitch, what the fuck!"
Her reaction startles Christian. "Mom, I'll call you right back, yes, yes, I promise." He quickly grabs Anastasia's hand while she is still clutching her cell phone.
"Jesus Ana, what's wrong? Babe please, let me look at it."
What he sees on her cell phone turns him red with anger. "What the fuck is she doing?"
"Damn her to hell, that crazy fucking bitch!" Christian's rage takes Ana by surprise, and it actually scares her.
"Christian, please calm down, look at me sweetheart. Baby, please, look at me."
"I told her Ana, I told her years ago, I made it clear to her, why the fuck did I ever get involve with her, that fucking psycho!"
"Christian, please, I won't ask you again, calm down, I swear if you don't I'll call Dr. Flynn right now!" She forces him to look at her directly by cupping his face.
The worried look on Ana's face brings Christian out of his rage, he starts taking deep breaths in order to get control of his emotions.
As Anastasia's eyes begin to tear, Christian embraces her, holding on to her as if she were his lifeline.
"Christian, I'm sorry I overreacted, I didn't mean to upset you so much. I can tell you know something I don't, please, do not keep things from me."
Christian does not answer right away, but he nods in acknowledgment.
"Please love, you promised me long time ago that you would not hide things from me, that you would always tell me everything, remember?"
He loosens his grip a bit, just long enough to kiss her lightly on her lips and forehead.
"Yes, I did promise you, and I will keep my promise. I trust you Ana, and I hope and pray that you trust me back."
"Christian, I do trust you, and I always will. "
Anastasia leads her husband to the living room with both arms wrapped around his waist.
"Come, sit by me, it's time for you to tell me everything about Elena, and please do not hold anything back, it's time for us to figure out what to do about that old pedophile, bag of bones."
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Ana dear, have Christian call me
Fri. Sep. 12 8:15pm
From : Elena Lincoln
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It's me again, need to talk to Christian "a.s.a.p." xoxo
Fri. Sep. 12 9:45pm
From : Elena Lincoln
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Ana, he will not return my calls, I must talk to him "a.s.a.p."
Fri. Sep. 12 11:16pm
From : Elena Lincoln
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Maybe I should pay you a visit at SIP, girl talk? xoxo
Fri. Sep. 12 11:54pm
From : Elena Lincoln
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Ana dear, "I will not be ignored" have him call me. xoxo
Sat. Sep. 13 6:16am
From : Elena Lincoln
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Ana, I need to talk to him "a.s.a.p."
Sat. Sep. 13 7:55am
From : Elena Lincoln
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HE NEEDS TO CALL ME!
Sat. Sep. 13 8:44am
From : Elena Lincoln
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Note: Elena will make her appearance soon, I promise. I hope you enjoyed.