Chapter 4
ALL CREDIT TO ELJ
I'm just desperate to kiss her and I ravage her mouth with mine, sticking my tongue in her mouth as far as it would go. She's just as desperate for me because she kisses me back, with as much fervor as she can muster. Without breaking the kiss, she starts to unbutton my shirt. I let her.
As she's trying to get me shirtless, I reach down and put both of my palms on her ass cheeks, covering her little round butt completely. I try to pull her closer, but she resists as she's still trying to unbutton my shirt. Impatient to feel our naked bodies against each other, I reluctantly break the kiss and help unbutton my shirt. I throw in the floor and my tee shirt soon follows. We both stand up and Ana reaches for my pants, and before I know it, they're in a heap on the floor too, and I'm standing naked before her. She's looking into my eyes, but she starts to look down, from my torso all the way down to the rest of my body. She looks back at me in shock after seeing my naked dick for the first time. I see a smirk on her face.
"No wonder you're such a conceited bastard. You better be able to work that thing," she says before giving my dick a gentle slap, causing me to moan.
"You'll be screaming my name in no time."
"I'd better be," she says as she continues her inspection. She takes a finger and runs it against the muscles of my abdomen.
'Mmmm," she says as she walks around my body. She stands behind me and runs that same finger from my back to my buttocks. She takes her little hand and squeezes my butt cheeks before she gives it a good slap. She packs a lot of power for a little thing.
"Somebody works out. I like it. I like it a lot."
I can't take it anymore. I take her and throw her on the bed, and cover her body with mine. My mouth attacks hers again, resuming our passionate kiss. She puts her hands in my hair and wraps one leg around me. I can't get close enough to her. The way she tastes and smells has me under a trance. I continue to kiss her lips before moving to her neck. She moves her head to the side, giving me better access. I can't help myself. I bite down on her neck and she lets out a little gasp.
I feel her hands all over my body. She's caressing the back of my neck, my back and my ass. I grind into her, making her feel how much I want her.
"You feel so good, Ana. I've wanted this since the moment I opened the door and found you standing there. You're the sexiest woman I've ever soon," I whisper against her neck.
She grabs my face and I turn my head to look at her. Her eyes lock with mine as she looks at me. I'm expecting her to make a smart ass comment, but she just looks at me with clear blue eyes as if she's searching for something. She has a look of vulnerability about her, something I've never seen in her before. She lifts her head up and puckers her lips. I take her mouth in mine again, as her hands resume roaming my body.
I go back to her neck and move down her body, taking a hard nipple in my mouth.
"Oh, yes," I hear her moan. I'm not gentle with her nipple. All these weeks of her denying me has awakened the beast in me and he can't be contained. I suck as hard as I can. I pull and bite her nipples and breasts as she writhes underneath me, moaning and stroking my hair.
Her hands continue to roam my body, but this time she reaches for my chest. I grab her hands and intertwine our fingers together instead. Touching my chest is still not something I'm comfortable with. That's why I've always limited myself to one nightstands where I've either handcuffed or tied the woman's hands. I didn't want them getting any ideas about touching me, but I know this little vixen won't stand for that for too long. She's going to want access to every part of me. She'll want to invade my body as much as she's invaded my soul.
"I want to touch you and then I want to ride your cock, after I suck it." Who knew my little minx would have such a dirty mouth.
"Oh, yeah. You think you can dictate what happens in here?" I whisper while still attacking one of her breasts. I try to stick the entire breast in my mouth, but it's too big, so I just bite the nipple instead.
"Ouch," she says and I bite the other one, harder.
"I want to touch it," she says as she tries to pull her hands from mine.
"Touch what?" I ask against her breast.
"That huge cock of yours to start with, followed by the rest of you."
If she touches my cock, I might just combust in this bed right now, and I don't know how I'll react with her touching my naked chest. Now I'm kicking myself for not leaving my tee shirt on at least.
"You've given me the run around for weeks. I'm running the show here, and I want to eat that little pussy of yours," I whisper as I kiss her navel and lower myself between her legs. She reaches for my hair again as I spread her legs apart, leaving her open before me. She has a puff of pubic hair. I don't remember the last time I saw hair on a woman's pussy. All of the women I've been with have been completely bare, and I've always thought I preferred it that way, but this is a sight to behold. I put my head between her legs and open her folds, smelling her desire and seeing he pink flesh.
I don't even need to touch her to know that she's wet. I can tell just by the glistening sheen on her folds. I have to touch her, so I rub my hand up and down her pussy, and she jolts. I stick two fingers inside of her and feel her moisture. She's wet, hot and ready for me. I take my fingers out and lick them, enjoying her tanginess.
"Please, Christian," she says as she pulls on my hair and writhes on the bed. I can't wait another minute. I have to taste her. I start to lick her clit, teasing it slowing with my tongue; flicking it. My own erection has gotten even bigger at the sounds of her moans. She's not exactly quiet, and her moans soon fill the room.
Her carnal sounds make my cock even harder and I stop the teasing and really start to eat her pussy, covering it completely with my mouth and sucking. I can count on one hand how many times I've done this to a woman. The act is too intimate, too personal, but I can't get enough of her taste; her smell. I bite her clit and when she arches her body off the bed, I stick my tongue inside of her, fucking her with my tongue.
"Oh, god. Oh, god. Don't stop." I pull my tongue out and suck on her clit and she comes in my mouth. Now that's a first. I've never allowed a woman to orgasm in my mouth before, but the only thing I'm thinking about is that I can't wait until I can taste her again.
I lay next to her and she leans in for a kiss. We kiss with abandon, our tongues invading each other. She tries to push me onto my back, but I resist.
"I want you in my mouth now," she says, licking her lips. What I wouldn't give for that, but I don't want to ask her to get on her knees the first time she does that, besides we are short on time. I see her tank top is still on the bed, so I grab it.
"I told you I'm running the show, Ms. Steele." Before she can ask any questions, I tie her hands to the headboard of her bed. She starts to pull on them, but I just smile at her.
"You're completely at my mercy."
"Not fair," she whimpers. I jump off the bed and retrieve the condom from my pants pocket and quickly put it on. I get back on the bed and spread her legs apart.
"I'm going to fuck you now. I've wanted you since that first night," I say as I align myself at her opening.
"Mmmm. Less talking, more fucking."
"You and that smart mouth," I say as I ram myself inside of her.
"Oh, shit!" She yells. "God, yes!" I need no further encouragement and start to fuck her hard. She's just as I imagined. She's hot, moist and ready for me. I thrust in and out as fast as I can, giving her deep, long measured strokes. I pull out completely and slam myself back in, each time feeling more explosive than the last. Her pussy gets wetter and wetter with each stroke.
As much as I want to come, I want to savor the moment. I slow down and capture her mouth again, kissing her tenderly, and biting gently on her bottom lip. I leave her mouth and kiss her neck, while slowly thrusting into her.
"Aaaah," She yells. "I'm going to come again."
"Let me hear you, baby. Let me feel you." I pick up the pace, thrusting into her as deep as I could possibly go. I feel her pussy contract, gripping my dick like a vice as she comes again.
"Christian!" She yells in the small bedroom.
I thrust one last time before releasing myself inside of her.
"Oh, baby," Is all I can manage to say as I roll off her body. We both lay there panting like we just ran a marathon. I pull off the condom and untie her hands, rubbing her wrists and kissing them.
We lay there facing each other, and I kiss her nose.
"You definitely know how to use that thing," she says as she gives my dick a tug, and I laugh.
"Come here," I say as I pull her into my chest and intertwine my hand with hers, as we also intertwine our legs.
"I wanted to taste you," she says with a pout. "And touch you."
I close my eyes for a minute imagining her touch. She's already touched me in a way no one else ever has.
I lay on my back and pull her on top of me. Her little body just fits me so perfectly. She lays there with her head in the crook of my neck and one hand in my hair, stroking my scalp. I take her other hand and lay it on my chest. All I feel is the warmth of her hand over my heart. She lifts her head up and looks at me, locking our eyes; trying to read me. I move her hand all over my chest, before removing my hand from atop hers, leaving her hand on my chest unassisted by me.
She never breaks eye contact with me as her hand slowly and cautiously explore my chest. I can hear my own heartbeat and I feel my pulse quicken. She takes her hand from my chest to my torso, and back again, touching my pecs along the way, never looking away from me. The travels to my naval and touches my dick, which is already semi erect again. She flicks her finger over the tip, causing me to moan.
She moves her hand back up to my chest and rests in there, and she puts her head back in the crook of my neck. I lay my hand on top of hers and pull her even closer, putting my other hand on one of her butt cheeks.
This is the closest that I've ever been with another human being, and I just breath her in and feel her soft skin against mine.
"I let you sample Ana's goodies and now you want to get all possessive and start putting labels on things? Really?" She says to me as I zip up her dress. We're in her tiny little bathroom getting ready for the charity event, which we are going to be late for. I abhor tardiness, as does mother, but I think she'll be pleasantly surprised when she sees that I really do have a date tonight.
I reach underneath her dress and slide my hand in her panties.
"These are Christian's goodies now," I say as I slide a finger inside of her, slip it out and lick it all while she watches in the mirror. I can already see the desire in her blue eyes.
"Mine." I repeat. "And I'm yours."
"What makes you think I want you to be mine?"
"Well the way you were moaning and screaming out my name was a big clue." I see her blush.
"In your dreams."
I stand behind her and put my arms around her waist, pulling her into my chest.
"Not a dream. Our reality now, Ms. Steele. We're a couple and that's that."
"But I can't stand you, remember?" She says cheekily. I turn her around and kiss her soundly, totally possessing her mouth with me.
"Fine, but as long as I'm the only man in your life that you can't stand, I can live with that. And your pussy likes me plenty. Let's go." I give her a slap on the ass and walk out of the bathroom. She comes out a few minutes later. Her hair is bone straight today and she's wearing some light make up, not that she needs it.
She put on her shoes and coat, and we walk out of her apartment hand in hand.
"I'll agree to us being a couple on one condition," she says.
"Negotiations are over. We're already a couple, but state your condition."
"Mother, you're a vision," I say as I kiss my mother's cheek. Grace Grey looks the epitome of class in her navy blue gown. We're about forty five minutes late, but people are still having cocktails before dinner is served.
"You remember Ana?" I say while still holding on to my girl's hand.
"Of course, honey. Good to see you again, Ana, and you look lovely. Everyone is already at the table." Mom gives Ana the look over and gives her a brief hug. We follow her and I see dad, Mia, Elliot and his date. As I approach the table, Elliot and his date see me and Ana and they both look down at our joined hands. She immediately starts choking on her water. Choke on it, bitch.
Dad comes around the table and greets Ana. I see Ana blush and fidget a bit. I think my little minx is nervous. Who would have thought that little fireball would ever get nervous.
"Dude," is all Elliot says wide eyed and confused.
"Mia, you're looking less ugly than usual," my standard greeting for her. She makes a face, which is her standard reply.
Now this is the part that's going to sting. I feel Ana squeeze my hand and I swallow before I can speak again. I clear my throat and take a sip of water.
"Katherine, you're looking lovely as well," I lie. "But none of you ladies hold a candle to my lady here," I say as kiss Ana's cheek and pull her chair out for her.
"It's Kate. I prefer Kate," she says with her voice full of venom. I roll my eyes. She just guaranteed that I will never call her Kate. Why can't she just accept this victory.
"Which is short for Katherine," I say back. I'll just ignore her ass for the rest of the night.
"Baby, would you like a drink?" I ask as the waiter approaches our table. Katherine starts to choke at the term of endearment that I just used on my girlfriend. I try not to roll my eyes. Where does Elliot find them?
"Just a white wine, please," she says sweetly.
Katherine is looking from me to Ana and looking daggers at me. What the hell did I ever do to this girl, but be a complete gentleman? I give her dirty looks back. I dare her to say anything derogatory to me in front of my mother. No one talks back about Grace Grey's children and live to tell about it. If Katherine has an iota of sense she would have picked up that. I think she does, because she says nothing.
"Cary, is that Mike Greene from your office? Let's go say hello," she says and my father follows like he always does.
As soon as my parents leave, Katherine turns her hateful glare back at me.
"Did he blackmail you into coming here tonight, Ana?" As if I would ever need to blackmail a woman.
"What? No! Why would you say something like that, Kate?" Ana says.
"Because you told me on multiple occasions how you thought he was an arrogant prick who thought the world revolved around him and now you show up here with him tonight? Holding hands? For days, you did nothing but talk about how you wanted to smack that look off his face. You called him every name in the book. He's a complete dick, Ana." The nerve of this woman. I've been nothing but nice to her from day one. But it's nice to know that I was on Ana's mind so much. The girl doth protested too much. I knew she wanted me!
"Listen, Kate," Ana begins, looking embarrassed by what Katherine just said. Her face is completely red now.
"Just who the hell are you calling a dick? Elliot, are you going to just sit there and let your girlfriend insult our brother?" What Kate doesn't realize is that Mia won't stand for anyone talking shit about her siblings either.
"He has been a total dick, Mia. You haven't always been around." So much for Elliot defending me. I take offense to that.
"No one blackmailed me into anything, Kate. Maybe I just changed my mind about him, did you ever consider that? He's not as big as an asshole as I originally thought." Well thanks, I think.
"Oh, really? Let me guess. Once he got you that four thousand dollar dress and those Jimmy Choos, you changed your mind? I didn't think you were that type." Now this bitch has lost her mind.
"What the hell are you implying? I'm not the one who's gotten handouts from daddy all my life. Have you ever worked for anything? I've worked for everything, including working through all four years of college so don't you ever accuse me of being the type of person who would use somebody." My girl has fire! Tell her, baby, before I do.
"And as for Christian, we're a couple now. If you want to continue to be my friend, you can cut the attitude." Damn right we're a couple.
"What about his fucking attitude? Have you forgotten how he's treated me? I've known you for years and you've known him for five minutes and you're already giving me ultimatums. I've always been there for you, and helped you through that clusterfuck with James and now I'm the bad guy? Can I talk to you alone for a minute, Ana? Please?" I can see now she's getting tears in her eyes. Elliot pulls her to him and whispers something in her ear and she nods. James? James? That name sounds familiar.
"Why? So you can talk shit about me?" I snap.
"I don't need to talk shit about you. Everybody knows what an asshole you are. You'll fuck it up soon enough with your arrogant and smug attitude. I'll throw a party when Ana wakes up and dumps your sorry ass," that fucking bitch has a nerve. I don't know why I wasted so much time being nice to her in the past.
"I told you to stop talking shit about my brother! Just what the fuck is your problem," Mia says to Katherine as she stands up, ready to defend me.
"I'll say whatever the fuck I want to say about your brother, princess. What are you going to do about it?" Katherine has now stood up and is giving Mia the death glare. I need to end this. Before I can tell Mia to sit down, Ana speaks.
"Enough, Kate! I thought you said you wanted to talk? Let's go fucking talk then!"
"Stay out of it, Mia. Our brother is not the innocent angel you and mom think he is," Elliot whisper yells at Mia.
"Can everybody please stop making a scene. Let's go talk, Kate, but the conversation ends the minute you say anything derogatory about him," Ana says. I stand up and pull her chair out for her. I give her a not so chaste kiss on the lips before she goes off with Kate towards the ladies' room.
"Can you cut the shit, Christian? I'm sick of you acting like a total fucking asshole towards my girlfriend, and then playing the victim. How would you feel if I start calling Ana Alice, or Amanda, or Alicia? Grow the fuck up, man." Elliot says to me. I'd beat his fucking ass if he treated my girlfriend like that.
"What the hell have I missed?" Mia asks.
"This fucking douchebag acts like he can't remember Kate's name."
"I just fucking called her Katherine tonight. You heard me, Mia."
"Yeah, he did and she gave him attitude. She better check that shit at the door." My sister always has my back and I give Elliot a smug look.
"I don't know what the fuck his problem is, Mia. I've been nothing but a gentleman to Katherine since the beginning. But do you see the way she treats me?"
"She's a total bitch to you and I don't know how you can't see that, Elliot. I see some people I know so I'm going to say hello. Ana is totally adorable by the way." With that she leaves the table.
"You keep that shit up, Christian and I'll be sure to let it drop that there are at least three women here that you slept with. Cut the shit or I'll knock that smug look off your ugly fucking face. Ana won't think you're so pretty after I fuck you up. Does Ana know how much of slut you are? I know her and I don't think she'd appreciate it. Remember what happened with that crazy bitch, Leila and the lie I had to tell to cover for your sorry ass? So you can continue to be mom's good little boy? I'll let that spill. Keep acting like a dick. Motherfucker." This is the problem when you confide in your brother. He stores up all that information and threatens you with it. Fucking asshole. I pray to god that he didn't tell his girlfriend about any of this, or I'm doomed.
"Reformed slut, thank you very much. You act like I'm the only one here with a past. Blow up my shit and I'll blow up yours, asshole."
"Reformed slut, my ass. The difference is, you dumb motherfucker, that everyone knows about my past. I don't pretend to be a perfect little angel so I can be mommy's favorite. Kate knows about my past and I know about hers. So go ahead, tell everyone. I dare you," and with that he leaves the table. Damn! Fuck!
For the first time tonight, I look around the room and see at least four women that I had one night stands with. Four that I remember at least. Shit! I better keep Ana close to me tonight.
The waiter comes back with our drinks, and I sip my scotch. I spot Ana and Katherine over by the bar talking. I can't hear what they're saying but they hug before they walk back to the table. I stand as they approach, showing off my good manners. I pull out Ana's chair first, followed by Katherine's. She doesn't even thank me, just continues to look daggers at me. And she doesn't even have the decency to apologize for the awful things she's said about me tonight.
"Thank you, Christian," Ana says. At least somebody has manners. I take her hand and kiss it.
"I missed you," I say to her, meaning it. She blushes.
"There's a silent auction. Let's go take a look," I say to my date once she finishes her drink. She agrees and I pull her chair out for her.
"Karina," I whisper so that only she can hear as I walk by her chair. He head whips around and she give me a dirty look. I flash her my best smile.
The rest of the night passes quickly. As luck would have it, there was a 5 day trip to Cabo up for auction and I bid on it, as well as some artwork. I wrote a fat check, had dinner, where Katherine put on a good act, but whenever no one was looking, she was giving me her glare, but she checked her attitude at the door once Grace Grey arrived at the table.
After dessert, there was dancing and I danced several times with my date, as well as Mia and mom. Ana even danced with dad and Elliot. Since mom was nearby, I asked Katherine to dance, but she refused, saying she was thirsty and going to get a drink. Mom smiled at me and commented on what a gentleman she raised, and how wonderful Ana is. I gave her my best smile and she gushed.
A/N – I think I can squeeze at least one more chapter after this one. Please let me know what you think. I thing CG is a total instigator. Thank you for reading and reviewing. Will Christian's slut like ways catch up to him?
