Chapter 4

Saturday 17 June 2017

Montesano WA

APOV

I look at my sexy husband up and down. It feels like I haven't seen him in months not hours.

"You're here." I gleam.

"Taylor and I got in earlier than expected. I couldn't wait to see you."

Christian gets off the bed and walks towards me.I close the door behind me and I jump into Christian's arms. I give him a heartfelt kiss, poring just how much I missed him today into it.

He turns with me still in his arms and throws me onto the bed. My blouse raises slightly and he crawls towards me stopping at my stomach to greet our child. "Hello Baby, daddy missed you and your mommy today. So cover your ears because I am going to make mommy make some loud noises, that aren't good for your little ears. " he places one last kiss and moves up to my face.

He passionately kisses me again and starts to work his way down my neck. I start to undo the button on my jeans. He grabs my hand stopping me, looking up at me. His eyes darkening with carnal lust "This is my job," he says, removing my hands. He pops the button on my jeans and slowing unzips the zipper, placing one last kiss on my stomach.

He takes the hem of my jeans and pulls them down my legs. He tosses them to the floor and leaves me in my thong. He smirks at the tiny scrap of lace material covering my sex.

I know exactly what that smirk means. I'm going to be losing another pair of panties.

The man really should buy stock in underwear. We might be the biggest consumer in women's undergarments.

And sure enough, his index finger hooks in the band of my thong and with a hard tug, they are nothing but scrap.

He buries his face into my sex as his tongue starts to work me over. I still don't know how this man can make me come with almost just a flick of his tongue.

He's sucking hard on my swollen clit and works to fingers in and out of me. My hand finds its way into his hair, and I tug on it, encouraging him to keep going.

I feel my orgasm hit me with full force as I scream out Christian's name.

As I come down from my high, I see Christian grinning like the cat that just ate the Canary.

"Well, Mrs. Grey now that you are taken care of,I say we move this to the bathroom, so I get you more dirty, before getting you clean."

Christian grabs me by the waist, throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me into the bathroom. He places me on the counter and proceeds to remove my blouse and bra, before turning on the water. As he waits for the water to warm up, he strips off his pants, and carries me into the shower. It's not as large at the one at home but we still fit.

Christian something's make the comment that we could fit into the smallest of space as long as we held onto each other. We once had sex in our small outdoor shower in the house on the sound just so Christian could prove we could.

My body is still wrapped around Christian, as the hot spray hits my back. As the water beats down on my back, I can feel some of the stress of the day melt away.

His mouth latches to my neck as he pushes me into the wall. The stream of the water now falling over both of us. I can feel as he grabs his dick, rubbing it over my wet folds, before slowly sinking into me.

Christian has a grip on my ass as he rocks me back and forth. His mouth latches onto my sensitive nipples and I can feel myself close to composting. With a slight tug with his teeth on my nipple, I lose it and my walls contract around him.

"Oh, baby. You came." Christian growls, "Give me one more. This time together…"

I'm holding onto Christian tightly around his neck, as he pounds into me, relentlessly. I'm still riding out my orgasm and I'm trying to keep my moans down, knowing that they echo off the walls.

This isn't our soundproofed bedroom/bathroom like at home.

Our lips connect together, as the cool title presses into my back and Christian keeps rocking in and out of me. I open my eyes so I can look at him. He must feel my eyes on him and he opens his, to look at me. I can see nothing but his love for me shining in his eyes. It sends tingles to my core and I can feel myself build again.

"Hold it, Ana. Not yet…" Christian grunts his eyes never leaving mine. Grabbing a tighter hold on my ass, he slams into me harder and harder. My nails dig into his back, as I try to hold myself up. "NOW!" he grumbles and I fall apart again and he follows shooting his hot load inside of me..

"You sure know how to greet a woman don't you, Mr. Grey?" I say after catching my breath.

"We aim to please, Mrs. Grey."

He smirks at me and slowly places me on to the ground. I have to keep my arms around him, to keep my balance. Christian takes the rag and starts cleaning my body off, knowing full well, I don't have the energy to do it.

Christian helps me out of the shower and wraps a towel around me. He then proceeds to grab my hair dryer and my hair brush. As he brushes and dries my hair for me, I relax into his touch, it makes me know that I am loved and cherished.

"How was the picnic?" His voice breaks me out of my quiet heaven.

I groan, "it was fine for the most part. I found out some people never change." I shrug my shoulders.

"So, that bad huh?"

"No, just one or two girls. I think I was able to make a couple amends too. Remember, how I told you about my friend, Alice." I see him nod in the mirror. "Well, we were able to bury the hatchet. So, at least one positive out of today."

"And these other two girls?"

"What can I say? I think they're still trying to find something to bully me about. It's like they never grew up past high school. But, I won't let them win." I state firmly.

I can't. I won't. I can't go back to what I was.

He hums, not saying anything while looking at me in the mirror. He kisses my hair and sits down the brush.

He runs his hands down my shoulders and lays little kisses on my naked back. "I have I ever told you how wonderful, strong and special you are?" he tells me, leaving goosebumps on my skin, as he trails light kisses everywhere my skin is exposed.

"Everyday, Mr. Grey." I grin, turning to kiss him.

He makes it so easy to believe. What he thinks is surely all that matters.

With one last kiss on my lips, he leaves the bathroom to get ready. Knowing full well, if he stayed any longer, we would never make it to the dinner.

I stare in the mirror and smile. I love who I've become. I love my life. However, there's still this nagging feeling in the back of head. The little mousy seventeen year old, that feels inadequate.

I shake it off and I start my makeup. I apply a little smokey eye makeup and my new favorite lipstick; Benefit beyond Sexy lipstick & liner in one in Lusty Rose.

Slipping on my robe, I notice Christian missing and move into the kids bedroom, figuring that's where he ran off to. When I enter the room, my heart swells at the site of Christian laying on the bed with Teddy resting his head on his lap and Phoebe hugging him across the chest. He is shirtless, and in only his suit pants.

He's come a long way since the man that couldn't bare to be touched on his chest. Or the man that never thought he could be a father. I'm not the only one that has done some growing in the last seven years.

He gives me his panty dropping smile and I move Teddy's feet to lay next to him. I give Phoebe a kiss on the forehead and Christian a peck on the lips.

This is all I need.

Christian glances at his watch, "We need to finish getting ready." he says nudging me.

I sigh as Christian and I get off the bed and leave the kids to whatever they were watching. Going back to our bedroom, I open the 2nd garment bag to show a beautiful Navy Monique Lhuillier Strapless Sequined Mermaid Gown, with nude Alexander McQueen Heart Knuckle Short Box Clutch Bag, and matching Christian Louboutin Uptown d'Orsay pumps.

I sit to do up my shoe, but before I could get it on my foot,Christian grabs my heel and starts to buckle them; his hands gliding up my calf a little more than necessary. It's then I notice that his suit is the same color as my dress. He's wearing a Dolce and Gabbana three piece suit coupled with a white shirt and my favorite tie. Even after seven years he still kept the tie, he doesn't wear it as much now but it still makes my knees weak.

I stand up and can't help but think that we look hot. Christian puts his hands on my belly, the slight bump can just be noticed under the dress. I know that's why he choose it and I can't help but smile. He loves showing my belly off when I'm pregnant. I think we will be turning some heads tonight.

I see him text Taylor that we are ready to go and all three of our CPOs come into the room. Reynolds was actually working as his sisters Manny, before he was recruited by Taylor to come work for us. After he left the Marines, he had a lot of trouble finding a job so he was helping his family with any type of job they needed him to do. So it helped when we have these short trips, he often stays with the kids. The kids adore Manny Reynolds. He plays dress up with Phoebe or dragons and pirates with Teddy. There has been more than once when we have gotten home and the three of them asleep on the large lounge in the cinema room.

He's kind of like a transformer. Rough and tough CPO in the mornings. Soft and cuddly manny in the evenings

We kiss the kids goodbye and after was seems like a hundred kisses and hugs, we're off.

Christian drives my new Audi to the venue and he hasn't let go of hand the whole trip. I am nervous of what the vultures will do to Christian.

I should be used to it.

I can just see Lucy rubbing her fake boobs all over Christian or Madison telling him how much of a loser I was in high school. I inwardly roll my eyes at the thought.

"I wish I brought the R8," Christian says. I can't help but think that the R8 would have made a better entrance than this one, even though I love my Q7.

The formal event is being held at the same place as the Prom,which seems a bit cliche. However, considering I didn't make it to Prom it doesn't really matter in the long end.

Plus, I have my dream date on my arm this time.

We park the car and indicated to Taylor and Sawyer to keep a low profile. However, knowing Jensen, I don't think Sawyer will stay inconspicuous for very long.

As we walk in, I feel Christian's hand move from my back to my waist. He pulls me closer and I see that all eyes are on us.

Jensen comes towards me and pulls me into a bear hug and spins me around. I can't help the giggle that escapes my lips. I hear Christian growl behind me, as Jensen puts me down and puts my hand up for a twill.

He drops my hand and turns his attention to Christian. He then looks Christian and down and now it's my turn to growl.I shoot daggers at Jensen, but I don't think he notices. Not that he would really care, and I release a little chuckle, wondering what I'm getting so jealous about.

All the years with Christian are rubbing off on me.

"Where have you to been all my life? Girl, those Louboutin are amazing and that hand bag. You look fabulous. I can feel the envy radiating off all the bitchy heifers from earlier." He turns to Christian, "And you are one tall drink of water. I will say you wear Dolce better than anyone I have ever seen,"

I look up at Christian and he looks shocked, and maybe even a little amused.

"Jensen Young, I'd like you to meet my husband,Christian Grey,"

They shake hands and then Christian's automatically go back to my waist. I can see Christian getting uncomfortable under Jensen eyeing him like a piece of meat.

Secretly, I think he eats it all up.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Young," he replies.

"Oh please, Christian call me Jensen, such a pleasure to meet you," Jensen smiles and I see his eye catch something or someone behind us. I glance back and see Sawyer.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to go start some future, life long plans." He winks at me. "We'll chat later, lovies." and with that he's off.

"Well, he was- interesting." Christian muses.

"Yes, but he was one of the good ones back in the day."

"Shall we." He pulls me closer and kisses my temple.

We continue to walk into the hall and I notice a lot more people were here tonight then at the picnic. Today must have been a lot of people with kids. I notice Alice and Dean talking to a few people, Lucy with her sugar daddy standing wand Billy Stuart. She was making large gestures and rubbing her breasts again, as a way to faunt them more. Dean and Billy can't help but to direct their eyes to the oversized homing beacons. They're completely ignoring the looks Lucy's husband was giving them.

I also spot Madison, who I am disappointed to see coming straight towards me.

What does this bitch want now? Just leave me alone.

"Oh Ana, you came, I'm just surprised you found a sitter in time," she says to me, but her eyes roam up and down my husband.

"Hi Maddy" I bite out to grab her attention, and she looks up at me with a disgusted look on her face. "We actually brought the Manny with us, so it's all good, you know, planned ahead."

"Manny, huh? Getting something on the side are we? " she raises her eyebrows suggestively at me.

I roll my eyes and touch Christian on the arm because I know he wants to say something. I just don't want to cause a scene. "Christian Grey, how nice to meet you, Ana has told me so much about you, my name is Madison Stuart,"

This time Christian raises an eyebrow at her audacity. "Hello Mrs. Stuart, Ana has also told me all about you," he replies.

"Oh please call me Madison" She bats her eyes and put her palm up to him.

What do you want him to do, kiss it?

"Christian I'm sure we are going to be great friends" she says her voice, sickly sweet. I feel Christian tense up next to me. I'm sure thinking he much rather have Jensen attention, then the she-witch here.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Stevens, but that wouldn't be appropriate," he replies, I'm sure messing her name up on purpose, before guiding me away from her in the direction of the bar.

"She's something…"Christian muses.

"You have no idea." I mutter.

As we order our drinks, a diet coke for me, and a rum and coke for Christian. We stand at the bar and look around again at the crowd of people.

Were there really this many people in my graduating class. I'm looking around to see if there is anyone else I might know that I don't want to throw over a bridge. So, far… nada.

That's when Alice and Dean approach us and Alice gives me a wave. She notices Christian and blushes. "Hi Ana," she says shyly

Christian sure has that effect on women.

"Christian, this is Alice the friend I was telling you about, and this is her husband, Dean."

He shakes both their hands and we head to a table to sit down.

Once seated a few more of Alice's friends come and sit down with us. There is now a full table of people.I can only imagine that is it Christian present that has pulled all theses people into our tables orbit.

Because I highly doubt it's me they wanted to see.

"So Christian, Ana was saying you were coming from Portland, how was the traffic? It can be hell some afternoons," asks Dean, the small talk easing the tension from the table.

"I wouldn't know I came down in my new helicopter. It was my first time flyinf her, Ana brought me Papa Tango as an early Father's Day present." he beams. It was great to see his younger side come out whenever he spoke about his passions.

"Misses, sure likes to spend your money, hey Grey?" Says one of the guys sitting next to Alice. I think his wife was in my class.

"Hardly. My wife holds her own. I think she made a profit of about 56 million last quarter, right, baby?" Christian beams at me, I blush under his gaze and nod my head.

"And what is it that you do Ana?" Madison interprets. I didn't even know she was listening or when she even came over.

"I'm head editor and CEO of Grey Publishing. I've looked after it for about 7 years," I reply.

"Well, I suppose; most likely to become a librarian was an acute description for you. Even ten years ago."

Christian smirked, "Oh, we've had some fun with that assumption, haven't we beautiful?" he says suggestively, pushing my hair behind my ear, and I can feel my cheeks heat up under his intense star.

I know Christian is doing it on purpose to make Madison jealous. But I now can't help think of Christian the other night, taking me on the desk in our library, spanking me with a ruler for not doing a good job with putting the books in alphabetical order. I squeeze my legs together at the delicious thought.

A little while later, I excuse myself to the bathroom. Christian is lost in a conversation with another gentleman about the positives of solar energy in our everyday lives. Alice comes with me and we continue to chat. After we finish we go to open the door and realize it won't open. Like there's something heavy against it, keeping it closed.. Someone has locked us in the bathroom.

Alice and I bang on the door, but in music outside must be too loud. I start to get angry, who would lock us in a bathroom? It's like being in high school all over again. How could I think this time around could be different. I am so stupid. Why did I think I could come back here changed and get a little respect. Why did I think being Christian would protect me? Why did I even come back?

Tears of frustration run down my cheeks, or maybe it's the pregnancy hormones. Whatever it is, I feel so overwhelmed. Alice tries to comfort me, but all I want is Christian. All I want to leave Montesano and never come back. Go back to where I'm happy and accepted for who I am.