Thanks for all your reviews and we reached 30!. Keep them coming as I like to know what you guys think. As promised here is the next chapter early. Enjoy!

Thanks for being my beta.

I know the books are more descriptive and since we have to have a general rating I'm giving you the instruments used and hope your imaginations fill in the blanks.

Chapter 6

I hear Christian moving around and opening draws. I wonder what he has planned. His feet come into my line of vision.

"So you are ready to play, Anastasia? You are beautiful waiting for me. Why are we here, Anastasia? Answer me."

"Because I want to be here. I need to be here."

"Look at me."

I raise my head and look into his smouldering grey eyes. His look is questioning and judging trying to seek out if I'm telling the truth. I stand by my words and he seems to believe them.

"If this becomes too much, you will safe word. Answer me?"

My voice is breathy, "Yes sir, I will safe word."

"Good girl. Now stand."

He leads me to the restraints hanging in the middle of the room. He handcuffs me, and I'm already a quivering mess.

"I think you've seen too much."

He blindfolds me, heightening my senses.

He takes me to new heights and by the end we're on the bed making love.

Time stands still in the playroom and I have no idea what time it is but he sure knows how to use the flogger, restraints and the big red bed. As we lay in our post coital bliss I feel relaxed and sated.

This is what we have been missing. Christian looks more relaxed with himself. He needs that release and control.

The next few weeks fly by and we get back into some sort of normalcy. Christian seems to be back to his normal self, pre-blip. I'm finally allowed to drive my R8 to work.

We haven't mentioned anything about blip and the fact I would have been three months pregnant with a definite little bulge. I grab a small pillow, head into the bathroom and stuff it up my shirt just to see what I might have looked like by now.

Just as I'm checking out the little bulge I've created, Christian walks into our bathroom. Crap, caught in the act. I glance at fifty and I can't read his reaction. He slowly backs out and shuts the door. Oh no, he's angry at me. Things were going so well between us and then I had to do this. I throw the pillow back on the bed as I rush out to find Christian.

I look in his office but he's not there. Just as I'm about to head to Taylor's office, I see Mrs Jones.

"Christian, with Taylor?"

"Sorry, no. He just left."

"Oh, okay. Thanks."

The only other time he has left was when I told him I was pregnant. Jeez I'm so stupid. I race back into our bedroom and grab my blackberry. He always said I communicate better this way.

From: Anastasia Grey
Subject: Please Don't Be Mad.
Date: 30 October 2011 18:10
To: Christian Grey

I'm sorry for what you walked in on. It would have been three months now and I was just curious. I didn't mean for you to see that. I miss our little blip and I understand that you are not ready. When do you think you may be?

I know that I don't want to wait two or three years. We haven't spoken of this since the incident. I really think we need to.

I hope your palm isn't twitchy. Please, come home.

Your loving wife
Ana x

It's been half an hour and still no message from Christian. I pace around our place wondering where he could be. I hope not with that troll bitch. Should I send another message? I don't want to nag him.

An hour has past and I check my blackberry. Finally an email from Christian.

From: Christian Grey
Subject: What Can I Say
Date: 30 October 2011 19:19
To: Anastasia Grey

Two palm twitching mad, Mrs Grey.

Will be home shortly

Christian Grey
Infuriated CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.

Oh my fifty shades! This is not going to be good.