Disclaimer: All characters belong to E.L. James
Just Us Guys
"Ana why do you two phones?"
"It's my work phone Christian" she shrugs off agitated
I take a deep breath running my fingers through my hair. This would be a good time to talk about Luke Sawyer her CPO and the fact that he was the one driving Jack Hyde's car. I just don't know how to go about it without telling her too much information and about the back ground checks and that now I'm involved as ever seeing this through with the Steele's and this club Esclava. I would just play it out and see how it goes from here.
"Ana how much do you know about Sawyer, your CPO?
"How did this turn around to Sawyer?" she answers annoyed
"He was seen driving Jack Hyde's car that night he was following me. Jack Hyde is a sexual predator and your boss." I see her eyes widen in shock but then quickly turns into anger
"How the fuck you know about that Christian" Are you following Sawyer are you investigating me? You want me to trust you yet you can't give it back?" She retorts pissed off
"Don't turn this around on me Ana, I want to keep you safe, I don't want you involved in whatever Sawyer's plan is or what he is doing" I yell a little offended
"This is bullshit, I should go" Ana turns around ready to march to the bedroom
"Ana, talk to me baby please "I plead grabbing her hand "are you being threatened, are you in any danger?"
"Sawyer found out about Jack's proclivities and he didn't want to sit back and wait for the cops to finally do something about it. So he took Jack's car and call the station that's all I know" she confesses
"Ana Jack had those boys in a house in Portland. I need to talk to Sawyer, I don't want you involve in this" I reveal
"What do you know about Portland" she asks bewildered
"My sister was abducted when she was younger. There was a gum wrapper in one of the rooms and that was her favorite gum"
"I have to go Christian. I don't think I can do this with someone who doesn't trust me"
"What are you saying Ana?" I ask perplexed, she doesn't answer me, nor look at me "A minute ago you said I was your man, what now you just had a change of heart? You want to act like this was nothing, like what we just did was nothing?" Ana still remains mute, not making eye contact "Good to know you can just walk away from this, from me, now I know now your true feelings" I state sadly and hurt and drop her hand letting her go
"I'm no good for you Christian", she profess exhaling, wrapper her arms in front of her "I knew that, yet I was selfish and I wanted you, but I come with a lot of baggage. I have a lot of skeletons in my closet. You're a good man. What I feel, oh my god what I feel for you is only in fairy tales but I should let you go it's the right thing to do"
I'm pissed and fucking hurt, I swallow back hard the lump that has formed in my throat "If that's what you want Ana. Fine who am I stop you?" Throwing her the exact same question that she just answered an hour ago, "I won't chase you nor would I beg you"
"I guess that's a good thing. I will just go and get my stuff. I'm sorry Christian for being selfish" she says sorrowful. I have no words, I just stare at her dumbfound as she turns and walks away towards the bedroom.
What the fuck was that about? We just had amazing sex twice. I just took her virginity for fucks sake. And she's just going to walk away from me just like that. A real big fuck you to my face. Everything she admitted to me about her feelings she's just.. No, she can't just let this go. No she can't just let me go. I have a fucking say in this don't I? I refuse to let her walk away without a real valid point. With determination and anger I head to the bedroom as well "Ana we need to... but what I see when I enter the bedroom breaks my heart. Ana sitting on the bed crying staring at the blood stain that's on the sheets evidence of us. "Baby...
"I don't want to lose you Christian but I can't keep you. I'm fucked up"
"Baby we all have our secrets. We will work through them. This is new to you as it is to me, we just have to take it day by day and learn about each other and learn to trust one another"
She crashes her lips to me. "Fuck me Christian"
"Ana we should talk" I mutter losing all thoughts of concentration when she start sucking and kissing my neck "baby" I moan
"Christian fuck me" she whispers in my ear then bites down on it while rubbing my now hard dick with her hand. "Fuck me please"
I grab her face in my hands putting our words into that kiss. I lift her T-shirt off and palm my hand on her pussy fuck she's wet already. So fucking responsive. I play with her clit and she gravitates her hips on my fingers
"Baby, lay on the bed on all fours. Ana does as shes's told. Fuck what a lovely picture that is her ass and her glistening pussy up in the air, her pink nipples swaying beautifully. Slapping her pussy, I ask demandingly with need in my voice "You want me to fuck you" Ana moans and I slap her pussy again "Is that what you want?" I ask her my fingers now pumping in and out of her slits "No I want your hard dick" Ana retorts I slide my cock through her folds coating it with her wetness. "Christian, Pleeee" she begs but I don't let her finish ramming my dick in her pussy holding onto her hips. "this is going to be hard and fast, hold on baby" Ana grips the sheets and meets me thrust for thrust, entranced and fascinated I watch my cock disappear and appear from her pussy slick with her desire. I loosen my hold of my hands and let her take reign smacking her ass "Go ahead baby, fuck me" and she does backing that sweet ass. For someone who just lost her virginity she's very sexpertise. I feel Ana grab my balls from underneath and grazes them with her fingernails "Fuuuuck yes" I groan grabbing Ana's hips once more bucking and pumping hard erupting my cum inside of her. Fuck that was good. So tight and warm and mines. I watch with lust and possession my remains drip out of her delectable folds. This won't do she I think to myself my beauty needs to cum. I slap her pussy once more and insert two fingers, pumping them in and out and play with her clit with my thumb, bending over I lick her ass that's been calling out to me "Oooooo yes, yes Christian" Ana mewls her knuckles turning white from her hold on the sheets and I feel her getting close "Cum baby, soak my hand with your exquisite juice" I murmur whirling my tongue around her bud and she does bathing my hand and whining her hips on my fingers. After Ana comes down from her high she just slumps down on the bed. I then go to the bathroom to clean my cock and fetch a towel to clean my beauty up who looks ready to slip into sleep. I lay down next to her pulling her into me wrapping my arms around her, and let go myself. Our conversation from earlier forgotten for tonight, but definitely not over
The next morning I wake up startled feeling my bed cold next to me. I'm alone but see a note a note written by Ana reading:
Christian,
Thank you for everything as always, I got a text early this morning informing me that I need to go on a trip. Hopefully I could see you tonight or tomorrow. Be safe.
She left without saying goodbye I frown to myself. I call her phone, but it goes straight to voicemail, she must be aboard the plane, I think, cause I don't even know where she was going. I text her instead writing that she should have woke me up and she text me back that if she did that then she would have been late and letting me the plane doors are closing now. Its true, I can't keep my hands off her, but she can't either if yesterday night was any indication of how she feels, but still I would have just kissed her goodbye and maybe a quick shower my hands roaming her body and those perky breasts of hers. Yeah, she would've been late. Wishing her a safe flight and ignoring my hard on due to my mind on Ana, I drop my phone on the nightstand and go to the linen closet so I could change the sheets, inhaling her scent of the pillow of course. After that's done I take a shower, dress up in jeans and a burgundy Henley and go to the kitchen to make something to eat, opting for a fruit salad and a cheese and spinach omelet.
"Hey little bro" Elliot greets coming from the foyer into the kitchen
"El you said tonight, I shouldn't have to look at your ugly mug so early especially while eating breakfast"
"Christian that's actually really kind of you of course I will take some breakfast" Elliot says sitting down on the stool. I get up and make him a cup of coffee and a place a small bowl of fruit salad in front of him and start to prepare him an omelet. Taylor comes in after a few minutes looking sad murmuring that Gail left to her sister's and that he would gladly appreciate it that I could make him breakfast as well and to hold the spinach. When the fuck did I become their personal chef?
"Where's Ana?" Elliot asks looking around like she's going to sneak up any time
"Had to leave for a last minute trip, how did you know Ana was here?" I ask puzzled while flipping his omelet on the pan. I'm a pro at this I think to myself while I stand back to admire my perfect envelope looking egg
"T texted me to say you were getting laid"
"Why the fuck did you text him?" I scold Taylor turning around to face him
"He was worried about you last night, so I simply told him you were in the throes of your loins" Taylor admits defensively
"You couldn't have said I went to sleep, and how the fuck you know I was loining? I chastise confused Did he hear us, we were pretty loud Placing Elliot's plate on the kitchen island I start to beat Taylor's egg hard with a scowl on my face. I should break his omelet
"Its all good baby bro. Shit I was thinking about changing your nickname to blue cocks but now you're back to cocks. How's it going between you two anyway?"
"It's going good" I answer Elliot smiling "We have only known each other for maybe a week but its good. I really like her"
"I know motherfucker you sparkle, but that could be the back up sperm you recently ejaculated out of your system" he smirks
After breakfast and some more bullshitting we vowed not to text the girls tonight it was going to be just us guys. Grabbing some beers from the fridge I enter the entertainment room where Taylor and Elliot are sitting and eating some grub. I take a seat and pull out my cell from my pockets just to see if Ana texted or called me and see that she texted me saying she made it safe. I'm about to answer her back when Elliot takes the cell out my hand "Just us guys tonight" Fucker I wanted to ask her where she went I pout inwardly.
"I miss her" I confess a bit guilty "We got into a small disagreement last night. I had to tell her about Luke and him driving Jack Hyde's car. She was upset that I went behind her back since she doesn't know exactly what I'm doing. Maybe I should explain it to her Eloise disappearance that way she understands a bit more. She practically accused me of not trusting her"
"Well do you trust her?" Elliot asks wary
"I mean I only know her for a week, so..."
"Christian when you tell her you promise to keep her safe, you're basically saying for her to trust you"
"That's not the same El"
" Yes it is, do you love her?" he quizzes
"Are you listening to anything I'm saying? I only known her for a week I can't love her"
"I fell in love with Leila after two weeks. I knew she was it" he says indefinitely. I lean in closer to Elliot like if I'm about to tell him a secret "How did you know you loved her?"
"After I let her lick my ass, I just knew" Elliot says this with all seriousness and a shrug of his shoulders. I stay quiet ready to hear the punchline but all I hear are crickets and Taylor's chewing, so Elliot continues "I have fucked all different types of girls in different types of ways, but when I met that woman fuck C there was nothing and I mean nothing I didn't do to her or her to me. He discloses exhilarated "When Leila licked my crack..."
" Elliot I don't want to hear the rest of that" I wave him off
"You asked when I fell in love with Leila. There's nothing wrong with that Christian, it doesn't make you less of a man, yo T" Elliot hollers to Taylor over his loud chewing "T, Gail ever ate your ass?"
"I'm a sexual driven man, and there's nothing I wouldn't try with my lady"
"Yes or no T?" eEliot asks Taylor expectantly
"Motherfucker hell yeah I let her lick my ass, thumbed my ass, I even let her..."
"Wow, T too much info dude" I retort repulsed by his unsubtle confession
"What I'm saying is if you're comfortable with one another and love each other then fuck it" Taylor comesback composed "Gail had asked me intrigued by it and I gave my lady what she asked for. I'm not leaving her curious to want or dream about doing it to another man. I also don't think it makes me less of a man, I think it makes me more of a man, a good man, willing to give my lady what she wants
"Thanks T" I reply sarcastically for his definition of man
"So you're going to let Ana lick your ass?" Taylor asks curious and I flip him off
"That too" and we all laugh
After that I told Taylor to fetch the boxes and bags he stored up from Portland and me and Elliot head upstairs to my office. Sitting on the floor taking out what I collected from the rooms. Taylor comes in with the boxes and bags and hands me the folder with the background checks he had in his briefcase from Welch's.
Ana's address is from Portland, and Luke and Ethan's are as well. I am finding that a bit strange, Luke is a different address, but Ana's and Ethan's are the same. They must have lived together. "Kate was from Portland as well" Taylor speaks up obvious to my thoughts. "That's on Ana's background as well" he points out
"Why isn't it on Kate's?
"Maybe she was living there without being on the lease since she travels a lot" he answers skeptically "Yeah maybe but I have to ask her this" I mutter
"You sure that's a good thing after your disagreement you said you had last night?" Elliot asks
"I have to get to know her, some way, and she's not being upfront about all this. Clearly somethings going on?"
"You know C, from my personal experience, let her be the one to tell you. Let her trust you enough with her most intimate secrets and with her past. If not dude you're just going to push her away" Elliot advices. I let what Elliot just finish telling me soak in. Maybe I don't know how to go about it yet, but I can't not know. I know Elliot is concerned but i just can't seat back.
"We all know how you get when you fishing for answers, you're worst than the Kavanaghs" Elliot offers laughing
"Fuck you. Honestly T you grabbed a condom from the floor? I asked Taylor turning to face him
"No from the couch. We can probably get DNA from that"
"What good is that. Its just going to tell us it belongs to Ray Steele or to some unfortunate soul"
"Dude your holding another mans milk in your hand" Elliot loathes
We find nothing useful in the boxes, or the bags. Receipts from different stores looks like they didn't shop in one place, gas, food, clothes nothing purchased with a credit card. No fucking bills that enough is suspicious. No light, electricity, water, or mortgage bill. Clearly they are hiding something leaving nothing of importance behind.
"Wait you said you found ballerina slippers, can't we get DNA from that? Elliot ask turning to Taylor looking hopeful
"No" I answer "they were decorating ones, not the real things."
"What about the wrapper?"
"Only if it had saliva but maybe we could find a fingerprint or a partial and see who it belongs to, or who touched it and not get ahead of ourselves, but my gut tells me it's Eloise" At least that's what I want to believe
"We could try... It wouldn't hurt right?" Elliot says turning back to me with the somber look I'm wearing. "Alright let's take a break my ass hurts from sitting on this floor and I'm not getting hemorroides because of you douches. Let's drink some more beers, play a game or whatever and then come back and look over these reports. Hey you still want this Ethan character?" Elliot questions standing up from the floor
"Why?" I ask getting up as well
"Maybe I can convince Kate" he answers rather cocky
"How the fuck you're going to do that"
"With Gods gift of course," He replies gesturing to his dick. "First I have to talk to Leila and see if she's okay with it or we could make a night of it when she comes back"
"And how about if Leila suggest Ethan himself for this trio, they were pretty close she had stated" I state fucking with him
"Have you not learned anything yet little bro, once you go Elliot you don't ever go back" he winks
We played two games of pool, a game of poker and Taylor wins both pool games and the poker game, but he plays those games online so its cheating if you ask me. Convincing me that the fucker has too much time on his hands. After the game room we go back to the entertainment room to watch the game and I have to say I'm really enjoying myself tonight and we are about to enjoy it a bit more, now that Taylor finished rolling a joint. He lights it up takes two pulls and passes it to Elliot who does the same passing it to me after. We are feeling light and free, laughing at the commercial breaks and at Taylor's farting and story telling from when I had him tasered.
"Elliot, how come you haven't married Leila yet?" I sit back on the couch relaxed and as high as a kite
"She doesn't want to, my heart can only take so many rejections" he confess somber" I bought the ring, but she doesn't want to get married, she doesn't want to change anything. I'm hers and she's mine just without the court papers and last name changing"
"What about security if something was to ever happen to you?"
"Well Ava and Eric are covered, I have something set up on the side for just Leila, she doesn't know about it yet though. I think that's also something else that bothers her, she doesn't want me or anyone else to think she's in it for money, I guess with her past all"
"A blind fool could see the torch Leila carries for you" Elliot shrugs and Taylor jumps right in "Gail does not want to marry either. She's scared, because she's not only marrying me, she's getting Sophie as well. She thinks if we marry and something happens between us, that she might lose Sophie as well. They have a close bond, so I don't know. Plus how can she think something's going to happen between us "he cries close to tears "I waited for her over a year and I gave her my ass C". He bawls out "I can't lose my Gail" now he's crying no more herbs for him
"T lighten the fuck up and stop talking about your rectum" I console him the best I could
"Alright you pussy's lighten the fuck up" Elliot scolds us
"I want to talk to Ana" I whine stomping my foot
"No we're man" Elliot demands
After we finished talking with our girls Elliot takes out a bottle of tequila's. I found out Ana went to New York for a business trip and most likely be back tomorrow morning. I invited her to my parents slurring my words a bit but she didn't ask if I was drinking, maybe because I had told her we just having a guys night, she kinda figured. Plus it was a little hard to hear over Taylor's crying to Gail about missing and loving her, and they should talk about the whole marriage thing again. It's not that I was nosy, Taylor was really loud and explicit with his words. Elliot went to the bathroom to talk to Leila, at least I think that's what he is doing.
"So er strip club?" Elliot asks coming from the bathroom
"No Elliot" I wave him off adamantly
"Why the fuck not your precious Ana's not here bro, she won't know"
"I'm not going to start a relationship with secrets"
"That's right secrets break ya" Taylor chirps in with a mouthful Is he eating again? Where's he getting all these munchies?
"Fuck that. I want to see some titties and ass" Elliot says with a frown
"Call Leila to send you a picture ass swipe and stare at her titties and ass"
"Call Ana to send you a picture and let me rate her"... Mother" Elliot pains doubling over when I punch him in his nuts. i laugh and then we just sit in silence thinking about what comes next. If they decide to sleep I could call Ana again for some phone sex, my dick is agreeing with me but Elliot's clapping stops my thoughts
"Alright boys" Elliot stands clapping his hand thrilled "What are we going to do now? We done played pool, watched the game, smoked some herb, played poker, gossip like schoolgirls. What now, strip club?" wiggling his eye brows and smirking
Taylor stands up as well giddy like a pig in shit with a gleam look in his eyes "I got something better, I will be right back" he thrills leaving, practically skippy
"I hope he doesn't bring out his Darth Vader costume out or his light sabers" I huff non chalent leaning right back on the couch
"T has light sabers?" Elliot asks his eyes wide with excitement
"You really want to play Elliot?" I ask wearing the same expression he had, my cool exterior diminishing. Here, I thought this night couldn't get any better. "I will get my Superman costume " I state walking with purpose to get my disguise but Elliot grabs my arm stopping me in my quest
"Dude who am I going to be?" Elliot frowns sadly
"Who ever you want to be Elliot, the night is young. We are young" I grin
"Ain't that a song?"
"I think it's a poem" I quote scratching my head with the beers and the joint, and the tequila I have in me I don't even remember my own name. I'm surprise I'm still standing. I should eat something though, that's rule number one in drinking and smoking
"Bond" Elliot quirks leaving me even more confused Bond wrote that poem? "Elliot Bond" he states seriously with one eyebrow quirked and my eyes widen with fascination I have the slightest idea why.
"So I have to tighten the knot around the needle? I ask Taylor for the fiftieth time
"Yes" he replies annoyed "hold the needle with the slip not in your right hand, then drape the working yarn, the yarn attached to your yarn ball, behind your left hand and over your palm
We are all in the living room I with my superman costume, Elliot has on one of Taylor's two piece suits and a linen shirt since he couldn't fit into one of mines since he's more built than I am. Taylor's idea was not the costumes it was actually knitting. Something about more guys should get involved and get in touch with their feminine side but once he saw me dressed as Superman he was ecstatic and changed into his Darth Vader costume without the mask. So now we are three grown men dressed in costumes sitting on the living room floor knitting.
"Here" Elliot laughs handing me what might look like a sock. "For your lonely cocks days"
"No point in that I have Ana now, plus this has holes" I response smugly
"So be creative. Give her a little dance or something wearing just that" he cracks up
"Its not my color" I dismiss waving him off
"How about this one" Taylor hands me one that actually looks like a sock. He's really good at this shit. How much practice has he had? "I think blue goes beautiful with your complextion" he compliments raising the colored kinitted sock to my face
"Well, I made you guys something as well... here" I pass them what's suppose to be a very thin scarf. "G string for the both of you's keep it flossing" I laugh out loud
"T can you bring your light sabers out? Elliot demands whining like a petulant child, but my eyes are filled with amusement. Taylor goes to fetch his light sabers mumbling out the door about he didn't get to show us how to make the pot holders. When he comes back we light up like kids at a fourth of July festival and play till morning breaks night in our fucking costumes drunk and stoned.
"Christian", I hear a sultry whisper and feel my bed slightly lower "Christian get up"
"Nooooo" I whine turning around "get ride of the light baby the light" I mutter drastically when the sunbeams on my face sliding out the pillow from underneath my head and plopping it on my face
"Christian are you drunk?" Ana asks enertained
"No baby, I'm not drunk today, today I'm hungover" I mumble
"The penthouse smells like weed did you smoke?" she accuses now, even though she's right
"I missed you" I answer her with a pout ignoring her question and tone removing the pillow out my face now "when did you get in?"
"This afternoon" she leans down and kisses me on my lips "I have been calling you and leaving you messages, you had me worried"
"Afternoon?" I question a bit surprised and my hands automatically finding their way around her waist pulling her closer.
"Yup, I brought you some water, now where are your painkillers" Ana asks getting up from the bed. I point to the bathroom gesturing that the pills are in there but in the medicine cabinet above the mirrors. Ana comes back and hands me two painkillers and I swallow it back with the water and lay back down. "I'm going to make some lunch if that's alright and you should freshen up" she says then holds up a knitted sock with her thumb and index finger "Why was this around your cock?
"Long story, I guess"
"Cant wait to hear it" she giggles planting a kiss on my lips and leaving
Did I jerk myself off with that sock. I don't even remember, but at least it's blue like Ana's eyes. I'm one twisted fuck. I was so hammered I probably did. I wonder if Elliot stood over and if Taylor crawled and made it to his room
I make my way to the bathroom and take a shower, letting the cold water hit me, wakening me. After I'm refreshed I get dress opting for some joggers and a tee shirt deciding to go barefoot and walk towards the kitchen but stopping at the guest room first. Opening the door I see Elliot on the floor snoring with another knitted sock by his side and Taylor is on the bed with his hands down in his pants. I don't even want to know what happen in here. I snap a quick picture on my phone and make my way towards my beauty in the kitchen
"Smells good baby" I compliment Ana standing behind her wrapping my arms around her waist burying my face in her neck "what are you making?"
"Chicken sandwiches, sounds good?" she ask turning around ready to give me a kiss but stops when she hears Elliot
"That sound's great" Elliot's voice bellows out "Hi Ana" He kisses her cheek making me want to punch him but he gets me back for yesterday and nut taps me. Fucker. Ana laughs and shoos us away from the stove. "Taylor how about you?" Ana ask when he comes into view in the kitchen as well "what I smelled food" he explains staring at my perplex look
We all sit eat and chat, Elliot and Taylor asking Ana all types of questions. Elliot tells Ana about Kate and the day he met her at the metropolitan market and Taylor wanting the recipe on the chicken sandwich. Ana said she used cooked onions and vinegar for a zing. It was delicious I ate twice
"So you got drunk and high, Ana starts once Elliot and Taylor beelines for the guest room again. "Being careless with a knitted sock on your cock, not picking up my calls" She admonishes folding her hands in front of her breast perking them higher from her V-neck fitted tee, my eyes immediately drops staring at her cleavage which Ana notices and drops her hands and pushes them onto my chest instead gazing up at me in her tippie toes "I think its time you learned something" she says with a light kiss on my lips and then whispers "tsk tsk Mr Grey I'd say this calls for a punishment
Preview to chapter eight: Intruders
Leaving Ana laying in bed thoroughly fucked I might add I make my way to the kitchen to grab us some water in case we wake up in the middle of the night for another round. Its dark throughout the penthouse but I hear noises. I stop dead in my tracks on my way to the kitchen from what I see before me. Tall man, built with light brown hair and green eyes standing in my kitchen with a gun pointing to Taylor's head, his arm wrapped around his neck. He must have been looking for the whip cream again, I quickly think to myself.I have seen this man before... at the bowling alley. But total realization hits me when I look down at his feet, he's wearing hideous purple shoes. Luke Sawyer.
"I've heard you're making waves in Portland Mr. Grey" he
A/N There is a lemon in the next chapter, but I don't think that will happen again for a little while, since this story is now going to start unfolding and Christian's trust starts evaporating from Ana's but he still feels for her and cares but at the same time he's going to be keeping his eyes on her, and be on high alert