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Chapter 7

Ana

Oh my god, he's good. He is so good. Not that I have anything to compare it to but if all sex were like that I don't see why people would ever get out of bed.

Were now laying in my double bed, cuddling, my back to his front, in the after glow of love-making. I know that this was probably a one time thing, but a part of me wishes he could be mine forever.

He was just so gentle, he knew it was my first time, he knew that it was going to hurt, but to be honest, I'm glad it was him who broke my hymen and not some frat boy like Kate. I'm glad it was someone who offered me a way out, I'm glad it was someone who cares about me.

The power is still out as we continue to lay in bed. I can't sleep. I look to my watch, my eyes straining against the darkness. I use the candle for light. Its only midnight, far to early to go to sleep on a Friday.

I wiggle out of Christian's arms and look at him. He looks so young when he's asleep, so peaceful. I stand up and go to my closet, grabbing my robe. I look back to him and go to leave my room.

I quietly open the door and walk to the living room. I pick up our glasses from earlier tonight and fix myself another drink of whiskey and coke.

I'm just finished pouring when Christian walks into the kitchen in just his pair of jeans from earlier. Oh his chest. His chiselled chest and his happy trail. Oh god, just looking at him is making me want him again.

I think he sees my gaze, never breaking from his chest. He chuckles and lets out, "Like what you see?"

I turn red, luckily the flashlight I'm using doesn't give me away. I look at him, "Most definitely, Mr. Grey. Now would you like another drink?" I ask, politely as ever.

"Please", Christian responds courteously.

Once I finished fixing the drinks, we go to sit back down on the couch. This time, we sit on the sectional. I put a blanket on my lap, cross my legs and face him, my drink in my lap.

Christian looks at me, "You know Ana, I don't know what to say but I feel like we have to talk about it."

I look at him, he looks worried. "Here I'll start, I just have to tell you that, that was..." I pause searching for words, "amazing and to be honest, I don't know why people ever get out of bed." I avoid his gaze after that line as I giggle.

Christian chuckles, "Well, that was amazing for me to, but... Ana I don't know how to say this but, I'm much too old for you. I'm five years older than you and if your parents ever found out that we had sex, they would charge me with rape and assault and probably a million other things. Ana, that sex was amazing and I truly care about you, but, I don't think it can happen again." His voice lowers as he says the last line.

My heart breaks, "Christian, Christian," I'm on the verge of tears, maybe its the alcohol, but I'm emotional, "Christian please. I don't want you to regret sleeping with me. I don't and please don't make me feel like I should. That definitely was not rape. And just so you know, I would never tell anyone anything about us. Christian, you know I've always liked you as more than a friend. Please don't leave yet." I sound desperate, but I don't care. After such a great experience, I don't want him to think that it was a mistake. I certainly don't want him to leave.

"I won't leave, I promise. But if thats really how you feel than I need to know, what do you want us to become. Its obvious you don't want to forget about tonight but we could continue on being friends, we could be more than friends, Ana I just need to know what you want." Christian says in a desperate plea for my thoughts.

I think about it. What do I want? Does he want to go out with me? Do the boyfriend thing? "Well, I would like to try and be more than friends, but I don't know how that would work or if you would want that. I mean my mom would be okay with it, her and Ray love you but how would you feel?"

I avoid eye contact and start thinking, I would never of been so bold on my own, it was the liqueur talking. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. No definitely not. That was not a good idea. He's looking at me, and when I make eye contact I see a small smile stretch over his lips, "Anastasia, I would like that very much, but I think that we need to tell your parents when they get back."

"I agree, oh Christian" I look at him and jump into his arms. He wraps his arms around me and nuzzles my hair.

There was one tiny detail that I left out. I don't just like him, I love him and I would do anything for him and I mean anything. I just don't want him to think I'm weird that I love him.

"Ana, you are so beautiful, and just so you know, I may have only realized it tonight, but I've always liked you to." Christian sounds so heartfelt, its sweet. He continues, "Ana, I don't know what our relationship will look like, but I want you to know that I've never done the girlfriend thing before, I've only ever had casual sex and a different type of sex partner, one I will tell you about when your at my place so that I can explain it to you properly so that your not scared. There is one thing though, I need you to know that I never thought of you as that type of partner, I've always thought of you in a romantic way."

I look at him and nod in a understanding way, "I understand how you want me Christian, its pretty apparent", I say as I rub my hand over the zipper of his jeans where I feel his ever growing erection, "You can tell me whenever you feel like you should, I won't run away or be scared, I promise."

Christian looks at me with a look of admiration and he kisses me in a heartfelt and loving kiss. I reach up and feel for his zipper, gently undoing it as well as the button, freeing his erection and with that we were engulfed in each other once more.