Hey y'all so I know it has been 2 years, but every now and then I still get an comment or pm asking me to continue or a new follower. I have the writing bug again so I am going to try to get all of the writing out that I can before it is gone. I hope you guys enjoy Part 2 of chapter 8 even though it has been a long time since I updated.

The one thing that I did do though was I did not add the sex scene do this because a few years ago I did get a story I spent a lot of time on deleted and I am not taking that risk even if it is a very low risk. However I did write the scene and published it on where you can access it. My username on there is GirlYouWillNeverKnow. And it should be at this link story/28925547-a-few-shades-of-steele If that doesn't work for you then you can PM asking for the text and I will send it to you but I just don't feel comfortable posting the text on this site.

Enjoy


One of my hands stays in her hair as the other travels down her back and over her hips before reaching her round behind. I squeeze her butt as I grind my hips into her making sure that she can feel my erection through my jeans. She moans into my mouth awhile griping my upper arms. My heart is racing as her hands move up my arms I flex about to pull away, but her hands go into my hair. I relax as she pulls at my hair and moan inching us back to my bed until her legs are pressed against the footboard.

She tenses up expecting to be pushed onto the bed, but I go to my knees. I look up at her perfectly shocked faced before I grab her hips running my tongue gently around her bellybutton. I move from her bellybutton to leaving a trail from one of her hips to the other. Her hands clench in my hair as my mouth moves across her body and she lets out a rugged, "Ah."

I look up at her as my hand moves to remove her pants. This women is giving her-self to me, it is unbelievable. I've shown her everything and here she stands trying to put on a brave face and it is unbelievably sexy. My hands slide under her jeans sliding them down until they are at her knees and I stop. I lick my lips before my nose is gently running along the inside of her thigh and up to her sweet spot. I inhale closing my eyes, "you smell so good," I whisper and I can feel her legs shaking as if they are going to give out anytime. I can't let that happen.

I reach up and pull the duvet off the bed and push her onto the bed. She gasps looking up at me. I know that look, she wants me the foreplay is getting to her and it getting to me as well, but I am not done playing around with my little Ana yet. I lift up her leg removing her shoe and sock dropping them to the ground. She watches me intently and panting to see what I am going to do. I run my nail up in her instep. Her foot flexes retracting from my actions, but I keep my eyes on her face. She gasps squeezing her legs together. I have to hide a smirk as I run my tongue across her instep then my teeth. She squirms under me and the possibilities of what I could do to her in my play room run through my head. I can't hold back the chuckle that escapes me, "Oh, Ana, what I could do to you," I whisper as I remove her other shoe and sock. I stand up taking her jeans with me leaving her lying on my bed just in her underwear as I stand over her still fully dressed and in control, just the way I want it to be. She is mine and I am about to make it official.

"Fuck. Ana," I exhale into her neck and roll over pulling out.

I stare up at the ceiling as I hear her shift on the bed. When I look over a few minutes later she is already in a deep sleep. I smiling slightly to myself, because I am the reason she is so tired. I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear looking at her face.

She looks so peaceful and innocent in her sleep it is hard to believe that this woman just let me take her virginity and is willing to go into my playroom. Willing to come into my fuck up world and I am willing to bring her into it. I don't know what I am thinking, but I am hooked onto her like a drug and can't make myself let her go I want to keep her here with me. My Anastasia.

I don't know how long I lay in bed watching her sleep when I look over at the clock it is almost midnight and I give up on trying to sleep. I get out of bed quietly as I can and go to my dresser and taking out a pair of pajama bottoms and sliding them on as I go out to the great room. I walk around in the darkness the lights of the city giving me enough to know where I am going. I flip on the light besides my piano and trail my hand over the keys slowly playing a scale as I sit down. I haven't played in awhile, but the piano is still in perfect tune.

I start playing my hands drifting over the keys easily not going off of any sheet music I have the piece memorized. It's a piece I always turn to when I play just to take my mind off things. I think it is a good representation of life I guess. I am almost finished when I hear the footsteps looking up and there she is. Her hair messed up beautifully her blue eyes shining the afterglow of a couple of hours ago and all wrapped in my duvet. She looks very sexy very tempting.

"Sorry," she whispers watching me from the other side of the piano, "I didn't mean to disturb you."

"Surely, I should be saying that to you," I finish playing and rest my hands on my lap looking her over once again. My hands goes through my hair as I stand up and move around to meet her wanting to remove the duvet and take her in but it is late and she needs to rest. You should be in bed."

"That was a beautiful piece. Bach?" She inquires ignoring me.

"Transcription by Bach, but it's originally an oboe concerto by Alessandro Marcello."

"It was exquisite, but very sad, such a melancholy melody."

I hold back a smile. I could talk to her all night about that piece, but now is not the time for that "Bed. You'll be exhausted in the morning."

"I woke and you weren't there." She looks up at me questioningly.

"I find it difficult to sleep, and I'm not used to sleeping with anyone," I murmur. Thinking about my sleeping habits, as I wrap an arm around her to lead her back to bed since she isn't going on her own.

"How long have you been playing? You play beautifully."

"Since I was six."

"Oh." She is very curious for the middle of the night.

"How are you feeling?" I ask her when we are back in the room turning on a light. I know she should probably be sore, but I want to make sure that is a good sore.

"I'm good." She looks towards the sheet and I do the same and there is the evidence that she was a virgin spread out on my sheets.

"Well, that's going to give Mrs. Jones something to think about," I speak lowly as I look down at her and see that blush spread across her cheeks, but she is looking away from me I want her to look at me. I tilt her head up to look at me she is mine now. I look over her face wanting to take it all in memorize it and I couldn't explain why I wanted to, but I want to before she runs away screaming. I am looking her over as I see her arm reach out to touch my chest. No Ana. I stop back letting my hand fall from her face.

"Get into bed," I command needing control of my surroundings I can't let her get that close again. I look at her and she looks like a little girl that doesn't know what she did wrong and she doesn't. I make myself relax and talk to her softer, "I'll come and lie down with you."

I pull out a t-shirt and pull it on seeing she still hasn't moved. We are going to need to work on her learning to listen quicker, "Bed," I command again and this time she does as I tell her.

I climb in behind her and wrap my arms around her making sure her back is to my chest taking away all temptation to try to touch my chest. I burry my face into her hair smelling her in wanting to stay in this moment, "Sleep, sweet Anastasia," I whisper into her ear kissing her hair. Thinking about where this is going this isn't going to be a normal relationship, but I want it to work I need it to work. I think about this until I fall asleep with her in my arms.


Until next time Laters Baby

-Prez