Ahhh! A Chapter. Those who enjoy the story I'm so very sorry it has taken so long to post this. I hope it hasn't been to long that some of you are over it and that it lives up to the wait. Remember this is loosely tied to the book I try to stay within the same time frame but my characters will develop a lot differently than the book. I hope you all still enjoy it and thank you so very much for the reviews, PM's favorites all of it keeps me going!

Chapter 10

Ana's POV

I feel my body ignite with his question. I place my forehead against his, taking a deep shuddering breath. I don't need to think about it, I don't need to worry about my decision because I already know what it is and I know it feels so right.

"Okay," I whisper.

His wide grey eyes shoot up into my waiting glance, a small smile on my lips.

"Okay?" He is almost pleading, unsure that he heard me correctly. I nod and he breathes deeply, closing his eyes at the same time like he is relishing this moment, our moment.

"Come." His eyes shoot open and just like that he is pulling my hand forward as he opens the helicopter door unveiling a torrential down poor. His mischievous smile makes me giggle. "We will have to make a run for it. Ready?"

I nod. He gracefully jumps out, pulling me along beside him. We make it two steps from the warmth of our bubble when he turns me into his body, holding me close with the rain pouring over us both.

I have read about these moments, the moments that are too powerful for words. Their magnitude is indescribable. It's entirely emotion; a look, a touch, a feeling so deep it melts away all reservations. You want to share it with everyone but yet you hold it dear to yourself; it's only meant for the two of you.

He leans down, drenching me with the rain in his hair, making me laugh. His smile grows as he suddenly picks me up by the waist and spins me in the air. My hands are on his shoulders and he raises me above his head. We are soaking wet smiles moving in slow motion. He lowers me slowly. Sliding down his chiseled chest I realize he didn't button his shirt. The skin contact sends me into overdrive and I can't help myself. I grab his hair and claim his mouth, pouring everything I feel in this magical moment into this kiss, and feel it given right back to me as Christian kisses me back.

"Is this real?" Christian breaks our kiss to question, but quickly rejoins our lips again.

"Yes." It is all I can think to respond as I gasp another breath of air. This is so overwhelmingly real it's scary.

With that he grabs my thighs and wraps them around his waist as he moves us forward. Still keeping his lips joined with mine. All of a sudden we are out of the rain and in the warmth of the elevator. I break our kiss and look down into his eyes as he is still holding me.

"The things you are doing to me Anastasia…Wow." He runs his nose gently along my jaw, making me shiver.

In his embrace I suddenly feel nervous. He still doesn't know how inexperienced I am. What if I'm not enough for him? What if I'm horrible? I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him close. He embraces me around my back and we hold each other, both clearly overrun by an array of emotions.

I softly kiss his cheek. "I think I can walk now," I whisper.

"That doesn't mean I'm ready to let you," he whispers back. The elevator pings and I start giggling as he carries me over to Taylor and the open door of his SUV. He sets me down, and I climb into the car as Christian tells Taylor to take us back to the Heathman.

Am I really about to do this? What is going on with me? I can't stop thinking about his chest and his lips and his warm breath on my skin. You want this. I'm terrified I won't please him. He is probably so much more experienced than me. Obviously, he is a god, probably has women beating his door down to have sex with him and you have done nothing!

Christian slides in next to me and wraps a blanket around my shoulders.

"The hotel is just around the corner so no need to put on a strip show…Yet." He winks at me.

I am guessing I resemble a drowned rat, so I try to just stare out the window, but the slow circles Christian traces on my hand keep drawing my gaze back.

The drive is short. Before I even have time to register how fast everything is moving, we are walking into the living room of Christian's hotel room.

"Would you like a glass of wine?" he asks as he takes the now-wet blanket off my shoulders.

"Please. I'm just going to use the rest room." He gives me one of those rare but award winning smiles and I turn towards the bedroom in desperate need of the space to clear my head.

Ugh, it's worse than I thought when I look into the mirror. My normally pale reflection is flushed with my soaked hair plastered to my forehead, completely lifeless. The little make up I had is now smudged around my eyes and my clothes have become one with my skin.

As I am washing my hands, I stare at my reflection. What does he see in me? I'm like a peasant in rags while he is a royal surrounded by riches and the world's beauties. What on earth does he want with me? I can't possibly give him what he desires, can I? I want to.

I start rubbing the smudges under my eyes when my mind flashes to his touch. I can still feel the tingles his finger tips left in their trail down my cheek. Carressing my own cheek, imagining him there, I move my fingers to my lips. My god can he kiss. I have barely had enough time to stop and think about the whirlwind the last day has been, but there is no way I will ever forget that man's kiss. He shot bolts of electricity from his body into mine using only his lips. He was gentle and caring, but so passionate at the same time, like he was telling my body he was going to worship it.

I know coming in here away from god's gift, also known as Christian Grey, I had intentions of reviewing all the reasons why giving myself to him would be a bad choice. Now that I'm in here, all I can do is think about everything I want him to do to me. I have never in my life felt like this towards a man. Even if I'm horrible and he never wants to see me again, I can always remember his kiss.

In a surge of confidence I didn't know I possessed, I peel my soaked clothes off and toss them into a heap on the floor. I grab the white, incredibly soft robe off the door and pull it around me loosely, tying the belt. I comb my fingers through my still-wet hair and toss it to one side so it hangs down my shoulders, showing off the natural curl throughout. With one last look in the mirror I see a seemingly confident woman with smokey sultry eyes staring back at me. Maybe I can do this. I take a deep breath, trying to hang onto that feeling, bite my lip and leave to embrace the evening.

I stop at the bedroom door and my breath catches as I'm graced with a magnifigant scene, something Michelangelo would have stunned millions with in marble. The lights are off, the fire the only illumination of the room with the curtains now drawn blocking out the city. His back is tuned to me, so he is unaware of my shameless voyeurism while he fiddles with his iPod. He has removed his sodden shirt so his glorious naked back is glowing in the light of the fire. I watch as a single bead of water drips from his hair onto his shoulder. Time slows, almost stops as this little bead hits his toned shoulder and makes its way down his sculptured muscles. When it hits the small of his back and the indent above his pants I feel my whole body awaken and quiver. I gasp as I realize I have been holding my breath all this time.

Christian's POV

I hear her inhale then turn towards her, and I'm rewarded with a vision of beauty. Anastasia is leaning on the door frame looking so fucking sexy in that robe. Her long silky legs are crossed at her ankles, the smallest bend at one knee making the robe hang slightly parted. I feel my heart start to race as I imagine opening it more to reveal its hidden treasures. I drag my eyes slowly up hey body shamelessly. Her hair is tousled and wet, very enticing. My eyes lock onto her alluring gaze as she sinks her teeth down on her juicy bottom lip, and it takes everything in me to contain my growl.

I push play and the sounds of violin strings start all around us. I want to dance with this beautiful creature and "Secrets" by One Republic seemed almost poetic after this evening. I watch her eyes start to gleam as she recognizes the song. I slowly approach her, unable to break eye contact. If I wait a single second more to touch her I might die. I reach up and release her lip from the clutches of her teeth.

"You've taken my breath away Anastasia, you're an Aphrodite." I bring her hand up to my lips, kissing it gently. "Dance with me?"

She nods, granting me access to pull her flush against my body.

"I'm not much of a dancer," she whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I am. Trust me and I will lead you," I whisper back barely able to speak with her so close to me.

As the song hits the chorus, I place one hand in the small of her back while I grasp her tiny delicate hand in my other. I sweep her in a circle, moving her body in unison with my own. Elena taught me how to guide, but I have never wanted to support any other women in my hold the way I desire Ana. I'm gonna give all my secrets away, the song screams.

I have spent over 20 years mastering my defenses against anyone and everyone who may try to break through my barriers, to protect them from the darkness that I truly am. Yet this girl, this amazing young woman has completely beguiled me in a way no other ever has. When I'm talking to her, I don't want to hide; I don't need to pretend. I know I still have to shield her from the real deep shit, but she makes me almost feel normal.

She looks up at me, lifting the corner of her mouth into a small smile before laying her head back down. "I will cherish your secrets, for they are a window into your soul." I almost miss it, I almost dont hear the words that bring me solace.

The song ends, my iPod shuffles and some classical music strings on. All the while I continue to slowly move Ana around on the living room floor. I feel her adjust her body against mine and it's the first time I take note that she is against my bare chest, touching me in a way no other human has. I tense for a second and she feels it. She looks up at my face, but before she can read it I claim her mouth with my own. I want her, I need her right now and I'm going to have her. She responds to my kiss, moaning into my mouth as she wraps her arms around my neck. I take this opening and let my hands travel down her back until they reach her fantastic ass that has just the robe over it. I reach farther and grab her thighs, lifting her up as I did earlier on the roof. Like the good girl she is she wraps her legs around my waist. I growl into her mouth as she grinds against my now straining pants. "Do you want this baby?" I plea as I take a breath.

"Oh god, yes Christian." She lunges, kissing me so passionately I think my zipper may pop. This incredible, stunning woman wants me. I dont think I have ever been so turned on by that desire before, but fuck I want her so much too. Screw all the other shit, I need this, I need to feel her. I carry her into the bedroom.

Standing at the foot of the bed, I run my hand up her calf. Having her legs around me has opened the robe up so I can feel her skin. I continue my journey up her smooth legs, using all my restraint to move slowly so I can enjoy every feeling. I reach her ass and am stunned. "You're not wearing panties?" I huskily croak out. She was just standing there with nothing under her robe.

Her eyes almost black with lust, this shy, sweet, innocent girl sinks her teeth into her swollen lips once more while she looks into my eyes and shakes her head slowly.

"Fuck, I have to see this." I place Ana on the floor and take a small step back, all whilst holding the belt on the robe so it pulls taut. With one last look into her face to make sure she is okay I give the belt a pull and it unties, opening slightly but still hiding what I desire to see. I reach forward and slowly trace my finger tips down the curve of her neck on both sides until I reach the lapels of the robe. I lean down and place a soft kiss on her mouth while I slide the white cloth down her shoulders and into a heap at her feet. I feel her rapid breath on my mouth as I pull away to finally look at her body. She is even more glorious than I imagined standing in the low light of my room, completely naked, though I notice she is looking down. I grab her chin and tilt it up. "Hey, please hear me Anastasia. You are incredibly sexy. Don't be ashamed at all. I am a lucky, lucky man."

She stares at me with the biggest doe eyes I have ever seen, like she is a deer caught in the headlights. Maybe she has only done this a couple times. If I'm honest, I have never done this before. I dont know if I'm capable of making love, but for Anastasia I will try. I clasp the back of her head with my hand while using my body to gently lay her on the bed. Planting kisses down her neck, I inhale her sweet scent. "Fuck, Anastasia, you smell divine." I move to the front of her neck, licking and kissing as I go. I hear her moan and she arches her back, exposing her neck completly to me. She is so responsive; this is going to be fun. I smile against her skin. "I'm going to kiss you everywhere, Anastasia. Worship your body."

So I start my assault. I move my mouth down her chest as it rises and falls rapidly. After what suddenly feels like a lifetime of waiting I reach her perfect mounds. I gently grab her left breast while I suck her right nipple into my mouth. I relish in the sounds her body is making for me while I bite and suck, first one perfectly pink and hard nipple, then the other. Her body is my puppet and I'm the fucking master as I watch her bow off the bed. I have only begun to learn her body but I'm almost certain she is close to orgasm which is a fucking first for me this way.

"Do you want me to make you come like this Anasatsia?" I growl out.

"Please," she moans.

"You got it baby." I continue my assault on her breasts, licking and pulling her nipples with my teeth and fingers until I feel her entire body stiffen completely. "Come for me Ana." And my god does she obey, she orgasms like it's the first one she has ever had. Her face contorts and she convulses as she flies over the edge with so much intensity, screaming my name on her way down.

I feel like a fucking god and we haven't even got to the best part yet. I move back up her body, running my tongue along her jaw until I reach her lips once more. She is breathing so fast and still sqeauking out little moans as she comes down to earth. I start to kiss her again, absorbing her remaining moans with my mouth.

She breaks the kiss to catch a breath. "Christian that was...oh god, amazing."

"I know baby, your body likes me." I flash her a devilish smile.

"I...I have never."

"Shhh baby I know." Fucking boys she has been dealing with, greedy bastards. I wonder if she has never had an orgasm, or just never that intensely. It's not possible she hasn't altogether, I'm sure she has just been left to her own devices.

Fuck I need to take off my pants; I'm so turned on after that performance. I don't know if I can hold out much longer. I desperatly want to taste her, but I need to bury myself inside her more. I kiss her again, feeling her heart start to beat rapidly. I press my body weight onto her, grinding my hips as I do which causes an anamalistic groan out of my throat.

I reach down to pop the button of my pants and then start to unzip, overly ready to set my raging member free. God I can't wait to be inside her, I bet she feels fucking fantastic.

"GET OFF ME...Christian please HELP me." I'm stunned into silence. I'm not connecting anything together, like I'm staring at a shattered window, trying to figure out what I'm looking at. Ana is thrashing around like a wild animal, her eyes tightly shut, but I can see the fear all over her face. She is screaming so loudly. Then I notice the long stream of tears down her cheeks, and my brain starts to function again. Fucking Jose.

I jump off her and grab her face. "Ana!" She doesn't respond. "ANA it's me! It's okay!" Still nothing.

Suddenly she shouts out, "Don't take this from me Jose, not my first time, not like this. Please no."

And she starts sobbing.

"Anastasia, it's Christian. I'm right here baby I...I saved you from Jose. You are safe. You are with me baby, come back to me. I will never let anyone hurt you." She finally opens her eyes in a state of shock. "It's okay baby. I'm right here. I will never let you go." I soothe.

"I...I.."

"Shh baby, it's okay." I rub little circles on her back and she curls towards me. I grab the blanket and toss it around her naked body.

"I'm so embarassed," she whispers. Just wait until she hears one of your nightmares. "I...it felt so amazing Christian, but something, maybe your weight on top of me, sent me right back to that night. Bu...But I remembered things I hadn't before." She looks up at me and her lip starts to quiver. I scoop her up in my arms and sit with my back against the head board, holding her against me like a child needing security.

"You need to talk about this Ana. I'm here and will listen. Holding it in will only hurt more."

"He would have done it, wouldn't he? If you hadn't come, if you hadn't saved me. God, I thought he was my friend." I hold her, not sure if I should speak or not.

"I remember how heavy he felt, like he was crushing all the air out of me. It brought back that night with..." What!

"With whom Ana, did something like this happen before?"

"N-n-no. Yes. Well, not really." She takes a deep breath, obviously considering going further, but I need to know now. My blood is on fire with anger at the thought of these slime balls taking advantage of her being intoxicated. Fuck why would she put herself in those situations?

"It was different Christian, I was younger. Sixteen."

FUCK.

"It was my mom's husband at the time, number 3."

Oh fucking no.

"He came onto me one night when my mom was working. He climbed onto me and was trying to rip my clothes off, so I just held my breath and waited. I waited till he gave me an opening, let his guard down. Then I kneed him as hard as I could in the groin."

I exhale loudly. Thank fuck. "You are so brave." She shrugs.

"I ran. I just ran until I got to a park and called my dad Ray. I didnt tell him the details, but told him I needed out of there, and he told me I could come live with him in Montesano. I never told my mom and thankfully it didn't work out with him, so I never had to see his horrid face again."

"Fuck, I could kill him, both of them. You dont deserve that Ana, no woman does. They are sick." So are you.

"Jose was so rough. Mean, even. I have never seen that side of him. It was just like number 3, him harshly ripping at my clothes. Only I couldn't tell my body how to react how to defend."

"You screamed at him Ana. You told him to get off and that you didn't want it, and you did defend. Ana you were just weakened from the alcohol; he was stronger than you." I pause, not sure if I should ask. "Ana, you shouted just now like it was something you said to Jose." I stare down at her and gulp. "You didn't want him to take your first time away like that." I inhale; it can't be, can it? "Your first time with what..." I watch as she blinks away the water that had pooled in her eyes.

"I'm ... I'm a virgin, Christian." She looks away. "I should have told you. I did try. I just I thought maybe you wouldn't..."

I bring her eyes back to mine. "Wouldn't what, exactly? Want you? Shit I'm not going to lie, I'm shocked. How? How is it even possible? Aside from everything else, you are an amazing person. How has some man not swept you off your feet?" She is pure, completely untouched. Is this real? Is God playing some evil trick on me? Someone has mistakenly sent me the precious gift that is Ana, and I sure as fuck will take it because I'm a greedy man. She could be completely mine in every way.

"You have," she whispers, completely knocking the wind from my chest.

"Before, was that your first orgasm?" She nods bitting her lip. "Explain how you have lived 21 years and never even gave yourself pleasure? Never mind it's irrelevant, that is such an incredible turn on Miss Steele." I watch as her face flushes.

"Listen, knowing you're a virgin is unexpected, but knowing you were willing to allow me the pleasure of taking it is very very sexy. I would like nothing more than to finish what we have started right now," I brush the hair off her cheek, "but you have to deal with Jose and these emotions first. Also, it shouldn't be in a hotel room like some cliche." I pause. I want this very much, I want her, but am I capable? "You deserve all the romance in the world, Anastasia. I'm not sure I can give that to you, but I'm willing to try." That's what I've been doing so far, and it seems to be working well. Isn't it?

"For now, let's rest. Tomorrow we will address Mr. Rodriguez."

I place Ana on the pillow. Standing, I remove my pants, revealing a still-prominent bulge in my boxers. I shrug and laugh a bit at Ana's big eyes. "It will go away, maybe." She giggles. Oh how that sound makes me feel.

I open a drawer, take out an under shirt and toss it to Ana. I turn slightly to offer her some modesty. I may have already seen her entirely exposed, but clearly she is emotional and I can be a gentleman. I climb in the bed, seeking the same solace I had last night sleeping with Ana.

"Turn on your side baby." She complies and I drape my arm over her hip, pulling her back flush against my chest. This feels so natural.

"Sleep now Anastasia." I nuzzle into her neck, closing my eyes.

The last thing I hear before I drift off is the soft, sweet voice of the angel I'm holding.

"Thank you Christian."