"Jesus Christian, who pissed in your coffee" Claude, my personal trainer, pants as I knock him on his ass for the third time since our session started. I grumble, Wiping the sweat from my forehead and raise my fist, ready to go again, I unleash my frustration, gripping him in a headlock my knee comes up to meet his chest pad, but he pulls back swinging, I grip his fist, twisting his arm and kick the back of his knee forcing him to kneel. He taps the floor and I release.
"I think we're good for today" he removes his chest and knee pads as I grab my phone and take the elevator up to the apartment. on the way up I call the pilot and inform him to have the jet fueled and ready to go within the hour. I am getting the fuck out of here, I plan on spending the night with my girl, in my girl. The thought makes me groan and I tent my sweats. What is happening to me.
When I reach the apartment, I dial her number and she answers on the second ring
"hey, how is New York going?" she asks, the sound of her voice lifting my spirits immediately, my shoulders relax as I release a breath
"a waste of fucking time" I grumble stripping out of my sweats "fucking Chinese couldn't settle on any of the offers I made" which means in another month I'll have to come back here and deal with this shit again.
"I'm sorry" she pauses "does that mean you're coming back to Seattle?" she asks, her question surprising me
"yes. we're scheduled to land at 5, so how about I pick you up at seven and we celebrate your new job?" I offer
"Christian you don't have to" she protests "I know, but I want too. Oh, and Wear a dress. see you at seven Miss Steele" I can hear the smile in her voice as she answers, her voice low
"likewise, Mr. Grey".
"Anastasia, could I see you in my office for a moment please" Mr. Hyde appears in the doorway of his office, his arm casually resting on the jam, he jerks his head toward his office then disappears inside. Giving a quick glance at the clock to find it reads five fifty , I blow out a breath, and stand from my desk, just ten minutes left and my first official week as being jack Hyde's personal assistant will be over.
I straighten my skirt as I make my way into his office and he smiles when I enter, perched on the edge of his desk, he points to a chair "please take a seat Miss Steele" I sit in the seat closest to the window and cross my legs
"is there something I can help you with Mr Hyde" I ask and his nostrils twitch as his eyes dip from my eyes then up again.
"No, thank you Anastasia, I just wanted to ask if you'd like to go for a drink to celebrate your first week on the job, you're a natural and a group of us were going out to fifty's down the street" he asks and I smile but shake my head
"thank you for the offer Mr. Hyde.."
"please call me jack" he interrupts while leaning back on his palms so his junk sticks out.
"jack.." I smile "thank you for the offer but I already have plans"
"boyfriend?" he asks coolly
"a date, actually" with the hottest, most frustrating human I've ever met.
"oh..then perhaps another time?" he asks as he stands and stares down at me, a weird look in his eye, he moves to the door and rests his forearm on the jam again.
"yeah, sure" I smile and stand to move past him.
when I'm back at my desk I check the clock to read 6:01 and quickly grab my coat and bag then head for the exit.
When I get home, I quickly shower and scramble through my closet to find something to wear on my date with Christian and settle on a dark floral dress with sleeves to the elbow and skirt that stops a few inches above my knee which I match with a pair of black gorgetta sandals that wrap around my ankles. The doorbell rings just as I'm putting the final curl in my hair.
Heading into the kitchen I grab my clutch and swing open the door, wow Christian looks delectable in his black suit pants and white shirt. His eyes travel up my body as I lean against the door
"Ana you look…." He stops mid-sentence and suddenly I'm being pushed back inside, his hand flat on my back as he kicks the door shut, his mouth meets mine with such intensity, like a man who's been starving, he grips my ass pulling me into his hardening groin and pulls away leaving us both breathless, he leans in taking my bottom lip between his teeth and a moan escapes my lips.
"happy to see me?" he asks while slipping his hand past the band of my panties, his fingers skimming my slit, at the feel of my wetness, his eyes darken
"so ready Anastasia" he murmurs slipping a finger inside me. I moan when he adds another and move my hips to his achingly slow pace. I'm about to cum when he pulls out his fingers and I whimper at the loss of contact
"turn around baby" Christian orders, as he slips his fingers into his mouth
"so sweet" he smirks placing his hands on my waist and spins me so I'm facing the back of the couch, he bends me over, and I hear the tell-tale sound off a zipper, lifting the back of my dress he caresses my backside then lands a hard slap at the apex of my thigh
"oww" I turn with a glare but my breath catches when I see he's fisting his dick, stroking it from base to tip, I bite my bottom lip to hold in my moan.
"I hope you aren't fond of these" he whispers, his lips close to my ear, my lips part on a moan as his teeth skim the lobe, his fingers stroke me through the material then he grabs my panties and rips them from my body
"Christian"I try to scold but it comes out a moan, pushing back against him, he grips my hips stilling me then leans forward
"this is going to be quick" he murmurs close to my ear then he's in me, pounding relentlessly, massaging my clit, I cry out as my orgasm hits me and brace my hands on the couch.
"Ana baby, fuck" Christian groans finding his release, his hands tightening on my waist as he spills into me, his breath coming in pants.
When his breathing slows, he leans forward, pressing a kiss to the back of my head and pulls out. pulling up his zipper I turn and watch through dazed eyes as he disappears into the bathroom, returning a few seconds later holding a cloth, he bends to his knees and my hips jerk as he wipes it along my slit, removing the evidence of our fun, he runs it up the inside of my thighs, then leans in pressing a soft kiss to my clit then rises so we're face to face and I grip the back of his neck and pull his lips to mine, tasting myself on his tongue.
"we should go" he pulls back his hand finding mine, entwining our fingers,
"but I'm not wearing underwear" I make a move toward my bedroom but he doesn't release my hand.
"you won't need them" he cups my face and kisses me, taking my bottom lip between his teeth, my brain takes a temporary break and before I can process what's happening he's leading me to the car.
"don't bend over" Christian warns landing a slap on my behind as I climb into the car, I turn with a glare but a tingle travels through my body as the material of my dress presses against my bare sex.
"good evening miss Steele" Taylor greets when our eyes meet in the rear-view mirror and I smile politely.
"hey Taylor" I nod and feel Christian place his hand on my knee, his fingers strumming my thigh. I'm hyper aware of my lack of panties and clasp my legs together.
"where are we going?" I ask and look up to see a smirk on his beautiful face.
"that's a surprise" he winks and clasps my hand.
"who's he?" I lean up so only Christian can hear me as I point to the man in the passenger seat.
"sawyer, additional security" he answers simply as he stares out the window. he looks distracted but his shoulders are relaxed, leaning in I press a soft kiss to the pulse on his neck and his eyes drift shut as his grip tightens on my hand. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes
"baby, we're here" I hear Christians voice and open my eyes to see we're pulling into an underground parking garage, I sit up rubbing my eyes and watch as Taylor smoothly pulls the SUV into a parking spot I didn't realize I was even tired. Climbing from the car I grab Christians hand and he leads us toward an elevator
"where are we?" I ask and look around, eyeing a long line of Audi's I look back to find him watching me
"my place" he's wearing a secret smile as the elevator doors open, as soon as we're inside he pulls me against him and runs his nose along mine, a shiver runs through me as I run my fingers through his hair and yank on the strands
"you need a haircut" I whisper as he leans in running his tongue along my neck, sucking on my pulse, I tilt my head to give him better access and whimper softly
"is that so" he hmms as he sinks his teeth into my neck and I nod, my breath shallow. When the doors open, he grabs my hand and leads me into his apartment ho-ly shit
My eyes widen as I take in my surroundings "you live here?"
"yes, wine?" he asks and I nod
"please" I answer walking further into the apartment, I Wander over to a grand piano that mars the left side of the room and press on the keys. Christian hands me a glass of white wine and I gesture toward the piano
"you play?" I ask and he nods, I take a sip of wine as I wander over to the floor to ceiling windows and the views take my breath away.
"want the tour?" he asks and I nod wide eyed
We walk through the apartment, Christian pointing out some of the paintings, he leads me into various rooms, his office, tv room and library, I run my fingers over the spines of his Tess of the d'Urbervilles collection and swoon internally. He watches, amused as I pull the book from its place on the shelf and run my fingers over the scripture on the inside cover.
"come, dinners ready" reluctantly I carefully place the book back in its place and take his hand. Walking back into the dinning room, he pulls out my chair and I smile sweetly at him "thank you"
"your welcome" he takes the seat beside me and I slip off my shoes as a woman in her late thirty's, wearing an apron enters the room and serves us steak, potatoes, veg and refills our wine. I protest as she leans down picking up my discarded shoes but she just smiles kindly, patting my arms
"its fine, dear" she places them by the living room couch and my cheeks heat embarrassed.
"how was your first week at SIP" Christian asks casually as he hugs the back of my chair and takes a sip of wine, his fingers strumming my arm, he listens intently as I tell him about my week.
When we finish our dinner, the woman returns clearing our plates and I try to help but she politely declines. Christian dismisses her for the night after she refills our wine "thank you Mrs jones, goodnight" she smiles with a nod then disappears through a door adjacent to the pantry.
"so how long have you lived here?"
"about 4 years"
"it's beautiful"
"thank you" he rises from his seat and walks to the fridge, removing a packet of strawberry's and a can of whipped cream.
"dessert" he winks and my blood heats as he sits beside me, taking a strawberry from the packet, he covers the tip in whipped cream, and places it on my bottom lip, without taking my eyes off his, I take the strawberry between my lips, circling the tip, Christians lips part as I suck the strawberry clean and place my hand on his thigh running my fingers over his hardening bulge, his eyes darken as I sink my teeth into the delicious fruit.
"hmmm" I moan biting my lip and without taking my eyes off his sink to my knees in front of him, and run my hands up his thighs, pulling his erection free, I kiss the tip and circle it with my tongue. It reminds me of our first night at the heathen and a warmth spreads through me.
"fuck, baby" Christian fist my hair, a low growl coming from his throat as I run my tongue from base to tip, taking him in until he hits the back of my throat, he groans his eyes an impossible shade of grey, I know he's close, so I skim my teeth along his length
"shit Ana, if you don't want me to cum in your mouth stop now!" he warns so I increase my speed, his hips jerk as his seed fills my mouth and I swallow every last drop, then lean back on my heals and clean my mouth with the back of my hand, a satisfied smile on my face, a second later Christian rises to his feet, taking me by surprise and lifts me like I weigh nothing, throwing me over his shoulder I squeak as he grabs the can of whipped cream and strides out of the room like a man on a mission and I grip his waist to steady myself
"where are you taking me?" I slap his fine firm ass and he returns the favor
"you've been a bad girl Anastasia…" he runs his hand up the back of my thighs and strokes my pantie-less sex
"…and bad girls get punished".
Hey everyone, thank you for all the follows and favourites, I love hearing what you guys think so please review. These few chapters have been solely focused on Ana and Christian reuniting and getting comfortable with each other. I love these two characters and since the movie is out in less than a week (mid my pre-exams :( I just wanted to get the ball rolling. So yeah. Thanks again, Bye :) also i apologize in advance for mistakes, its late here :|