Ana's POV
It doesn't take long for us arrive at Christian's pent house apartment and to say I'm impressed is an understatement. The only reason I know it's the pent house is because we're now standing in an elevator that only goes to the top floor. When I realised this, my eyes nearly popped out of head followed by a chuckle from Mr Money Bags himself. I shouldn't be surprised anymore, especially since we just dined in a restaurant he owns and oh yeah I work for him in a company that's worth billion which he also owns. He sure likes owning things. I watch the door slide shut and I'm just about to think of some snide remark when it hits me. It's a feeling like no other, it is as if someone has zapped me with a tazer only the feeling doesn't stop. It zips all over my body. It's like when I brushed Christian's hand on the first day we met or when we kiss or when we-
Thud! Yup that's the noise of my head slamming against the elevator wall as Christian presses himself against me, his hands on either side of my head, caging me in. I'm literally stuck between a rock and a hard place. Christian being the rock as he's rock hard everywhere, and apparently I mean everywhere. What's that noise? Oh it's me panting as if I've just ran a marathon.
Christian grasps my chin pulling my head up to face him. My eyes meet his and I know we both look as desperate as each other.
"Do you feel it?", he growls. Is he stupid? Can he not the look on my face?
"Am I a women?", I answer, still finding time to annoy him even in this situation.
"I want to devour you!", his voice makes me wet and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I can't help but think, ' Why the hell haven't you kissed me yet?' So I tell him.
"Kiss me!", he inches forward but stops and I almost scream. I can feel him everywhere. I can feel his hard cock pressed in between us, I can smell his delicious scent all around me and I can taste him on my tongue because he is so damn close so why are we not kissing.
"I said I only wanted to spent time with you tonight, I told you this isn't why I brought you here, if we do this we won't stop and you might think I was lying and I wasn't lying to really do enjoy just being with you, being around you.", he whispers. He chooses now be sweet. Damn it.
"Just one kiss", I barely get the words out before his lips claim mine. They are so damn soft but brutal as they suck the life from me. I love it. I bite down on his top lip and he bites my bottom one twice as hard in return. I gasp in response and he takes it as an opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth. Was he an animal in another life? A lion maybe?
All to soon the elevator comes to a stop and the doors slide open. We pull apart and I try my best to control my breathing but then I realise he is just as affected so I don't feel so embarrassed. He turns to me with a huge grin on his face like- a panty dropping grin- it almost has me panting all over again but he grabs my hand and pulls me with me him into a very beautiful entry way. Marble floors, cream walls, very modern but very clinical except for a vase of flowers sitting on a side table.
"Come on I want to give you the tour", he seems excited about this and my body warms as I realise he's happy. I haven't seen him like this before but I like it.
He drags me into a huge room with the same floors and as the entryway. There is huge floor to ceiling windows that look out over the whole of Seattle, it's beautiful. In front of them is a sitting area with a pretty impressive TV and two leather sofas. Further down in the corner sits a sleek black grand piano with the lid open. He plays? I'll have to ask about that. Finally to my left is a lovely kitchen. It would be great to cook it because it's roomy unlike the one in my apartment.
I don't realise I've been standing in the same spot and staring blankly for a few moment until I hear his voice.
"Do you like it?", he smiles down at me and I nod squeezing his hand.
"Yes it's beautiful, you're really impressing me tonight Mr Grey"
"I'm glad, come on"
He leads me to the other side of the room into a hallway which leads to stairs. We ascend the stairs and I see a door at the very top. I expect him to show me inside but we turn left and continue down a hall. It's none of my business but I'm too curious to let it slip.
"What was in that room we just passed", he stops and turns to me and I feel him tense. All signs of happiness have disappeared from his face. Does he keep dead bodies in there?
"I'll tell you about it sometime but not yet, I've just found you", he says and my face falls into a frown.
"Do you seriously thinks I'm going anywhere any time soon?", I try to smile but fail as I see his haunted expression.
"You might leave when I show that room", okay now I'm a little scared but I try not to let it show, he's clearly upset so I give him benefit of the doubt and pull him down the hall without saying another word. I feel him relax instantly.
At the end of the hallway there is an open door and inside a bedroom. I turn to look at him.
"Yours?"
"Yes", he says smiling again. Thank God he's okay.
I walk inside the room and take everything in. A huge four poster bed that looks extremely inviting with its crisp white sheets and fluffy pillows. I resist the urge to through myself on it. On either side of the bed there are beautifully carved wooden tables with lamps on top. To my right is another door and upon entering it I find an en-suite bathroom with a whirlwind tub which is pretty much all I notice because do I want to use it? Abso-frigin-lutely! Walking back out I find a what is supposed to be a walk in wardrobe but it's the same size as the bathroom in my apartment. It holds just about every designer label known to man in suit form. I'd love to see Christian in every one although I'd love to see Christian naked even more. Stop it!
I turn back to him and he is smirking at me.
"I take it you like this too?", he says
"Oh yes I like it a lot", I say before giving in and throwing myself on his bed. I sink into it and sign. Oh yeah this is nice.
"Night night, you can leave now", I tease and get the fright of my life when he appears above me. He grasps my sides tightly before attacking them with his fingers. Oh hell, there is no stopping my crazy thrashing as he moving his hands over my body tickling every spot he finds. I'm laughing uncontrollably and it's not long before I'm out of breathe and begging for mercy.
"P-lease stop oh god stop!", I laugh and he halts his ambush. There are tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard and he reaches up and swipes them away with a cute smile on his face.
"You are evil!", I shout.
"Oh am I Miss Steele?", he leans forward resting his head again mine.
"Yes", I whisper and place my lips on his so very gently. He is holding all his weight off of me with his arms so all I feel is his lips caressing mine. There is no frenzy, no desperation, just sweet soft desire.
He pulls back and we stare at each other for so long I lose track of time. I have no idea what the look in his eyes is but it's beautiful. Suddenly he sits up and pulls me with him. He yanks me into his arms then sets me gently on the ground before taking my hand and leading me back down the hall.
"Let's have a drink and we can sit and relax, I'll even let you watch TV if you're good", he laughs.
"I'm always good", I say with mock offense.
"Sure you are", he turns to me smirking.
Once we reach the great room he pours us some wine and we sit close together on the sofa. That's when I remember the piano.
"You play piano?"
"Yes I can but I don't do it often", he seems sad about it.
"Why not?", I ask placing my hand on his knee, I feel like I should comfort him for some reason.
"I just don't have much time"
"Will you play for me?". His eyes snap to mine and he grins.
"You want to hear me play?"
"Of course I do!", who wouldn't ?
He stands and I follow. We walk over to his beautiful piano and he sits before stretching his arms out in front of him as if to prepare, then he looks over to me.
"Aren't you going to sit", he says gesturing to the spot beside him. It hadn't even occurred to me but I gladly take my place beside him. Then he begins.
He plays and he plays and I watch mesmerised as his fingers flow over the keys with so much grace. I have no idea what he's playing but it is beautiful and soothing. I melt into his side, gently resting my head on his shoulder but I make sure not to disrupt him. I can feel how relaxed his body is, how calm he feels. I feel exactly the same and for some reason the atmosphere of the situation feels erotic.
I reach over and place a kiss on his neck and I watch as he shivers but doesn't miss a beat. My arms slide around his waist and I kiss his cheek this time. It is then that the song comes to an end and he turns to me, pulling me into his lap so that my legs on either side if his. His head rest on mine again like earlier and his eyes close.
"What are you doing to me Ana?", his voice is desperate but I don't know what for.
"I don't know but whatever it is you're doing it to me too", he opens his eyes then and they blaze with passion, I can only gasp. He brings his hands up to cup my cheeks then brings his mouth to mine. He doesn't move his lips, he only keeps them pressed to mine and my hands reach around his neck.
"Stay with me tonight, I just want to hold you", he whispers pulling back. How the hell am I supposed to say no to that? I don't know what's happening to me but I feel like I crave this man.
"Yes of course"
He stands with me in his arms and carries me through his apartment, up the stairs and to his bedroom, setting me down on his bed.
"I'm sorry I just realised I have nothing for you to sleep in", he frowns as he stands in front of me
"It's okay just give me your shirt", I say smiling up at him. His face breaks into a grin and I watch as he walk into the bathroom to get changed. Moments later he comes out wearing a t-shirt and sleep pants, his shirt is in his hand.
Taking it from him I take my turn in the bathroom stripping of down to my underwear and pulling on his shirt. I then realise I don't have a toothbrush so I grab his hoping he won't mind. Five minutes later I walk back out to see him in bed with his hands behind his head smiling at me.
"God you look good like that", he says and it's almost a growl.
"Down boy", I laugh climbing in beside him. He kissed me long and deep before turning me the other way and snuggling in behind me. His arm wraps around my front and I sigh. I'm being caressed by the bed and the most beautiful man in the world. Just as my eyes start to droop I hear his voice.
"Goodnight Angel", he whispers and tightens his embrace, then I'm out like a light.