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We enter my bedroom and I turn on the light. It feels strange having a woman in my bedroom but because it's Ana I don't seem to mind as much. Actually, come to think of it, I think I might enjoy this. She quickly scans the room, taking in the decoration. Large glass windows overlook the Seattle skyline, white walls, and my pale blue reading chair and bedspread. My bed is a large oversized four-poster whose wood perfectly matches that of my dresser. As she looks around, I move to the dresser and take off my watch.
Is this really happening? I'm about to make love to Miss Anastasia Steele. Someone pinch me please. No, no, let's pinch her, my subconscious jumps in. The thought brings a smile to my eyes and I notice her panting and trembling in front of me. I slowly remove my jacket and place it on the chair. Yes Miss Steele, I'm going slowly just for you. Drink it in. I can't wait to get you out of your clothing also.
I'm going to make you come like a train Ana. And I can't wait to jump on that express line. I'm just dressed in my jeans and white linen shirt and I note that her breathing has again increased in speed. Keep going like this and she'll come before you even touch her, Grey. Mmmm… I don't think I mind the sounds of that.
She is so damn beautiful. I can't wait to have my hands on her. My mouth on her. My cock inside her. How astonishing that this woman, the most innocent woman, is choosing me? She's going to trust me with this. I need to trust myself.
Listen to her, read her body, keep yourself in control. Tonight is about taking it slow, cherishing her, Christian. You can do this. Just focus on Ana. Just focus on the beautiful woman in your bed.
My heart swells at the thought and I move across the room toward her. I mask my excitement by putting on my ultra-confident smile as I take off each shoe and sock individually, maintaining eye contact with those benevolent blue eyes the entire time.
If she's a virgin Grey make sure you wrap it before you tap it my subconscious buts in, but I'm thankful as I ask if she's on the pill even though I'm certain her answer will be no. I reach into my drawer and take out a packet of condoms. Ever prepared. Ever hopeful.
"Do you want the blinds drawn?" I ask.
"I don't mind." Christ her voice is raspy and so sexy, I can't wait. "I thought you didn't let anyone sleep in your bed."
Hmmm. How can I avoid this question right now, because the way she is looking at me under those long lashes, I'd give her the world twice over. Focus on her desire. Say something to make her squirm, Grey.
"Who says we're going to sleep?" I say under my breath, hoping it was just loud enough for her to hear. I glance at her and I have my answer. Her thighs have tightened against each other and her chest has increased intensity in its rise and fall beneath her shirt. I want to unleash those beautiful breasts Miss Steele.
I prowl toward her, fueled by her physical reactions to my words and me. My heart feels like it's everywhere at once; in my chest beating against my ribcage, my ears, my throat, and the bottom of my stomach. Not to mention, my dick at this point too, throbbing and pitching a tent in my jeans just looking at her fully clothed.
"Let's get this jacket off, shall we?" My fingers itch to touch her skin as I grab the sides and slowly peel it off her shoulders. Let's make her anticipation rise, Grey. Let's have some fun.
"Do you have any idea how much I want you, Ana Steele?" I whisper. I hear her breath stick in her throat and I know I've got her right where I want her. I look deep into her ocean blue eyes and can't help how wonderful it feels to be lost there for a moment. Get lost in all of her Christian, not just her eyes, beautiful as they may be. Right. The rest of her… I reach up and trace the back of my fingers down her face and they find a home at her chin. Don't concentrate just on hip lips Grey. This is going to be over way before it starts you keep that up!
I take a deep breath and whisper, "Do you have any idea what I'm going to do to you?" Leaning in, I close the distance between our mouths and tilted her chin upward.
Looking into her eyes, her pupils were huge, a pure sign of her desire for me. She swallowed as I paused here; just close enough to taste her sweet breath on my lips. I placed a swift, soft kiss on her lips and it was almost my undoing.
Desire ran through my body like a shock wave and it was almost my undoing. My whole body felt as though it had caught fire in the most glorious warmth I'd ever experienced. Holy shit, what is that? I want more.
My kiss began increasing in intensity, as I demanded more from her. I wanted to take everything she had and never lose the feeling. I slowly unbuttoned and peeled her out of her shirt, each time my fingertips brushed against her skin another jolt of warmth and electricity surged through my system. This is glorious.
I stand back to look at the beautiful woman standing in front of me. "Oh Ana. You have the most beautiful skin, pale and flawless. I want to kiss every single inch of it." Hmm, maybe I can do part of this hearts and flowers deal after all. Fat chance kid. You'll need more. I decide to ignore my subconscious for the remainder of the evening. Nothing he has to say will be of use anyway. I want to focus solely on the ravishing creature glowing before me.
I reach out and remove her hair tie so her hair cascades down her back and over her shoulders. "I like brunettes," I say quietly, more to myself than to her. Suddenly my subconscious tries to jump in again with a snide remark about the crack whore, but really, now is not the time. I push the thought away by burying myself in Miss Steele and her impeccable mouth.
I demand her to let me in, our tongues sliding over one another and her body seemed to melt into mine instantly. I felt my entire body harden at the connection. Christ, this is amazing, and I'm not even inside her yet. I want to kiss every inch of her. Now.
I pull her against my body, burying one hand in her hair holding her head in place while the other travels luxuriously down her body and lands on her fine ass. I squeeze that full bottom of hers then pull her harder against me, reveling in the feel of her against my erection. My moans softly into my mouth and again I almost come undone. I want her so badly.
She reaches to grab my arms and I tense for a second, and then give into the sensations of our bodies against each other and our mouths entwined. Her hands move from my biceps to my face and hair. I feel a smile creep across my face as she tugs on my hair and moans into my mouth again. Fuck me, Ana.
I walk her slowly backward until her knees find the bed. I want to see what her innocent face looks like when I inhale those delicious pheromones and make her come with my tongue. I drop to me knees in front of her and her eyes widen. She reminds me of a deer in headlights, but a horny deer as her breathing is shallow and she's sinking her teeth into her bottom lip with a ferocity I've not seen from her yet. I grab her hips in my hands to keep her in place and run my tongue along her stomach then give her tiny bites across the waistline of her jeans.
"Ah," she groans and my cock twitches in response. Ha, there's plenty more where that came from Miss Steele. Ready or not, you're about to come.
I look up at her and from this angle her breasts look delicious in that pale blue lacy bra and her eyes shine. I reach up and undo the zipper, purposefully taking my time. I really want to enjoy this. I look her in the eyes as I continue to strip her of her jeans. Noting that each time our flesh meets my fingertips set aflame again.
Showtime, Grey.
I like my lips and steady myself before diving into the apex of her thighs and inhaling deeply.
"You smell so good," I say and I can't hide the look of pure pleasure stretching across my face as I verbalize those words. Wow.
I pull the duvet off the bed and push her gently onto the sheets so I have unfettered access to her feet. She props herself onto her elbows to witness what is coming next. You'll never guess Miss Steele.
I decide to drag the pleasure out. I take off each shoe and sock, slowly running my fingernail up the instep of her feet. Then I mirror this with my tongue, then my teeth. I can see the evidence of her arousal on her panties and the sight makes me smile. She squirms under the touch and groans as she grips the side of the bed and lays back down. I can't help the small laughter that escapes my throat.
"Oh, Ana, what I could do to you." I whisper. Fuck, she's so responsive.
I finish removing her jeans from her ankles and stand to take in the sight gracing my four-post bed. I need to be inside of her.
I feel my heart skip in my chest and I swallow a hard knot in my throat. Holy fuck.
"You're very beautiful, Anastasia Steele. I can't wait to be inside you." I say with honesty, trying to cram as much of the carnality I'm feeling into the words. But they spill out with a touch more of admiration than I anticipated. I need a moment to reign myself in.
"Show me how you pleasure yourself, Ana." She frowns immediately. What is she embarrassed?
"Don't be coy, Ana, show me." I whisper softly.
"I don't know what you mean," she says as she shakes her head.
"How do you make yourself come? I want to see." I need to see it before I put my hands on you. I don't want to lose control yet.
I see her shake her head again. "I don't."
I feel my eyebrows shoot up toward the heavens and I shake my head in total disbelief. I didn't think there was a woman over seventeen who didn't pleasure herself. Well I'll be damned. I'm learning a lot of new things today, aren't I? Miss Steele is a virgin. Not for long. Miss Steele doesn't touch herself. Which means Miss Steele has never experienced the mind numbing affects of an orgasm. Wow. I think I'm the perfect man to fulfill that honor this evening. Yes. The pleasure will be all mine.
"Well, we'll have to see what we can do about that." I say as I unbutton my jeans and slide them down, looking at Ana the entire time. I grab her ankles and pull her swiftly toward the edge of the bed. Keep her on her toes!
In this close proximity, I feel the heat radiating between our bodies. Sex has never felt like this, and we haven't even really started yet. Fuck. Is this what I've been missing?
I maintain my dominant command as I hover over her between her legs, demanding her to keep still. I trail kisses from the inside of her thigh, purposefully moving over the lacey material of her thong, and continuing up her belly landing finally on her luscious breasts.
"Baby, we're going to have to work n keeping you still."
I lie beside her on the bed, my erection pushing into her hip, and drag my hand up from her knee to her breasts; retracing the line my kisses have left stinging into her flesh. I take her breast into my hand and am in awe of how perfectly it fills my palms.
"You fit my hand perfectly, Anastasia." I push my fingertip into her bra and free her beautiful nipples from their lace prison. I repeat this on her other breast until both are free and open for the taking. Her nipples harden immediately. Pink round circles turn a darker shade as the blood rushes there.
"Very nice," I whisper as I blow a gentle breath onto one to distract her while my hand moves to the other. I roll her nipple back and forth and enjoy watching her eyes close and her chest rise in response to my touch. Yes, Miss Steele, this is only the beginning of the pleasure I can show you. Shall I make you come like this? I think so.
Her knuckles turn white on the sheets as my lips find the breast my hand is not already attending to. Her moans and sharp breaths are pushing me forward.
"Let's see if we can make you come like this," I whisper, breathing cool air onto her now wet and ultra-sensitive nipple. I continue my slow; near torturous attention to her breasts until I begin to see her muscles tense.
"Oh…. Please," she begs and her head arches back and her mouth forms a perfect o. I can feel her fighting the release.
"Let go, baby." I tighten my pinch on her nipple and bear my teeth as she falls apart, shattering, in my hands. I bring my lips to hers and absorb the vibration of her moans into my mouth.
Well, that was rewarding. And I haven't even begun to get off yet. This will be a night to remember.
Once her body is no longer shuddering in response, I break from her mouth and look into her eyes. They are dancing with joy and awe. I sport a smile of pure satisfaction on mine.
"You are very responsive, you're going to have to learn to control that, and it's going to be so much fun teaching you how." I say and I bury myself in her kiss again.
My hand begins to explore her body, running languidly south until I find her sex. I slip my fingers into the lace and can't help my gasp when I feel how wet she is. Fuck, and that's all for me right now. Christ, she's so wet.
"You're so deliciously wet. God, I want you." I push my finger inside her and she cries out in response. This only fuels me further and I repeat it again and again, harder and harder.
I need to be inside of her. Now. I can't wait any longer.
I pull off the lace barrier and my boxers so there is no longer anything separating us and grab a condom from the bedside table. I smile when I see how wide her eyes are as they stare fixed on my erection.
"Don't worry," I say as I pull on the condom, "You expand, too."
I lean down over her, my hands resting on either side of the bed and I grip a handful of the sheets in each fist. Slow and steady, Christian. This is about making her feel loved and cherished, not just about how many orgasms you can give her before she's spent.
I stare into her eyes and ask, "You really want to do this?" Please say yes, I don't think I could stand you changing your mind now.
"Please," she responds. Her voice laced with need. With those words and the tone of her voice, my libido is ignited again and I want to fuck her, long and hard. Screw the hearts and flowers; I want to fuck her. I need to fuck her.
"Pull your knees up," I order. "I'm going to fuck you now, Miss Steele." I say as I position the head of my cock right at her entrance. I can feel her heat. I almost come undone at the mere thought of what's to come next. "Hard." And with a single thrust of my hips, I'm buried in her warmth.
"Aargh!" She cries out as her body tenses beneath me.
You fuck head. Christian, you just tore through her, literally. You needed to ease into it. No. She's okay. She has to be. But my God she feels so damn good.
I can feel my breathing is more erratic, matching hers as we look into one another's eyes.
"You're so tight baby. Are you okay?" I ask as the concern drips from my words. Her hands grip tightly to my forearms and I remain perfectly still. Once she's accustomed, we're taking off like a rocket. Pace yourself Grey.
"I'm going to move, baby," I say and I move to the tip before surging forward again. At her cry I still again, concerned.
"More?" My voice sounds strange to even my own ears, more crude.
"Yes," she breathes and as I repeat the motion her cry converts to a moan as her body becomes familiarized with the sensation.
"Again?" I ask, knowing the answer before the words even fall from my mouth. She's ready.
"Yes." I hear, and it's my green light. I move this time without stopping. I let my weight push her into the mattress as I shift to my elbows. Feeling her tits pushing into my chest through my shirt is utterly incredible. I wonder in the back of my mind what it would be like to not have my shirt on at this moment, but shake it off and return sole focus to the rhythm of our hips and the mingling of our breath. I set a pounding rhythm and she meets me each time. I grab her face and kiss her passionately. Taking time to pull on her lip and suck hard. I feel her body begin to tighten under me and her skin becomes slick with a shine of sweat. Each powerful thrust bringing her climax nearer. Christ, she feels like fucking heaven.
"Come for me, Ana," I choke out as her body releases and I follow suit, calling her name as we shatter together.