Christian's POV
I'm over-worked for tomorrow but it's not because of my commencement speech. Miss Steele returned home almost five hours ago but hasn't e-mailed me to inform me of the contract. She had no extra work and I know she arrived so what could be keeping her? Is she avoiding me or is the contract too much for her to handle? I'm an impatient man and I need to know. I feel complied to e-mail her but I assume she could be asleep. Before I can ponder over it longer, Taylor captures my attention.
"Sir, can I have a word?", he asks.
"What is it Taylor?"
"It's my daughter Sir. She's in the hospital again and I wish to go and see her if I may."
"Of course. Stay as long as you need. I can drive myself to Ana, Miss Steele's, graduation."
"Thank you, Sir. Do you wish me to keep you informed on her condition?"
"Please. I hope she feels well soon."
"Thank you, Sir", he replies before heading for the elevator. His daughter, Sophie, has been ill for a few months now and the doctors are still trying to find a cure for it. Even my mother has been fighting with them and it's caused Taylor to be out more than usual to go and see her. He's been loyal to me for years so it's the least I could do for him.
As I'm going over my notes for tomorrow, I hear a ping from my computer and wonder who could be e-mailing me at 11:30 at night. I check and grin at the subject text; it's from Miss Steele.
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Rolling My Eyes
Date: May 12 2011 11:31
To: Christian Grey
Sir, this contract is fairly detailed and I wonder if you wrote it yourself. I might have to keep this arrangement on further hold.
Anastasia Steele
Intern to Christian Grey
I'm starting to see more of why I was drawn to this woman when she first fell into my office. I quickly type up my reply and press send.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Easy
Date: May 12 2011 11:33
To: Anastasia Steele
Miss Steele, I wonder if you are a slow reader since you are just now responding to me about the contract. It is fairly detailed, which I failed to mention as I had the pleasure of your company the other night, but it's not a final copy. We can negotiate any particulars that you wish to remove or alter. Do you have any questions for me yet?
P.S. I warned you about rolling your eyes at me…
Christian Grey
CEO and Dominant, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: So Persistent
Date: May 12 2011 11:35
To: Christian Grey
I know and I'm still holding you to that promise.
I have many questions but I don't think e-mailing is enough for them.
Anastasia Steele
Intern to Christian Grey
I feel eccentrically entertained by this banter with Miss Steele. She's an impossible and stubborn woman, but it just advances my interest. I type my response.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Wishing Sunday Was Here…
Date: May 12 2011 11:38
To: Anastasia Steele
Fair point well made, Miss Steele. I'd be disappointed if you didn't. Have you done any research?
Christian Grey
CEO and Dominant, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Easy Yourself
Date: May 12 2011 11:40
To: Christian Grey
I have.
Anastasia Steele
Intern to Christian Grey
Oh?
From: Christian Grey
RE: Subject: Easy Yourself
Date: May 12 2011 11:43
To: Anastasia Steele
And?
Christian Grey
CEO and Still Dominant, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
From: Anastasia Steele
RE: Subject: Easy Yourself
Date: May 12 2011 11:45
To: Christian Grey
And it was nice knowing you. I'll see you tomorrow, Sir.
Anastasia Steele
Intern to Christian Grey
What? It wasn't the answer I was hoping for. We didn't even discuss the contract and she wants to leave? How did this happen?
I sit staring at the screen as I try to figure out why she suddenly changed her mind. I've never had a Submissive turn me down this easily but Miss Steele has juts done it through e-mail. E-mail. As if meeting me in person was never on her agenda. Why didn't she explain her answer or at least indicate that she wanted out? I thought she wanted this, otherwise she wouldn't have been teasing me like that. I'm left stunned by her response. I open up my e-mails again but I don't know what to say. Was she serious? Maybe I should give my reaction in person. She has a busy day tomorrow but I don't wish to discuss this after her graduation. I need to know if this is what she meant. Finally, I grab my keys, jacket, my favorite tie and a few foil packets just in case. She has some explaining to do and I want to see her to see what she has to say.
The traffic is hell but I finally arrive at Miss Steele's apartment. I notice the lights are still on so I'm hoping that she's still awake. Elliot mentioned that Kate would be staying with him—as if I care—so I don't have to worry about her getting in the way. I step out and walk up the flight of stairs before knocking on the door. Soon, Miss Steele answers and I can tell she's surprised to see me.
"Christian?"
"Can I come in?", I ask with a cold stare, trying my best to hide my temper at her comments. She lets me in and closes the door.
"What are you doing here?"
"I thought I should retort in person. You have a nice apartment."
"Um, can I get you anything?"
"I'm not in the mood", I say as I come closer to her. Her chest is heaving but her breathing is shallow. I reach out to gently caress her cheek and she moves her head deeper in my touch.
"So", I begin. "It's been 'nice' knowing me has it?"
"I was only joking", she says quietly. Good. A better response to our arrangement. She's slowly learning and it's pleasing.
"A joke, Miss Steele?"
"I was hoping you would come by", she whispers. Oh?
"Why, Miss Steele? Were you hoping for punishment?"
"Maybe", she replies as she bites her lip. My cock twitches in response.
"Stop biting that lip. I want to do that but first, let me remind you how nice it was", I say, emphasizing the word. All too soon she launches herself at me and I miraculously stop her by grabbing her wrists.
"That's off-limits. Where's your bedroom?", I ask as I pin her wrists behind her.
"Down the hall. Um, the door is open."
"Do you want this?", I ask.
"Yes. Please, Sir." That was all I needed. I pick her up and carry her to her bedroom and close the door with my foot. I walk over to her bed and throw her on. I take my jacket off and throw it on the floor. I then reach into my pocket and pull out my tie. Miss Steele looks staggered but also amused. I climb on the bed and kneel above her.
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes, please", she retorts and holds out her wrists. I take them and skillfully tie them around and then attach tie the loose ends to the iron bar behind her. I lower myself to kiss her but when my lips are inches away, I climb off and walk around to the foot of the bed. I pull her legs around to face me and she gasps at my advances.
"Don't make a sound", I order. I pull her jeans off and proceed in removing her panties as well. I then climb back on the bed and lift her shirt before unzipping her sports bra and raise them up to cover her eyes. She's now laying naked before me and I'm anxious to teach her a lesson.
"Stay here", I smirk at her and leave to find some champagne. I find a bottle sitting on the counter that looks fairly new and grab two glasses from the cabinet above. I take one of them and fill it half-full of ice. I then take them back to Miss Steele's room and close the door again in case Miss Kavanagh might come back. I set the glasses down on Miss Steele's nightstand and proceed in removing my shirt and jeans. I leave my boxers on and open the champagne bottle and pour myself a glass. By this time, Miss Steele is breathing heavily and waiting for me.
"Are you thirsty?", I ask her. She nods in response. Good girl.
I take a sip of the champagne and swallow it. It's not what I usually buy but it'll do. I take another and lean down over Ana before kissing her, exposing her mouth to the cool, crisp drink.
"More?" She nods. I repeat the process and she licks the excess off her lips. I then take an ice cube from the other glass and put it in my mouth. I climb back on the bed and kiss her with the ice still inside. I slide it down with my teeth past her chin, throat, and ultimately reach her nipple and watch it harden under the coolness of the ice. I then place it between her breasts and take her nipple in my mouth. I suck it hard and gently bite it as Miss Steele squirms under me, quietly moaning as I suck a little harder. I grab the ice again and repeat the same process on the other nipple.
I slide the ice down her body and leave it on her naval. I look up at her and see that she's gasping as her legs twist under me. I move my hips to her clitoris and lightly rub my growing erection over her.
"You see what you do to me? I want to bury myself in you and make you come over and over. Do you want that, Anastasia?"
"Please", she whimpers.
"Right now?", I tease her.
"Please", she moans.
"Was this nice?" She smiles and I decide to give her what she wants. I instantly flip her and slap her behind as I pull her up on all fours and move my boxers down before throwing them to the floor. I reach my jacket and pull out a foil packet, tearing it and sliding on the condom as I throw the wrapper on the floor. I enter Miss Steele and lean forward so she feels every inch. I grab her hand and wrap it around my hand and grip her shoulder to hold her in place. I then rock my hips back and forth and she moans under me. I grunt at her tightness as she matches my every move, greedily taking more of me. I feel her walls tightening and I feel my own release coming as well.
I hear a muffled scream of what sounds like my name, and Anastasia sinks lower into the bed as I curse and come soon after her. I collapse on her back, trying to catch my breath, and gently slide out of her as she groans under me. I take off the condom and advance in removing the tie and I slide the blindfold off and toss it on the floor beside my jacket. I flip Miss Steele over and she's panting as heavily as me. I gaze down at her as her eyes are closed and she's sweating from top to bottom. She looks glorious. I lay down beside her and prop my head on my arm. She turns to face me and smiles in pleasure.
"That was really nice", she remarks. I smooth her hair away from her face and smile back.
"Is that what you wanted?"
"I wouldn't have sent that e-mail if I didn't. Are you mad at me?" What? Why would think I was mad about it?
"No, but you succeeded in startling me. I've never had a Submissive refuse that quickly."
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to see you before today", she says as she looks down rather shy.
"Hey", I say as I caress her face and graze my thumb over her bottom lip. "Don't be sorry. I found it amusing but wanted to make sure. I still want you in my Play Room on Sunday but at least now you know how serious I am about punishment."
"How far would you punish me?"
"It depends on your behavior."
"Will all the times be like this?"
"Ana, I've already told you that I don't plan on hurting you beyond what you can handle."
"I know. I've just never known a man like you before so it's hard to get used to this right away."
"You haven't?" I find this hard to believe. Considering the actions of the waiter at the Italian restaurant it wouldn't surprise me that Miss Steele has had many admirers before me. I can believe she was a virgin before me—in some ways—but surely I'm not the only man that's been this way in the past.
"No. I told you, I've never met someone I wanted."
"Have you ever kissed a guy before?"
"A few times but it never went beyond that."
"You intrigue me, Miss Steele."
"I could say the same about you." She then reaches out her hand and starts to stroke my face. I stiffen by her touch and gently take her hand away. I can't bare to be touched.
"What about here?", she asks as she starts to touch my chest. I stop her hand before she can.
"Why not? Is it breaking the rules?"
"I can't be touched, Anastasia. You should know that by now."
"Will I ever be able to touch you? Is it that wrong?"
"It's not wrong Anastasia. I just don't want you to." I release her hand and she places it by her chest. Good girl.
"Are you still considering our arrangement?", I ask.
"I'm still thinking about it but I want to try at least. I wasn't kidding when I said it was fairly detailed", she giggles.
"That's a lovely sound."
"What is?"
"Your laugh." She blushes at my comment.
"I'm not a great giggler."
"Don't look away from me. It's okay", I say coldly but gently.
"Are you helping me and Kate move Sir?", she asks out of nowhere. I really wish my mother would stop with her suggestions.
"I don't think I can. I have too much work to do."
"Please?", she asks.
"I'll see what I can do. When are you moving?"
"We're planning on moving right after graduation. Her parents live near our new apartment and she'll be out with them the rest of the night."
"I might be able to come."
"Why didn't you tell me that Elliot was your brother? He told Kate about the helicopter ride and she confronted me about it."
"Damn it", I say under my breath.
"Why did you tell him?"
"We were talking on the phone and I felt complied to tell him. He calls me at least once every day and I somehow brought it up. I didn't mean to worry Miss Kavanagh."
"It's fine."
"I also didn't feel the need to tell you his name. He might be my brother but it wasn't by choice."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. I'm not mad at you."
"Am I supposed to tell anyone about us?"
"Have you?" As I ask this, she looks down as if in shame.
"Kate assumed that we had sex but I didn't tell her anything else."
"Does she approve?"
"She was happy for me."
"Good, and no you can't. don't extend the conversation and don't bring up the contract. She'll have my balls if she finds out."
"Yes, Sir."
Do you have any questions for me? About the contract?"
"I have a lot but I can't think of any right now."
"Do you want to discuss it before we meet on Sunday?"
"As it's a contract, I would like a business meeting. In your office at work if you please."
"So persistent, Miss Steele."
"As are you, Mr. Grey." I lean down and kiss her, pleased by her answer. I climb on top of her and pin her hands down in the pillow and hear her faintly moan under me. When I pull away, we're both left panting.
"I have to go. We both need our sleep for later."
"You're not staying?"
"I told you, I don't sleep with anyone."
"Well can we negotiate?" I smile and kiss her head before climbing off and getting dressed.
"Please?" When I look at her, her eyes are pleading with me to stay. I don't have my suit available and Taylor is too far away for me to ask him to bring one. Me staying isn't the best choice right now.
"I'm not ready for tomorrow Miss Steele, and I don't want to be late for my speech", I say with a half-smirk.
"The ceremony isn't until ten. You could leave before then."
"So controlling, Miss Steele."
"I think we all know who the control freak is, Mr. Grey."
"Control freak?" Why do I find this amusing?
"You should know that by now", she responds, throwing my words back me.
"Fair point well made, Miss Steele."
"Then can you stay?" Oh Christian, just put her out of her misery.
"Fine, but only because you insisted on an important day." With that, I climb into bed and turn her bedside lamp off. She turns around and I cover her with the quilt on her bed before wrapping myself around her. She holds my hand and I can sense a small smile on her face.
"Sleep", I order and soon we're both closed off for the night. Maybe this won't be so bad. At least she's still willing. I smile at the thought and drift off, holding Miss Steele close and tight.