A/N: Hey I'm back! I completed my five-day challenge. It was a challenge to see if you could do a group exercise class a day. LOL I'm beat. I only did four out of the five, but I killed it! No, like I literally killed my legs LOL. Anyways, I'm back!

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What will it take to bring you back home?

For the last several minutes, those were the only words echoing in her brain. She could see the earnest look on his face, and it took everything inside of her not to melt into a puddle. She couldn't help it, she was weak when it came to one Christian Grey.

"Christian." Turning around to face him fully, she pulled him closer, until his face was only an inch away from hers.

"Make love to me. that's what it will take."

Christian studied her eyes, to see if that was what she really wanted. The fire in her eyes was answer enough. Groaning, Christian crushed his mouth to hers, delighting in her sigh, as she wrapped her arms around her neck. Snatching his mouth from hers, he stood. Mouth open in shock, Ana was ready to fight the man.

"Christian! Why on earth did you stop? Listen, I-"

Ana's voice was lost when he picked her up as if she weighed nothing, and headed to the stairs.

"Christian, put me down. I'm not as light as I used to be."

Hushing her, he kissed her cheek.

"Nonsense. You are still light as ever. The only thing that has changed is you are now carrying my son. My son, Ana." Christian beamed as he spoke the words, once again gazing at Ana in wonder. She returned his smile, glad to see he was proud of their future child. She ran her hand absently over her stomach.

"He is growing. Soon we'll have a little boy to spoil. Are you ready for all that?" she asked. Walking into their room, he set her down gently on the bed, before kneeling at her feet. He took off her shoes, as he spoke.

"Yes. I cannot wait to meet my son. The child we created because we loved each other so very much."

Tears welled in Ana's eyes at his simple statement. Her sniffle, brought his eyes back to hers. Alarmed, he cupped her face.

"What is it, Ana? Is something wrong? Should we head to the doctor?" Shaking her head, she wiped her tears.

"No. I'm fine. It's nothing but these darn hormones. I'm telling you, if I'm not eating, I'm crying my eyes out." Amused, and relieved, Christian lifted up her shirt, placing a kiss on her round stomach.

"Hey. Try to be easy on your mother. She will need all her strength to deal with daddy."

Giggling, Ana ran her hand through his hair, as he placed feather-light kisses on her stomach. Sliding her shirt further up her chest, Ana raised her arms, so he could easily pull off the soft top. He groaned aloud at the sight. Ana was never small-chested. However, this pregnancy made her breasts look even more spectacular. Ana saw where his eyes were resting, and smirked.

"See something you like?" she asked coyly. Nodding, he cupped her lace-covered breasts, kneading them gently. Lowering his mouth, he kissed each one, before quickly removing her bra. She gasped as his hands touched her sensitive, and tender breasts, and hissed, when he squeezed.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" he whispered across her flushed skin.

"No. they're just overly sensitive. I can barely put my bra on." Raising dark eyes to hers, he spoke huskily.

"Then don't. Wear any bras, I mean."

Eyebrow raised, she waited for him to continue. When he didn't, she spoke.
"What about when I go out?"

"What about it? Ana, if it hurts, and you're in pain, then don't wear it. You should be comfortable all the time. Besides, they are quite wonderful," he added, tongue in cheek. Rolling her eyes, she ran her hands over his chest.

"They're big. Bigger than most." Christian noted she seemed embarrassed, and he hadn't the faintest clue why.

"And that's bad because...? Ana. You are a pregnant woman. A beautiful, sexy, intelligent pregnant woman. Even now, you look like some kind of fertility goddess. No one will care." Before she could elaborate further, Christian took one into his mouth, and sucked.

Hard.

Arching into his mouth, Ana half sighed, and screamed.

"Christian! I'm coming!"

It'd been so long, and just the thought of Christian's hands, and mouth on her body caused her to orgasm. Christian noted that Ana was more responsive than usual, and if possible, it made him harder.

"God, Ana. You drive me insane." Wrapping her legs around his kneeling body, Ana mewled when he switched breasts, and started his hard, then soft sucking. She gripped his hair tighter, and she felt herself becoming wetter from his touch. Pulling away, Christian slid his hands under her tights, ripping the thin material apart. He kissed down her stomach, to her core, inhaling the sweet, unique scent that was his wife.

Spreading her lips, he licked around her clit, which caused her to moan loudly, before falling back onto the bed. She was keening, as he gently bit on the ball of nerves. Her toes were curled, her heart was racing, and she felt as if she would go out of her mind.

"Baby, you taste so good. And you're so wet."

Biting her lip, she could only whimper as he circled her entrance, before sliding one, then two fingers inside of her.

"So, tight. That's it. Come for me, baby."

Tears were welling in her eyes at how good Christian's fingers felt inside of her. She felt herself coming again, and moaned through her second orgasm. Christian's fingers, were soaked, but he loved every minute of it. Ana always needed him, but to see her completely gone, in another dimension over wanting pleasure was his undoing. Standing, he wrestled briefly with his pants, before stroking his member.

"I want you to come over my cock, Ana. I want you to come again, and again. All night. But first, I need you on your hands and knees."

Still slightly breathless from her last release, she nodded before turning around. She glanced at him over her shoulder, and licked her lips, when she saw him stroking his cock.

"Put it in me, baby. Put your cock inside of me."

If Christian was surprised, he didn't show it, but silently he was. Ana was every inch a tigress, and Christian was more than happy to be her victim.

"Yeah? How bad do you want it?" he asked, taunting her. he slid it between her cheeks, allowing her natural slickness, to add even more slip to his cock. Biting her lip at the sheer torture he was putting her through, she screamed his name again.

"Christian! I need it bad. So, bad, baby."

Circling her entrance with the head of his cock, he leaned over her. whispering in her ear, he spoke.

"Can you take it, Ana? All of me in one go? Can you? Or are you all just talk," he added. Ana's eyes narrowed as she pushed back onto his cock, smirking at his surprised groan.

"Yes. I can take all of you. But can you take all of me?" she questioned, swiveling her hips a bit. Steadying her body with his hands, he pulled out, only to slam back inside of her. Arching into his body, Ana's hands dug into the sheets, as Christian set up a slow, yet steady rhythm. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as he would speed up, then slow down. Ana felt herself coming again, and could barely warn the man.

"Christian!" was all she shouted, before she came again, coating his cock. Christian knew he couldn't hold off any longer. It'd been a long time since he'd been inside his wife, and as usual, she was able to drive him to the brink of insanity.

"Ana!" was all he could muster, before he too, came. Gasping for breath, he gently pulled out of her, before flopping ungracefully beside her. Turning slightly to him, she smiled, before kissing her lips. He moaned as she pulled away, and closed his eyes as she kissed down his body. He thought she would stop, once she reached his chest. But, he should've known. His eyes flew open as she began to suck on his cock. Now it was his turn for his head to fall back into the bed.

"Ana, I don't think I can-"

Pulling away with a pop, she moaned at the taste of the two of them.

"Yes. Yes, you can, Christian. I want to ride your cock, and you will allow me to do that. You asked what I wanted, well this is it. I want you. All the time. At my disposal. Do you think you can handle that?" she questioned, stroking his thick, long length. She was pleased to see how quickly he was once again standing at attention. Christian felt as if his eyes would bug out of his head.

Who was this crazed, oversexed woman, and what did she do with my wife?

Swallowing, he watched as she kneeled before she sat astride him, slowly taking every inch of him back into her warmth.

"Unless, of course, you find yourself not up for the job," she added, loving the instant heat in his gaze.

"Or what? You'll find someone else for the job?"

Not answering him, she only moved her hips, before grinding onto him harder, causing both of them to cry out in satisfaction. Gripping her backside, he slapped it, causing her to jump.

"Come on, then. Ride it, Ana. Ride my cock. And don't stop unless I say to."

Placing her hands on his chest, she bit back.

"I will stop when I want to, and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, Christian."
Moving his hands to her breasts, he pulled on her nipples, causing her to become even wetter.

"There isn't anything I can do about it, baby?" he smirked. Just as bold, Ana reached back, and squeezed his balls, causing his eyes to roll in the back of his head. Leaning forward, she kissed his lips, before biting on them.

"Like I said. I will do what I want, and when I want. Right now, I want to do you. Do you understand?" Not willing to concede yet, he refused to answer. That was until she raked her hands down his chest.

And kissed that spot on his neck.

And gripped his balls even tighter.

"I understand!" he shouted out, unable to withstand too much of her wonderful torture.

What a way to go, though.

"Good." Leaning back, Ana rested her hands on his strong muscular thighs, and moved his hard length in and out of her. Christian kept his eyes locked on hers, as she moved his body the way she wanted.

The way she needed.

It was then that he understood. Ana needed him, but she was no longer going to sit back, and let him set the pace. From now on, she would determine the speed.

I can hear you, love. I can hear you, loud and clear. Never again, Ana. Never again.

He hoped his eyes were able to convey that he was hers. That as long as she wanted him, he would do whatever she wanted, give her whatever she needed. Speeding up a bit, Ana moved her hands from his thighs, back to his chest, he could see her energy wavering, and he slid his hands around her lower back for support. He wanted to take control, but he wanted her to say it. It was the only way they would be successful in and out of the bedroom.

"Christian. I need you."

Smiling up at the love of his life, he nodded.

"I know. I need you too."

Once she lowered her body onto his, he flipped them over, and worked on getting them both over the cliff. Moments later, the two were able to fall back into each other's arms, and fast asleep.

Yay! They did it! Now, onto getting back into the swing of things before the baby gets here! Love you all, and leave a review, it makes my day!