Enjoy Xx And as always, please excuse any and all grammar mistakes. (There will be some, perhaps a lot.)
APOV
"Is that… Jared?" Kate asks me as she looks in the rear view mirror while driving.
I turn in the passenger seat to get a better look. I see a black sports car behind us, but it's pretty dark and I can't see the driver clearly.
"I don't know, Kate."
"Do you think he is following us?" She asks confused at the situation.
What do I say, Yes? To be fair, I don't even know if it's him… and if it is him, if he is following us.
"I don't think so. If it is him, why would he be following us?"
"Because he is a stalker. Ana, this is serious. You have to tell Christian." She answers.
"I can't tell him! He would blow it waaaay out of proportion. Plus, we don't even know if he is stalking us. We don't even know if it's him!" I point out.
"You."
"Huh?"
"You… he is stalking you, not us."
"He is NOT stalking me."
"For fucks sake Ana. He is. He shows up wherever you are. You see the way he looks at you. It's so freaking creepy, Ana. I am taking the next exit." She continues to alternate glances at the freeway and rear view mirror.
I sit back in my seat and pray that this is all just a misunderstanding. What is Jared playing at? Surely if he was stalking he'd be blowing up my phone and showing up at my house. Right? If he is, I wonder what has happened to make him act this way. When we first met he was kind, and friendly. He even showed me a little about playing pool. Things didn't start to get weird until that night at Lucky Strike. He was stupid mad that Christian was all over me. After that, things got awkward. He started acting really shady. Refusing to workout with me, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but for real? Just because I don't want to be with you, you have to go to that extreme?
I haven't told Christian, because what the hell I am supposed to tell him? 'Hey babe, I see Jared all the time. All over Bellevue, and on my runs.' He hasn't even attempted to talk to me. That is not stalking. He can be wherever he wants to be.
"Where does this exit lead?" I ask Kate as she pulls off the freeway.
"Who knows Steele… I just wanted to see if he followed. And he did…"
"What?!" I screech and turn around. Surely there is the black sports call following behind.
Oh fuck. This can't be good.
"What do we do?" I ask frantically.
"Try to lose him… I don't know. Call Christian."
"I am not going to call him, Kate. That would just cause more problems. Christian would have a fucking fit."
"Well maybe that's what Jared needs. Someone to kick his fucking ass. You know Christian would rip his head off."
Of course I know. I give her a look.
"And that is why you" I point at her " and I are not going to tell him."
"Ana, stop acting stupid."
"Do you really think Christian needs this shit right now? He just graduated, he is starting his business… he works nonstop. Only making time for me. He doesn't need this bullshit."
"He is not my favorite person, but he should know, Ana. At least tell Ray."
I am not telling him!
I turn around again and the car is still behind us.
"He's still behind us." I tell Kate.
"No shit. And now we have a bigger problem."
"What now?"
"We are going to run out of gas and I have no idea where we are."
"You've got to be shitting me, Kate!"
This is a fucking mess.
"I'm not. I thought we were going straight home! I didn't know another of your psycho friends were going to follow us and I was going to have to drive all over Seattle to lose them. " She mutters the last part.
"That was fucking low, Kate." I tell her at her jab to Leila.
"I didn't mean it like that, Ana. Sorry."
"It's fine. Just pull in somewhere to get gas."
She pulls into a gas station and I turn to see the black car drive past us. Maybe he wasn't following us. Maybe it wasn't Jared.
"Ana… lock your door."
Huh? What? I start to look out the window and see a group of people on the corner. They look to be gang members or crack dealers or something we should not be involved in.
It's past 9pm. Kate and I came to Seattle to find an outfit for tomorrow. We are going out on a boat that Elliot rented to celebrate Christian's 18th birthday. We weren't supposed to be gone this long.
"Kate! Go to a different one." I demand.
"Ana, we won't make it to another gas station."
"Okay…" I breathe in " we'll get out together and I will be lookout while you pump gas." I tell her. That sounds reasonable.
"No fucking way… you pump the gas." I look at her crazy.
"I don't know how to pump gas, Kate." I tell her.
"Yeah right. How do you not know?" She says with wide eyes.
"Uh, it wasn't a requirement on the driver's exam…" It's not.
"Who pumps your gas?" She asks.
"My dad usually makes sure I have a full tank. Christian does it too." I tell her. I should probably learn how.
She groans and hangs her head.
"Ana… I don't know how to pump gas either." She confesses.
I chuckle because I don't know what else to fucking do. It's dark outside, we are who the fuck knows where and we have no gas.
I look out the window, toward the group of people and realize that they're just standing around. Watching people… perhaps watching us. I look toward the other side and see that there is a group of women looking like they belong in Pretty Woman. Where the hell are we?
"Kate… where are we?"
"No clue. I think we're still in Seattle."
"You think?"
"Well I wasn't exactly paying attention to the signs, while I was trying to lose your stalker."
Great. My fault. Okay… we got this.
"What if we try to pump gas ourselves?" I ask and cringe.
"Here? Fuck no. My face will not end up on one of those posters 'Have you seen this girl?' No way."
"Oh my God! They're not even doing anything… they probably don't even notice we are here." I tell her.
"Nice try. We are in a deserted gas station, the only car here may I add, and you think they haven't noticed us? It doesn't help that I am driving a 'Benz. Trust me… they've noticed us."
"And they haven't done anything. Maybe they're just hanging around. Who says they have to try anything anyway?"
"Uhhh your outfit."
I look down and mentally smack myself. Why did I wear this? I have on white short shorts, a lightweight long sleeve shirt and cobalt blue heels.
I look toward Kate and she has on a chevron pattern shorts and crop top. Why did she wear that?
"Kate we look like hoes!" I groan.
"We do not. We look cute." She looks in the mirror.
"We look like them." I point to the ladies across the street.
"We do not." She rolls her eyes.
"Why don't you call Christian? Isn't he still in Seattle?" She suggests.
"No way Kate! He's going to want to know how we got here." Wherever here is "And I am not going to tell him that."
"Call Ethan."
She pulls out her phone and dials.
"He didn't answer…"
"Kate why don't you know how to pump gas?" I ask.
"Because I have my father and brother and they have never allowed me to."
"Allowed?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Whatever princess. You don't know how to do it either."
True.
"Don't you have roadside assistance?" I question.
"Yeah, but those people take forever. I am just going to call Elliot."
"No! He'll tell Christian."
"What does it matter? I'll just tell him we got lost."
"Thanks Kate." I sigh and slump down in my seat.
"Well, hello to you too." She says into her phone smiling.
She laughs and throws her head back "No, I am not calling for that." More laughing.
"Hurry up!" I whisper to her.
"Shh…" She waves her hand at me.
"Maybe a little later…" again with the laughing.
I groan.
"Hey I was calling because I need a little help… no, not with that… this is serious." She smiles.
"Well Ana and I were on our way home from Seattle and we kind of got lost… of course my phone has GPS… well, we don't have gas… of course not" she rolls her eyes. "I don't know how… Are you kidding, she's more of a princess than I am…" I guess she was talking about me "well, we would, but it's kind of shady outside… I don't know like people …. of course she's not…" she huffs. About me again?
"Yeah, hold on."
She hands me the phone "It's Christian…"
"What?" I barely whisper.
"He was with Elliot, what did you want me to do?"
Oh shit. I rest my hand on my forehead.
"Hi." I squeak.
"Hey, baby. What's wrong?" He asks sweetly.
"Kate kind of got us lost and it wouldn't be a problem, but we ran out of gas." I laugh nervously.
"And you've never done it yourself." He chuckles.
"Yeah."
"It's okay, baby. I will walk you through it."
"Yeah about that…"
"Hey, there is a first time for everything. You won't even break a nail. I promise." He interrupts.
I could care less about my nails.
"Babe… it's not that. It's ...It's kind of scary where we are." I mutter.
"Why?" He asks with a tad bit of concern.
"There is a group of guys on the"
"Where are you?" He demands more than asks. I didn't even get a chance to finish my sentence.
"Uhmmm" I bring up the location app on my phone "at a gas station on Rainier Ave between S 52nd and S 51st?" I tell him in more of a question manner.
"Let me see…" he pauses for a moment "Christ, Ana. You're in Rainier Beach?"
"Kate, Rainier Beach?" I ask her.
"Yeah… sure. I think that's right."
"Kate thinks you're right."
"Of course I am. I am tracking your phone now."
Surely that isn't legal. How does he even know how to do that?
"Christian… what the hell?"
"It's just an app… if you have your location app on, I can track you on my phone."
"Why do you have that?"
He sighs "for reasons like this Ana. I just became a little paranoid with…"
"I know, I know. It's fine. I'm sorry, it just kind of weirded me out for a second." I tell him.
Christian has become a little paranoid after Leila and I understand why. I have become the same way.
"I'm the one to be sorry, but in all honesty I'm not. I have never even thought about using it. Barney showed me how." He chuckles.
"I'm glad he did… now, are you able to come? If not, we could try calling Ethan again." I slap my hand against my mouth as soon as that came out. Oh crap I let that slip.
Kate laughs and shakes her head. She knows I messed up.
"What do you mean again?" He asks annoyed.
"Kate tried to call him first, he didn't answer."
"You didn't feel like you could call me?" He asks.
"It wasn't that. I didn't want to bother you." I tell him honestly.
"Ana, you'll never bother me. Don't even think like that."
"I'm sorry."
"Just promise me you'll call me first next time." He sighs.
"Babe, Ethan is Kate's brother. She called him for help. Surely, that is not unreasonable?" I express frustrated. Frustrated with who? With myself.
"Is he coming or not?" Kate asks.
"Christian, are you able to come or not? Don't feel like you have to."
"Don't feel like I have to? What is that supposed to mean?"
"I will understand if you're busy." I tell him.
"And I said that I'd always have time for you." He huffs.
"Are you coming yes or no?"
"Of course I am. We've been in the car since I tracked your phone to Rainier Beach. Just stay on the phone with me."
"We'll be okay. I don't want you driving and on your cell."
"I could honestly care less about that." He answers.
"Kate wants her phone back."
"Call me from yours then!" He says exasperated.
"We'll be fine, Christian. What is it? A 20 minute drive from Bellevue?"
"I will be there in 8 minutes top."
"So, what's the problem. We'll stay out of trouble 'till then." I say trying to lighten the mood.
"Ana… do you know that not even three weeks ago that place was shot up? And a few months before that a drug deal went wrong. You guys really chose a great place." He says sarcastically as the blood drains from my face.
I look over to the group of guys and even though they're eyeing us, or the car, they haven't made a move toward us. The women are still at the corner and I am starting to freak out.
"Ana, are you still there?"
"Christian… I'm scared."
He takes a deep breath "Four minutes, baby. Just stay on the phone with me."
"Who else is with you?" I ask trying to take my mind off of it. That could happen anywhere. I tell myself.
"Elliot. He wants to see Kate."
"No doubt."
"Ana… give me my phone." Kate tells me.
"Christian wants me to stay on the line with him." I tell her.
"Why?"
"Because we're in a shady neighborhood and this place got shot at a few weeks ago." I answer.
"You're fucking kidding? This is the place. Oh shit. Maybe we should leave… fuck. Of course we should leave."
"NO!" Christian yells in through the phone.
"We're two minutes away. We just turned down 51st." He says.
"Okay." I breathe out.
"Baby, we're at the light. Do you see me?"
I look toward the intersection and I see his car. My whole body sags in relief.
"Yes."
"Good. Wait for me in the car." He tells me and hangs up.
I give Kate her phone back and she stares at me in disbelief.
"It looks like your body just let go of 100 pounds. If you even weigh that." She laughs.
"Of course I weight that. More than that. It's just a relief knowing we'll be leaving soon."
"Or that you're seeing your man."
That too.
CPOV
"Dude they're fine! You can already see them." Elliot tells me from the passenger seat of my car.
My hand grips the steering wheel a little tighter before loosening up it's grip. When I found out where Ana was my heart sank. I couldn't get here fast enough. I am so thankful that we were in the city too. It's so fucking cliche, but I had this feeling in my gut that Ana needed me. This sounds like a movie… it was an odd sensation. The same one I had when I was trying to break the chute door when Leila was attacking her. I felt like something was turning in my stomach and my head just kept on thinking of Ana. That is a fucking given at all times, but not like this.
The light changes and we turn onto Rainier and then immediately I turn into the gas station. I pull up right in front of them and look around. It's a well lit area, but there are a few groups hanging around. I don't know if they're thugs or not, but they don't look friendly. I am glad Ana knew not to get out on her own. And I am glad Elliot's with me.
Pisses me the fuck off that she would call Ethan first. I am her man, not Ethan. If she needs something she should come to me. I know that's Kate's brother… but I don't give a fuck. That fucker and I have problems already. As soon as he knew Ana was with Kate he would have jumped at the opportunity.
"Let's go, Elliot." I tell him as I release my seat belt.
"Go?"
"You're not going to fill up your girlfriends tank?" I ask…
"Oh I'll fill her up alright." He chuckles "and she is not my girlfriend."
I roll my eyes "Stop being a douche. Get out there."
"I was kidding. Chill, you sound like her. Geez." He opens the door and strolls towards Kate's car. I follow him.
I open Ana's door and feel annoyed that it was unlocked. I calm some when I think she perhaps unlocked it when she saw me strolling over toward her. I reach in and give her a kiss.
"Hey, baby. You okay?" I ask and rub my thumb around her cheek.
"Yeah, thank you for coming." She smiles and puckers her lips for another kiss. And of course I don't deny her.
"You got it?" I ask Elliot over the roof of the car. He has already started pumping gas.
"Yeah I'm cool. You're taking Ana?" He asks and gives me his 'say yes' stare. He doesn't need to give me that stare. I was taking Ana anyhow.
"Yeah." I lean back into Ana. "Is that fine, baby?" Knowing it is.
"No. That's not fine, Grey. You don't get to decide over her." Kate answers.
"Kate, stop." Yes...listen to Ana.
"Why do you always have something to pick with me Katherine?" I ask her fully annoyed.
"Will you guys stop? You guys behave like second graders." Ana rolls her eyes.
"Kate, stop nagging on Christian." Yeah Kate. "Christian, stop playing into her."
What? How is this my fault? Oh yeah, because of her brother.
"Come on, babe." Ana tells me and I give her my hand to help her out.
"Wait! Ana, you're just leaving me?" Kate asks her hurt.
"I thought Elliot was going with you." Ana answers.
She turns to me and asks "Elliot's going with Kate right?"
"Yes."
She turns back to Kate. "That's fine, right Kate?"
"Yeah. I just didn't want to drive all the way back to Bellevue alone. Especially in this shitty area."
"It settled. Let's get your stuff in my car, baby."
I offer her my hand once more and this time she takes it. I lean over the roof once more to settle with Elliott.
"You almost done?"
"Yep. Finishing up now." He puts the nozzle back in it's place.
I feel Ana's hands on my waist and I pull her in closer.
"Ready?"
"Mhmm. I just have to grab my stuff from the back seat."
She turns and I take in what she's wearing. My dick twitches and I struggle to remember the fucked up neighborhood we're in.
"Shit. Ana, get back in the car." I tell her urgently.
"What? Why?" She looks around for danger.
"Ana, just get back in."
She has on a pair of white shorts that fit her fucking amazing. A tad short, but amazing nonetheless. No wonder she didn't want to get out of the car. Thank fuck, too. I take in the surroundings once again and really nothing has changed. Maybe a few more people hanging around.
I have a mental debate with how I should proceed. Do I take Ana over to my car now? Or should I have Kate get into a better area and then have her switch cars?
"What's the matter, Christian?" Ana asks.
"It's what you're wearing. I don't know if I want to risk you walking over to my car with all those guys just sitting around." I tell her.
"I told you! We look like hoes!" Ana yells at Kate.
"Ana, shut up. We look awesome." Kate rolls her eyes.
"Ana, you could never look like a hoe… or anything near that. But, you will never dress like this without me again."
"Yes, dad." Kate laughs.
Damn. That girl is annoying. What Elliot sees in her is light years beyond me. Many, many light years.
Since I was kidding myself that I'd let Ana leave the car with who knows who out here. I set into motion my game plan.
"Kate, why don't you drive out of this are and then Ana can jump into my car." I tell her and she nods.
"Elliot, why don't you ride with them?" I tell him as he stands near the passenger side door.
"Okay, shotgun!"
"You're an idiot. Ana's already in the front." I tell him.
"Chris, I am 6'4. No way in hell I am sitting in the back."
"Fine. You drive, and Kate goes in the back."
"Uh. No. You don't get to decide who drives my car, Christian." Kate states. Great...
"Just have Ana get in the back." Elliot tells me.
Ana is about to say something when I interrupt her "No fucking way. Ana is not getting out of this car 'till we are in a better neighborhood."
"Oh, but Kate can?" Elliot defends.
I don't give two shits about Kate, but glance at her anyway. Her outfits' is a tad worse. Same short shorts with some matching top that shows off her stomach.
"Where were you guys?" I ask.
"At the mall." Ana answers.
"Like that?" I gesture towards them.
This better be some joke. Why do they dress like that to go to the mall? The beach, yeah I understand, but the mall?
"Look I will just jump over the center console." Ana suggests and proceeds to start before anyone says anything.
Her gorgeous ass is high in between the seats and my dick grows against my boxers and jeans. I want her.
"Geez. Pick up your jaw, Chris." Elliott chuckles.
"Fuck you." I give him the finger.
"Get in your car, Chris. We'll follow you." Elliot tells me.
I look in the back toward, Ana. She air kisses me and I wink at her. "See you soon, baby."
"Yeah, yeah. Get out of here." They really should change her name to Katherine Annoying Kavanaugh. Suits her better.
A few minutes later Kate pulls up behind me and I step out of my car to get Ana. Elliot decided to be a gentleman this evening and gets out to allow Ana to get out of the car decently. I watch as her heels hit the floor and I am once again consumed by her legs. They look edible. The way her feet looks in those heels, they way the elongate her legs brings me back to the same frenzy that started this all. I shift to adjust the bulge in my pants and pull her into my arms.
"Ready, baby?" I kiss the top of her head.
"Yep."
I grab her bags, we say goodbye to the fuck buddies and head to my car. I open the door for her and wait to close it. I put her stuff in the trunk and head to the driver's seat.
"You hungry?" I ask her.
"I could eat something."
"Good. I am starved." I tell her.
"Did you not eat today, Christian?" She almost scolds.
"Yep. Elliot and I ate a burger earlier. All this thinking and crunching numbers makes me hungry though. So I can definitely eat again."
"Do you remember that restaurant you took me to when you asked me to be your dirty little secret?" she asks.
"I didn't ask you to be my dirty little secret, Ana. I clearly said that wasn't the case. I just asked that we get to know each other before broadcasting it. Bad choice. I'm glad it backfired on us." I answer.
"But, yes. I remember it. What about it?"
"Can we go there? The tomato soup you had was amazing."
"Are you going to let me feed it to you again?" I smirk and brush my fingers over her knuckles.
"If you're lucky."
"I am the luckiest son of bitch alive. You're by my side."
"It goes both ways."
"So is that a yes?"
"We'll see how busy it is. I don't want to give people a show."
I simply nod. "One day baby, we'll own a restaurant. It will have a private area so we won't have to worry about who we're giving a show."
"You aspire really high."
"No. I only aspire to take care of you, to make sure your dreams come true."
"Christian…" She says surprised.
"What about your dreams?"
"That is my dream. GEH is already running, the projections look great and with high turn around figures. The next thing on my list is happiness. And, for me to be happy involves your happiness." I'm honest with her.
"You have a list?"
"Mhm."
"What's on it?" I know she's looking at me. I can feel her gaze.
"Now, that would be telling."
"Christian!" She whines.
"Would you settle down if I told it all involves you?"
Suddenly she leans over the console and pulls my face to her lips. She places a loud smoochy kiss on my cheek.
"I love you Christian Grey." She kisses me once more and sits back down in her seat.
"And I you, Ana Steele." Or Ana Grey. Anastasia Grey. Now that-does things to me.
"Are you sure you don't want anything for your birthday?" She asks once more.
"I already told you what I want."
"That's a given. Something tangible?"
"I think my request is pretty tangible, baby." I wink at her.
"All right, something physical?"
"I am pretty sure it will be very physical, as well."
"Christian you're impossible!" She groans as I chuckle.
We pull into the restaurant parking lot. I cut the engine and turn to her. "Baby, I just want to wake up with you in my arms, and fall asleep with you in my arms." I tell her as I look in her eyes.
"And you'll have that. I just feel like I should give you something… more. Like something you can unwrap."
"I'd appreciate unwrapping you."
"Shall I wear a bow?"
"Now aren't you cute?" I smile. "Come on, let's catch our late dinner." I tell her.
I round the car and open her door, once again admiring her legs as she steps out which reminds me…
"Why the hell did you wear this Ana?"
"Because it's the style."
"Yeah and if you bend over your ass will be hanging out. I don't like that Ana. This" I grab her ass "is mine. Hell would break lose if anyone else saw it, Ana." I tell her seriously.
"Christian, you can't be serious. My ass isn't hanging out. They're just shorts."
"Just shorts, Ana? This isn't even school appropriate." I sigh.
"Good thing I am not at school. I am out with my boyfriend." She smiles. That smart mouth.
Don't fall for it Grey.
"Yes, but what about before? You even said and I quote 'We look like hoes'."
"So you think I look like a hoe?" She tries to pull out of my hold.
"Jesus. Ana, of course not!" I state loudly. "I am just saying these" I grab the hem of her shorts "are really fucking short. Don't wear them if I am not with you. Understand?"
She rolls her eyes, but nods slightly. Oddly, her eye rolling toward me causes my dick to tingle.
"Good. Let's get dinner." I kiss her lips.
I let her take a few steps in front of me just so I can admire that view. The way her ass moves in the offending shorts, the way her toned legs look in those heels it causes me the need for deep breaths.
APOV
Christian's birthday
Christian woke me up this morning with his head in between my legs. I know… it should have been the other way around, but he woke up before me and demanded that his first meal be ...well, me. Who am I to deny my birthday boy? Today Christian turns 18. As a graduation present his grandfather gifted him the ownership for WCI, which will now will be broken down and sold piece by piece… I have no idea how that works. Christian tries to explain it to me, but I get lost after he starts talking in his 'business lingo' of isolating the assets of each department and restructuring for later sell. I often ask myself how he knows all this, his response? He was bored in ninth grade and happened to find a book in Carrick's office about mergers. Apparently Carrick was on some case and needed to look up some information to make sure his I's were dotted and T's were crossed. It peaked his interest and he has been fascinated ever since. It makes me all the more in love with him.
Christian insisted that I didn't buy him anything for his birthday. He wants no gifts… he did however say that he wanted to wake up with me in his arms and spend his night inside me. Of course, I am more than happy to oblige.
My father went to New York to help with finalizing Vivian and Mason's move. At first, I didn't know what to think. I thought she was moving to Seattle, her own place in Seattle. When Ray told me first a few months ago I knew Christian wasn't going to be happy. Living under the same roof with a guy, that is not him and not related to me, I thought he would go thermonuclear. He surprised with being understanding. It kind of put me in a funk, was he not as into me anymore? Stop, Ana. He has proven time after time he is into you. Multiple ways.
Grace graciously made a large breakfast that consisted of pancakes, my favorite, eggs, bacon and freshly squeezed orange juice and non alcoholic cranberry spritzers.
In an hour or so we are going to go out on a boat that Elliot rented, we would have taken the Grey's, but Christian and Elliot both agreed that they could not have sex on a boat where their parents have had sex on. Of course they couldn't say those words, something about being scarred for even thinking it. Elliot promised that he would not be drinking and Christian said he would have a few shots with me, but he is not getting drunk, just in case he has to help Elliot. Kate, Brandon and Jess have also been invited on board for the night. Mia was, but she stated that she could not be in the same place where two of her brothers are getting laid. Soooo, Kate… I thought nobody knew? Who are they trying to kid? I almost died when Grace asked Elliot why Kate, his girlfriend, hasn't been invited to family dinner. Elliot nearly choked and insisted Kate was not his girlfriend, just a friend. Christian thinks Elliot is afraid of commitment. But Kate is amazing. Annoying, but amazing. We get in fights and what not, but she always has my back. ALWAYS.
I was going to talk to Elliot about Kate, but Christian forbid me to. He told me and I quote 'You can't play cupid, Ana. Let them figure their shit out.' True. But Kate is one of my best friends! How can I not try to help her? She is in love and I know what that feels like. Shit, everyday I fall deeper in love with Christian. I love going to sleep in his arms and waking up there. It only happens on the weekends or when my dad isn't around. So not enough, for my liking.
I thought we'd spend everyday this summer together, but his days are being spent at GEH. He comes in the evening and I feel very Susie Homemaker. I have tried out new recipes and he loves ALL of them. Or at least he says he does. It makes feel good to cook for my man. Is that what my future has in store for me? Being Christian's wife, cooking him dinner and wait for him to come home? We've talked about the general idea of having kids together. In the far, far away future. But what would happen when it becomes a reality? I need to stop… we aren't even married. Christian is one hundred percent certain that we will be. I share his dream.
My phone rings as I step out of the bathroom.
"Hey." I answer.
"You ready, baby?"
"Uh no, you said I had an hour."
"And it's been 40 minutes." He chuckles.
"Well I still have 20 minutes." I roll my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes." What? How does he know?
"You did, didn't you?" He asks when I don't answer.
"Yes… do you have a hidden camera in here?"
He full on laughs. "No, but that's not a bad idea. I just know you."
"Actually, that is a horrible idea, Christian. Wipe it out of your mind." He tells me.
"Would it be that bad? When I'm in Boston, I would still be able to keep an eye on you."
"In my room? You're getting pretty kinky."
"You have no idea." He says quietly.
Hmm?
"20 minutes, baby."
"Yes, sir!" I tell him.
"Ana, Ana, Ana… the things I am going to do to you this weekend."
"Can't wait." I reply as I squirm a little.
"See ya' soon."
We hang up and I proceed to get ready. I decide just for mascara and a hydrating lip balm since I will be out in the sun all day. I throw my hair up into a messy bun, the temperature is pretty hot today and I don't want to be all sweaty. Christian says that he likes me all sweaty, especially when it's his doing. Funny thing is, I love watching the sweat slide off his toned muscles. I just think it's gross when it happens to me.
"Christian! You said this was a boat!" I gesture toward the yacht. Clearly not a boat.
"It is!" he defends.
"Can Elliot even drive this?"
He snorts "Of course. We both can. Believe it or not, Elliot said he wasn't drinking so I can get hammered. It is my 18th after all."
"Aren't you supposed to do that at 21?"
"Baby, I have been doing that since I was 15." He shrugs. "But don't worry, I don't plan on getting hammered. I want to be coherent when you're around." He winks.
"Let's go guys!" Elliot yells from on top of the boat, well yacht.
Jess, Brandon and Kate are already on board.
"Let me help you." Christian offers me his hand to help me aboard.
"You look beautiful, Ana." He says as he embraces me once we are on the boat.
"Only for you."
"Damn right." He smirks and we head up to the top deck.
I have on a coral dress that reaches my thighs and paired it with nude heels. It is rather hot so I am glad I chose this.
"Here." Kate hands me a shot.
"We haven't even taken off yet." I tell her.
"So?"
"How many have you had already?" I ask.
"Uhmm. Three?" She holds up three fingers laughs. I doubt that.
I down the shot and enjoy the first burn of the afternoon.
"Where's Jess?" I ask.
"She went to put her stuff away, so she is probably banging Brandon."
Maybe we should put our stuff away. I turn to look at Christian and he mouths 'later' with another smirk. He knows me so well.
I take a seat on the cushioned seats with Kate while Christian helps Elliot. We begin to move and Kate and I start talking about this coming year.
"It's a bitch." She tells me about a long distance relationship.
"But you guys make it work, right?"
"Yea uh-huh. I still think he is fucking everything with a rack. Especially when he doesn't answer. Come on, how easy would it be? It's not like I know anyone over there that would tell me."
My stomach drops… Jess would have told me, but she changed colleges. Would Brandon tell Jess if Christian were to slip up and cheat on me? Would I want to know? How easy is it really?
"Steele, stop. You and Christian are on a totally different level than Elliot and I. We have barely became 'boyfriend and girlfriend' and that was months after being fuck buddies. Christian has pretty much been devoted to you since he first saw you. And that takes a lot for me to admit."
"What do you mean 'pretty much'?" Does she know something I don't?
"For fucks sake Ana, you're killing me. I take it back. He has been devoted to you since he saw you. Here have another you need to relax" She laughs. She hands me the shot and I down it.
"It's that you're right. Everyone has told me that Christian was a player before he met me. How easy would it be to go back to that if I am not around?" I ask her.
"Anastasia Steele, STOP!" She grabs my shoulder. "Christian has changed. I see it. Hell, everyone sees it. Do you wanna know a secret?" She whispers. although no one else is around. I nod.
"He wasn't as much as a player as I thought. He has been with less girls than fingers. I guess he was just a big flirt."
My insides smile. "But does that make it better? Knowing my boyfriend was a complete flirt?"
"Here, drink." Jess hands me a drink and joins us.
I take a sip " What's this?" I point to the cup. It's good.
"Don't know. Your man sent it up." She sits with us. "I heard what you said. Don't you think he deserves a chance? You're already judging him and there is no reason to."
"I know. I know. But what do I do? My mind is going crazy."
"Well one, don't worry about it now. And two, go spend time with him." She tilts her head in his direction.
I look over to him and feel my panties getting wet. He has on a sandals, khaki shorts and a white linen shirt that he has rolled up to his elbows. Sunglasses framing his face. He looks totally hot and I have to work on myself control because I want to do nothing more than jump him. Right here, right now.
He turns to face me and air kisses me causing me to giggle. That was my sign to go to him. I take each step steadily, to avoid spilling my drink, never removing my eyes from him. When I get close enough he opens his arm and snuggles me into his chest.
"Missed me already?" He says in my hair.
"I always miss you."
"Good. Because I always miss you." He holds me tighter.
"We're only going a few more miles out. Elliot wants to take a dip." Oh great that again. I am grateful Derek isn't here.
"Are you?" I ask him.
"Fuck no." He laughs.
"What is it with them and swimming in open water? What about sharks, jellyfish and other creepy things in the ocean?" I ask.
He motions out and we see a few other boats.
"Hopefully the noise keeps them away. We're not too far out, but I'd like it better if we stayed on board."
"Of course. There is no way I am getting in there." I point to the water. "I will put on my bikini though. You know, catch some sun."
"Ughhh. Do you have to?" He pouts.
"Yes. I only wore this for the drive."
"Why are you pouting birthday boy?" Elliot elbows Christian.
"Fuck off Elliot."
"Okay, okay… we're staying here for the night. I am going to find Kate… see if I can get a blow job." He laughs.
"How can you talk so freely?" Kate comes up right as Elliot was turning around to leave.
"Ugh… well…" Wow a speechless Elliot.
Kate laughs "it's fine. Come on stud, I'll give you a blow job." And they run off.
"I am glad you're not like that." I tell Christian and take a sip of my drink.
"I just don't want that image in anyone else's head. But just because I don't verbalize it in front of people, doesn't mean I don't think about it."
"You want a blow job?" I ask.
"Always. But that's not what I meant. Do you like your drink?"
"Yeah. It's good. What is it?" I take another sip.
"It's a cranberry mojito."
"How do you know how to make this?" I ask.
"Baby. The internet can tell you anything nowadays."
"Like what to expect when your girlfriend gets her period?" I laugh.
"Don't laugh at me. I just wanted to be there for you." He chuckles shyly.
"It was cute. Means you really do love me."
"That should be obvious." He kisses me again. "Come on, baby. Let's get you changed."
We emerge from back onto the deck just in time to watch Jess dive off the diving board that's attached to the boat.
"See Christian, I told you Kate and Jess were wearing bikinis." I motion toward the water where Kate, Elliot, Jess and Brandon are all swirling around in.
Christian through a fit when he saw my dark blush bikini.
"And, I told you that it didn't matter. I hate that you insist on wearing this." He pulls gently on the ties.
"It's just a bathing suit."
"Come." He leads me to the cushions on the end of the boat, where I was sitting with the girls not a half hour ago.
I go to sit on his side, but he pulls me on to his lap. I lean my head on his shoulder. My back to his front. He has one arm wrapped around my torso as the other pulls my chin toward him to kiss his lips.
"I love kissing you, Ana." He murmurs.
"I love you." I grin against his lips.
"Come on guys...stop being chickens!" Jess yells at us from the water underneath.
"Yeah right, Ana doesn't even like swimming in open water, but put her in a pool… you'll never get her out." Kate laughs.
"She's right!" I yell back "No way will I get in there." They laugh and continue swimming around.
Christian puts his knees in between my legs and widens them.
"I like you open like this. Open for me." He tells me.
I can feel myself dampening at his words. "Do you want to go to the room?" I ask.
"No." His finger starts rubbing circles around my belly button.
"Not here, Christian." I tell him.
"Why not?"
"Because they are right below us."
"Makes it exciting."
"What if they see?"
He huffs "don't you trust me?"
"Of course." I answer honestly.
"Then do that… trust me." His fingers are toying with top of my bikini bottoms.
My sex is now throbbing at his touch. He has this ability to turn me on with a slight touch of his fingers, the breath from his mouth and his husky voice.
"Okay."
He takes of his sunglasses and places them on me. "Huh?" I question his actions.
"Your eyes give you away, Ana." He smiles.
His hand slides up and down my torso a few times and then straight into my bikini bottoms. One finger slides between my folds. Up and down. Slowly.
"You're so wet." He groans in my ear.
"Mhmm." Is all I can come up with.
His other hand reaches up to my hair and pulls it out of it's tie. "I love running my fingers through your hair, Anastasia." He says without breaking his movements against my sex.
I lean back against him and his fingers slip lower- into me.
"Ahhhhh, Christian." I moan, losing myself with his touch.
"Shh, baby. Remember they're just below." He reminds me of our friends presence.
I can feel the tremble began. The thought of being this intimate, out in the open, fuels my desires more. I feel him slip another finger into me. With no control over my actions, I start to rise slightly, and let myself down again.
"Do you like this, Ana? Me fucking you with my fingers?" He murmurs in my ear.
"Yes… God, yes." I pant when his other hand starts pinching my nipples.
"Give it to me, baby. I know you're there. Come on my hand… come for me." His words cause my orgasm to plunge through my body. I try to moan out in pleasure, but Christian abruptly turns my head and smashes his mouth against mine. Absorbing my cries of pleasure.
He doesn't remove his fingers immediately. He let's me ride out the shocks of my orgasm, while he slowly strokes me.
"You're so beautiful when you come, Ana. So beautiful." He tells me almost whispering.
I can feel the love and lust for me in his voice. It's these times that I feel the most intimate with him. When we share… this. Where he possesses my body, and my body allows it.
"I love you, Christian."
"Me too, Ana. I love you too." He tells me.
He pulls out his fingers out and I can see the evidence of my orgasm spread between them. He brings them up to my mouth and runs his middle finger along my lower lip.
"Suck." He demands. I open my mouth and he sticks his finger in. Closing my mouth around him I let my tongue play with his finger.
This is so erotic. I feel the wetness… there. Again, Ana?
"You're so sweet, huh baby?" He asks with a smirk. But, he tastes better.
"You taste better." I admit when he removes his finger and he sucks on the second that was in me.
"Come." He stands and helps steady me as I find my balance.
"You okay?" He asks.
"Yep. The alcohol must be getting to me." I tell him. Thinking about the shot we had before we drove out here, the one I had with Kate as soon as we got here, the one while we were talking, and then the two mixed drinks Christian prepared for me.
"Surely, you're not drunk." He tells me as his arms cage me in against him.
"Mmmmmmm nope. At least. .. I don't think so." I giggle. Maybe it's the after effects of my orgasm.
"Okay…" he looks down at me with pure adoration "Let's get you some water." He smiles. "Because I need you sober for what I have planned for your body...my body, Anastasia. Because this body" he runs his fingers up and down my sides "is mine." He tells me possessively.
"Yes, yours." I feel my body squirm with anticipation at his plans for the night.
Guys, I am extremely sorry for the lack of updates. The story will continue, I promise! During the holidays I was slacking, sorry! But, now... we are having some family problems including an ill relative. I will continue to write as it helps me relieve my thoughts, but updating maybe a little tricky as I hate the editing portion of it! I also have decided to shorten the chapters... it will help while editing. I am almost done with this story and I may just finish it off before I update again that way I can focus on editing. The next part is almost coming up... would you guys like me just to continue writing the second half on this story or just create a sequel? Please, be patient with me! Many thanks...
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