A/N So, so, sooo sorry about the long wait for this one girls (and guys?) I'm afraid my laptop packed in on me and I had to wait a couple of weeks until I could afford a new one. Of course once I got to the shop the sales man steered me towards the fancier items! Once I told him I thought I would need a laptop for writing he showed me a few options...so now I am the proud new owner of my first tablet. I've been playing around with it for a day or two and I have the hang of it now, mostly.

Its actually great for fanfiction as I downloaded the app so now I get notifications about updates and stuff, its pretty groovy. Anyway I'm sure you're sick of reading my excuses so on with the show...

Ana POV

Last night was...wow. I have no words for how Christian made me feel. Speaking as someone who has never had an orgasm before I must say I was pleasantly surprised. Now I know what all the fuss is about.

Although Christian teased me about how much better it can be I am still nervous about going all the way. I am terrified that I might freak out over what happened to me at the hands of Stephen and Jose, although so far when I'm with Christian in an intimate way that hasn't been an issue. He was the perfect gentleman about it and I really didn't even have to explain how I was feeling. Somehow, he just knew I'm not ready yet.

Judging by the thoughts currently in my head though it wont be very long before I am. I get tingles down there just thinking about it.

''Ana...Ana be careful!'' I hear Jake yell from behind me.

I look up just in time to see I have left a cloth on the hot plate of the cooker, it has caught fire. Shit. I pull it off quickly and drop it on the floor, stamping out the small flame. I look at Jake sheepishly ''oops, sorry.''

''Jesus Ana where is your head at today? You've been day dreaming all day.'' Jake sounds exasperated.

''Yeah I know, sorry. I'm a bit preoccupied I g...guess.'' my face flushes when I think of the object of my distractions.

''Would this preoccupation have anything to do with one Christian Grey?''

''Maybe,'' I mumble.

Jake just grins and shakes his head. I had to tell him about me and Christian, it was awkward at first but Jake's a good guy and is being really nice about it. He hasn't asked me out again at least.

Two hours later we are locking up and I'm surprised to see Taylor parked at the kerb. Where's Sawyer? I'm delighted when Christian steps out of the back of the car. ''Hi'' I say enthusiastically.

Christian smirks and saunters over to me, he pulls me into him and plants a chaste little kiss on my lips. ''Hi yourself.'' He sounds amused. He shoots a side wards glance at Jake and I want to roll my eyes.

Jake grins at me, ''see you in a few days Ana.''

''Yeah see ya Jake.''

''A few days?'' Christian asks. He is still holding me, his hands creeping lower now that we are alone on the sidewalk. I give him a look to let him know I know what he's doing. He tries, and fails, to look innocent.

''Um yeah. This is my weekend off remember?''

Christian gives me a duh face, ''of course. How could I forget I have you all to myself for two whole days.'' I squirm at the thought and he gives me a wolfish grin. Oh my.

We get into the car and Christian resumes his interrogation. ''It's only Thursday. I thought you had to work tomorrow?''

I bite my lip.

''Ana?''

''Sandratoldmetotakesometimeoff.'' I say it so fast I'm sure Christian cant understand me.

He looks at me funny for a moment. ''Okay. Why?''

Shit. ''There were some...distractions, in work today.'' I see that has caught Taylor's attention as well as Christians.

''Where was Sawyer?'' I see Christian shoot an annoyed glance in Taylors direction.

''Well h...he stays outside. This happened in the deli.''

''What happened?''

I can tell he's getting frustrated with my stalling. ''It was nothing really, I guess some guy recognised me from the news reports and got a little...excited.'' I shrug.

Christians face turns to stone instantly, ''did he touch you? Tell me the truth Ana.''

''No, Jake stopped him from c...coming behind the counter and threw him out. No harm done.''

His face twitches from its stony mask at the mention of Jakes name. ''it really was n...nothing Christian,'' I try to reassure him.

''So why aren't you working tomorrow?''

''Sandra thinks it would be best if I took some time off, until this media thing calms down a bit. We had a few paparazzi in as well today. I guess it made some of the regulars uncomfortable.'' I still feel guilty about that.

''How long are we talking here?''

''I'm not sure, a week I think. She said she would give me a call in a few days.'' I don't want him to know I'm worried about losing my job. Although I'm really not surprised right now that his face has cleared and he looks happy. I give him the stink eye.

''What?'' he tries to look innocent.

''I know this m...makes you happy. Me being at home all day.'' He doesn't answer me, he simply leans closer and kisses me senseless. Who am I to complain if my hot boyfriend wants to kiss me?

We step out of the car and into the lobby of Escala while Taylor parks the car in the garage. There are a few people around as we make our way to the elevator but I see none of them as I am literally wrapped up in Christian.

''Anastasia?''

I freeze. I would know that voice anywhere.

Sensing my reaction Christian pulls me behind him as he turns to face the woman who called me. I feel him stiffen when he sees her. Of course he would know who she was the moment he looked at her. Even I can clearly see the resemblance between me and my mother. I am just a younger version of her, except she has brown eyes, where mine are blue.

''Anastasia,'' she gasps. ''It is you.'' There are tears in her eyes. Man she's good.

I grip onto the back of Christians coat and look around wildly. Is he here? Did she bring him with her? I start to shake.

Christian turns and takes me in his arms and I instantly feel safe. ''What do you want?'' he asks coldly. I am unable to speak.

Carla gives him a beseeching look. ''I've been looking everywhere for my daughter,'' she almost sobs.

''How did you know she was here?'' Christian sounds suspicious.

''I saw her on a news article yesterday. I came straight here to find her, I found out who you were from the same article and everyone in Seattle seems to know where Christian Grey lives. I've been waiting here for hours.''

If I didn't know her any better I would think she was being sincere.

I finally find my voice, ''wh...where is h...he?''

''Oh Anastasia, I left him baby. He was no good for us.''

Us? She never cared about an us before. It was always all about Carla, I was an afterthought.

For the first time I notice the rolling suitcase she is towing behind her, ''where are you s...staying?''

She simply shrugs her shoulders and gives me a pathetically pleading look. ''I hoped I could stay with you. I missed you honey.''

I look up to see Christian's face is unreadable. He is leaving this up to me. I would love to kick her out onto the street but my conscience is gnawing at me. What should I do?

I can see Carla is thinking things over too. ''Look, why don't you stay here for a while with your boyfriend and I can take the keys to your place, settle in before you come back.''

Oh crap. How do I explain this without looking like a mooch.

''Ana lives with me.'' Looks like Christian has found his voice.

Carla looks surprised, and if I am not mistaken, a little smug but it passes to quickly for me to be sure. ''Oh.' She turns her pathetic eyes to Christian.

''It is Ana's decision, after all it is her home too.''

I know she is surprised by this. Stephen would have never allowed her to make any decisions regarding his home.

What do I do? I am confused right now and I don't want to make the wrong decision. What if she really did leave Stephen? Christian has already told me she has been looking for me. Maybe she feels bad about what he did to me. After all she has never hurt me physically, emotionally sure, but she has never hit me.

People can change...right?

''Okay y...you c...can stay for a few d...days.'' I hear myself say. I just hope I don't regret this.

Carla rushes forward and hugs me awkwardly as Christian still has an arm around me. ''Thank you sweetie. We are going to have so much fun!''

Once we enter the apartment Christian instructs Taylor to bring my mothers suitcase up to the spare room then turns to me. ''You hungry baby?''

I shrug, ''not reall..'' I see the look he gives me, ''yeah sure, I could eat. Mom?''

''No, thank you. I will have a glass of wine though.''

Carla makes herself right at home, I refrain from rolling my eyes. Gail is in the kitchen putting the finishing touches to our meal so I excuse myself to take my shot. My mother follows me. She makes a face as I stick myself with the needle.

''I always hated doing that.'' She shudders.

''I know. You've t...told me before.'' I say flatly.

''Oh honey don't be like that. You know I just hate needles.'' She shudders.

I want to tell her that you would think a mother would overcome such a fear for the sake of a sick daughter, but I say nothing.

We have to sit at the kitchen table for dinner as there isn't enough room for three at the breakfast bar. Not that my mother is eating. As usual she prefers a liquid dinner. I don't think I have ever seen her eat a full meal, she's terrified to ruin her figure. She actually looks too slim to me.

She eyes my full plate of food but says nothing. This is wise. If she criticised how much I ate I don't think she would be spending the night here. Christian would flip.

''So Anastasia I can see from the get-up you're wearing that you have a job. At least I hope those clothes are for work.'' She laughs lightly, as if that will ease her jab then turns to Christian, ''Anastasia never was much good at fashion.'' She gives him an almost apologetic smile.

Christian scowls slightly and my mother is taken aback. ''I happen to like the way she dresses. It's very modest...and age appropriate.'' He says this as he glances down at Carla's clothes. She is wearing a too revealing shirt with a too short skirt. I barely hold back my grin. I'm sure Christian takes no notice of my clothes as I mostly wear jeans anyway.

Carla offers Christian a weak smile and downs the rest of her wine. ''Well, I'm tired I think ill go to bed now if you don't mind.''

''No, of course not. Gail will show you where everything is.'' Christian's tone is dismissive. Carla looks to me, I'm sure she wanted to get me alone again but Gail comes over and politely offers to show her to her room.

I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding.

''You didn't eat much,'' Christian notes.

''My mother has that affect on me.''

Christian doesn't say anymore as he sips his wine, looking at me over the rim of his glass.

''What?''

''Do you want her here?''

''Not particularly but its the right thing t...to do. I suppose.''

''I can ask her to leave in the morning Ana. Just say the word.''

I rub a hand over my face. ''No. Lets give it a few days, if she does or says anything to really upset me then I'll ask her to leave, okay?''

His mouth twists, ''not sure I want to let it go that far, but okay Ana. She is your mother I don't want to thread on any toes here.''

''Thank you. And don't be afraid to s...speak your mind around her Christian, otherwise she will walk all over you. Trust me on that one.''

''Oh baby just let her try.''

With that Christian stands up from the table and pulls me up with him. He rubs his nose against mine giving me an eskimo kiss. ''I missed you today baby.''

''Hmm me too.'' I wrap my arms tightly around his neck and pull myself as close to him as I can get, feeling his erection press into me.

We both groan when he dives in for a kiss. Its deep and possessive, and all consuming. Christians kisses render me unable to think clearly. They turn my mind to mush and my body to jelly. He hoists me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks us back to his bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed and crawls over me. When he lays his lower body against mine I moan out in pleasure. His penis is pressed right up against where I need it to be. ''Christian,'' I gasp.

His groan is my only answer as he starts to rub himself against me. I whimper when he pulls away. ''Shh baby I've got you.''

He lays beside me and pulls up my top, feeling my breasts through my bra. Oh. It feels amazing. I'm surprised when he pulls down first one cup, then the other and stares at my exposed breasts greedily. I feel suddenly shy.

Christian looks up into my eyes and the hunger there chases away any reservations I may have had. ''This okay?'' I nod. I love how he always asks me before taking any new steps with my body. It makes me love him all the more.

''Trust me?'' he asks and kisses me gently on the lips. ''Always,'' I whisper. Then Christian does something he hasn't done before. He gently pulls at the waist of my leggings and puts his hand inside the stretchy fabric, moving down until his large hand has cupped me there. Holy fuck. I squirm.

''Oh baby you are soaking wet. And burning fucking hot,'' he growls against my neck. ''is it okay if I make you come this way?''

''Yes!'' its a whimper at this point.

Christian groans deep in his throat as his fingers start to explore. The sensation is almost unbearable, in a good way. I reach around with my hand until I find my goal. I awkwardly unfasten Christians pants and pull down the zipper with one hand. Christian pulls his lips away from my neck, his fingers still moving.

''What are you doing Ana?''

''I want you to feel as good as I do when you t...touch me.''

I reach inside his boxers and grip his erection. It feels huge, my fingers wont go all the way round. The skin is velvety soft but he's rock hard underneath.

''Baby you don't have to...oh fuck...squeeze it harder...yes like that.'' Christian flexes against my hand. His positive reaction makes me a bit braver and I start to stroke him harder as his fingers find their way to my entrance. ''Oh'' I gasp and still my movements for a moment when he slips two fingers inside me.

He pushes them in and out a few times before pushing them deep and rubs against the front wall of my vagina, while his thumb starts to work my clitoris. As if this sensation isn't enough Christian now latches onto my nipple and starts to suck in the same rhythm as his fingers are moving.

My body is just pure sensation right now. The feeling of Christian pleasuring my body as I pleasure his is enough to make me lose all sense of reason. Somewhere in my head I'm thinking I hope I don't hurt him I'm pulling so hard on his penis, but judging by the way he is moaning against my skin I don't think he minds.

Something is starting in my lower belly. A wash of heat is gathering. It's like before on the piano bench, only much more intense. I'm not sure if I can...

''Christian!'' I cry out.

Christian unlatches himself from my nipple. ''That's it baby, come for me. I'm going to come with you.'' Christian reaches down to his own erection with his free hand, wrapping his long fingers around mine and increases my faltering movements. Knowing he his helping me to make him come as he makes me come is all I need to push me over the ledge I'm on and into absolute ecstasy.

I think I scream as I come. Christian is still rubbing me inside and out at a rapid pace now and it prolongs my orgasm. Somewhere I am aware of Christian stilling beside me as I feel a warm pulsing wash over our intertwined fingers as he comes.

We are both moaning loudly and I feel my body bucking and jerking of its own accord.

We eventually come down and just stare at each other. Both of us are covered in a thin layer of sweat.

''Wow.''

Christian chuckles, ''are you going to say that every time you come?''

''Probably.''

He pulls away causing me to pout until he pulls me up with him. He kisses me on the nose. ''Bath Miss Steele.''

''Together?'' I bite my lip. I like the sound of that an awful lot. I have yet to see Christian naked.

''Of course.'' Christian takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom.

He runs the bath making sure the temperature is okay and turns to me. ''I want to undress you Ana.''

I nod. He pulls my shirt over my head and unfastens my bra. Then he kneels down and pulls my leggings and panties down together. Thank God I shaved my legs today. Then he kisses me there and I gasp.

''You smell amazing Ana,'' he murmurs against me.

My blush lights up my whole face.

He stands up and cups my chin. ''Don't ever be shy with me baby. Seeing you this way, with me, makes me so happy I cant describe the feeling in words. I love you Ana.''

Hearing Christian say he loves me will never get old. I throw myself at him and plant kisses all over his face, my naked body against his clothed one. ''I love you too, but you're wearing too many clothes.'' I raise an eyebrow at him.

He chuckles and pulls away so he can quickly undress. Christian naked is...holy fuck. I think I'm dribbling, I know my mouth is gaping like a fish.

He picks up our clothes and turns to place them on a chair and I get my first glimpse of his behind.

It's perfect. I want to grab it, or bite it, or...something.

Christian comes back to me and grins at my expression. He puts one finger under my chin and closes my mouth. ''Like what you see?''

I nod. ''You are beautiful,'' I whisper.

''Why thank you,'' he grins at me again. Guess he's not shy like me.

Once we are comfortable in the bath, my back to his front, we just soak for a while. I try to ignore Christians penis as it pokes my butt cheek. He doesn't mention it either.

We talk about my job, I tell him I'm afraid I may be fired if things don't calm down. He doesn't say much but I'm sure he wont be too broken up about it...seeing as he doesn't want me working there in the first place.

We talk about my mom too. I want to know what her plan here is. Carla Morton always has a plan. We'll just have to wait and see. Neither of us trust her.

After a while we are all pruny so we have to get out I'm dog tired at this stage so Christian dries both himself and me and we climb into bed, me wearing one of Christians t-shirts while he is just in pyjama pants.

He pulls me close and nuzzles my neck and I know if he had his way we would be having sex, and I'm starting to think I am probably almost ready as well.

''Night baby,'' he kisses my hair. He sounds tired.

Okay maybe I'll tell him tomorrow about the sex thing if he's tired.

''Night.''

A/N Something tells me if Ana told Christian she wanted to have sex with him he wouldn't feel so tired anymore!

Please review xxx