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As the elevator climbs, so does our urgency for each other, his to seek solace, mine to appease, our hands are all over each other, our kiss is hot and heavy, God I hope this thing has no CCTV. As the elevator stops and the doors slide open, we reluctantly step apart. We are both breathless and aroused, so in need of each other, I can hardly think straight as Christian takes my hand, we head with haste towards our room. As the suite door closes my back hits it, as we are once again caught up with our arousal, Christian's hands run from my head, slowly down my neck and shoulders, down the sides of my body to my hips, sliding his hands down and around, his firm hands pause at the back of my thighs, in one quick movement, he lifts me off my feet.

I wrap my legs around him and feel him growing hard against me, we groan in time as sweet friction is made, our tongues are fighting, our desire for each other dripping out of every pour. I fist my hands into his hair pulling hard, his groan sends his warm breath into my mouth, and I can't help but moan back against his hot sensual tongue. He steps back from the door holding me close, finally heading for the bedroom, I suddenly squeal as I hear a loud knock on the door behind me, I giggle as Christian chuckles. Stepping back further he puts me on my feet kissing me one last time, we step apart putting a safe distance between us.

We are both panting, slightly disheveled, my body is crying out for him and my eyes are hungry. Christian openly laughs, reading every horney signal my body blatantly expresses. I notice his pants swell even more as I lick my lips, his eyes are locked onto every movement of my tongue, I bite my lip, looking into his eyes. I need him, need to feel him, nothing else is important, his eyes close as he silently counts, when his eyes re-open they are hot, hooded, but alive with humor, he shakes his head with a grin,

"That will be our dinner, go get changed into something comfy, I will deal with this" he straightens his hair, closes his suit jacket, as he composes himself he turns towards the door. I head for the bedroom, still dazed, my body a quivering mess, my legs are like jelly. I kick off my heels before I topple, I turn my head as I hear Christian laughing louder behind me,

"See, that's what happens on an empty stomach" he laughs heartily as he opens the door. The stunned waiter from the restaurant, looks between us, eyes bemused, "Please come in" Christian gestures the waiter inside, he hesitates before entering, his jaw still on the floor, what has he never seen him laugh before? Then I remember, ten minutes ago he was a walking advertisement for stress, I have so much to make up for.

I head to the bathroom and quickly slip off my dress, I catch sight of myself in the full length mirror and smile as I take in how I look in the underwear Kate packed for me. It's a fancy set she bought me for my birthday last year, that I have never had cause to wear, it's a black lace set with a scolloped cup and very skimpy scolloped briefs, very nice, it suits my horney mood. I smile as I reach for my robe, no need to slip on my nightgown, I shudder as a delicious image comes to mind, of Christian peeling my new underwear from me later.

As Christian enters the bathroom, dressed in pj bottoms and a T, my eyes widen, wow he changed quickly, my eyes linger feasting on him, his tight toned chest muscles, are rippling through his tight T, his pj bottoms hang lazily from his hips... I burn as I notice the salacious look that takes over his face. I quickly tie up my robe but his eyes are still hot, I wasn't quick enough, being caught up with him momentarily distracted, he got a good eye full. I squirm internally at his obvious reaction to me, Oh we are never going to eat at this rate.

His eyes shine dangerously as he steps towards me, I feel my breath hitch as he reaches me, he runs his hands through my hair, softly taking the nape of my neck with both his hands. His teasingly slow moving thumbs, send goosebumps down my spine, my body bows into his as I eagerly step forward. Our lips lock and once again the heat starts to rise within us, taking his hair I pull myself into him further, his arms wrap around me, the passion builds between us, taking over us, consuming... Controlling... Almost... Christian pulls away breathless, grinning as he shakes his head, damb his self control,

"Wow... Wow Ana... We need to eat" and he sweeps me up into his strong arms and we head out of the room,

Wrapping my arms around Christian's neck, I snuggle in, as he carries me effortlessly through the bedroom, I lift my head and smile up at him as I take in the bedroom, "You're such a softy Mr Grey" my voice is awe filled, my heart melts, he is such a romantic. Christian has had the fire lit, a small low occasional table moved to in front of it, the candles from the dining table are here and lit. The wine has been poured, a fabulous seafood platter and accompanying dishes, have been laid out and wait to be eaten and my stomach rumbles noisily, Christian's deep laugh fills the room. He puts me on my feet, but my entwined fingers keep my arms around his neck, I may be hungry but I have other needs too, so food can wait... May be if I distract him enough... I stand up on tiptoe, trying to kiss him but he stands tall, a silly grin to his face, he knows exactly what I'm trying to do,

"Oh no you don't... You need to eat, no more kissing till we've eaten" he states firmly, I pout playfully as he chuckles, "The quicker we eat the quicker we can get to bed" he drools, I quiver as his deep voice vibrates right through me and I reluctantly let him go. I know I can't win this, so I begrudgingly force my inner bunny back into her warren.

We're lounging on cushions, on the floor at the foot of the bed, basking in the heat and glow of the fire, sipping our wine, tucking into the delicious array of food. I'm leaning back into Christian's solid chest, his arm is draped over my shoulder. His need for solace and closeness is still apparent, as he can't leave me alone, he brushes my hair, hand feeds me, and kisses me frequently and I couldn't feel more content. Then I feel a twinge of guilt, as all his needful expressions and gestures, are brought on by me, by my rash behavior.

I can't believe I was so selfish to leave him in the restaurant, to just run from him, to panic him into thinking that I would ever, could ever, consider leaving him. I feel awful as I think of my actions reversed, if I thought, even for a second that I had lost him, I would break in two. I have to reassure him everything is truly okay, how sorry I am. I sit up slightly and turn into him, so I can see his face fully, his contented eyes lock with mine,

"I am so sorry for my reaction in the restaurant Christian" I place my hand flat on his chest and lean up to kiss him, his hand cups my face, his eyes sadden a touch, a small frown crease's between his eyes,

"I thought I had lost you, finally repulsed you enough to run... I..." He sounds so sad, I quickly reassure him,

"Repulsed... No... shocked yes... Well freaked really but after taking time to think it through, I realized once again, that you love me... That I love you, I trust you Christian" his eyes soften as I turn and kiss his palm, "I know you're so different with me... Nothing like you have ever been with your subs... But you are so fucked up Christian" I sigh with a smile. I notice his small nod and contrite expression as his eyes lower, I lean up and kiss him tenderly, an lift his chin so he is looking at me. His eyes are wary but I feel mine soften further and my heart beat quickens, as I still see traces of panic on his face, he needs more convincing,

"It's your past Christian... The man here with me now isn't fucked up, isn't living in the past, having nightmares or re-enacting his fears... We have a future Christian, I want your future" I state firmly, his arms wrap around me pulling me into his chest, his hand strokes my hair, I feel his heartbeat calming, against my cheek, "With what you went through Christian, I can understand your need for the resemblance, your need... For what you did... So don't hate yourself for it, please... But you really do need to let it all go, you can't drag it around with you forever... I know you have changed so much, I'm overjoyed to be helping you do that but I must ask... This is it now isn't it? No more skeletons? No more dark secrets?... Please tell me I know everything, I don't think I could handle anything more" his arms tighten further, his lips press firmly on my brow, as I feel the weight of my unquestioned worry leave me,

"Oh baby I'm sorry you have to be tainted by all of this but... Yes Ana, you now know, every sordid detail about My Fucked up life, My... Oh Ana... What can I say to convince you, to prove to you, that my heart, mind, and soul, belong to you, I..." his voice is determined, desperate even, I glance up to his eyes are still pained,

With my need to comfort still fueled, I try to reassure him further, why will he just not believe? "Christian, there is no need, I truly do believe that you love me, see only me, want only me" his whole demeanor changes as the truth of my words finally sink in, he cups my face, sweeping this thumb over my cheek,

"I can't understand why you didn't run... Anyone else would..." I nervously chew on my lip, should I tell him about meeting Trish? Yes... We must have no secrets,

"I spoke to Trish in the bathroom" I whisper into his chest, I feel his body stiffen and glance up, his eyes darken as his face is distraught with dread, "What did she..."

"Christian, don't be upset, she... She didn't tell me anything... That she shouldn't have" His face relaxes slightly, "After talking to her, I knew my instincts and feelings about you, where one hundred percent right... She told me not to worry, to trust you, she thinks I'm good for you... I know that with her and all your other subs, you were a completely different man, a man I don't know, a man I have never seen... I want to be with you Christian" his face falls easily into a smile, the sparkle returns to his eyes, I feel the relief flow right through his body as he pulls me closer, his contented sigh a blessing to hear, "She told me to trust you... And I do Christian... I truly do."

"Oh Ana, I'm sorry you had to face that, that you have to deal with all of this shit... She meant nothing to me, I promise... She..." his hand runs through my hair, his voice low, trying to convince,

"Christian it's fine, I know... She seemed really nice... You broke her heart you know" I add trying to bring humor back, I feel him shake his head,

"No I didn't... She was just looking for love in all the wrong places" his voice has an edge of sadness to it, "She was never meant to be a submissive, well not emotionally anyway..." his voice trails off,

"What happened to her?" I ask, I knew she must have troubles, secrets, a past,

"She had a tough time at home as a teenager I think... I was her fourth Dom in less than two years, she got emotionally attached..." his voice drifts off, why do I get the feeling I'm not getting the whole story? But I don't dwell, I liked her, she can keep her secrets, "I didn't recognize the man she was with, he..."

"He isn't her Dom, he is her husband to be, they are staying here considering whether to use the hotel for their wedding... So please don't worry, she meant no harm, talking to her eased me, all your ghosts are banished Christian" I snuggle in with a yawn, the wine, food and heat from the fire, making me feel sleepy,

"May be I should thank her, I could pay for their wedding" he suggests firmly,

"You would do that?" my voice is amazed,

"Of course, it's a small price to pay, for her helping me keep you" God this man is amazing,

"You are such a softy" I murmur into him, my eyelids heavy,

"I wouldn't go that far Ana but I would like to thank her," he chuckles, but I hear the determination in his tone,

"Just call down to the restaurant and pay for their meal"

"Yes... Okay, I can do that" his voice is adamant, he leans and stretches over to his jacket which is on the nearby chair and digs in his pocket for his phone, I snuggle further in, as I slide down from his chest, my head now resting comfortably on his toned belly, I sigh contentedly my eyes closed, I hear Chrsitian speak and smile,

"This is Christian Grey... Good evening to you too... I would like to settle the bill for a couple dining with you this evening... I'm not sure... Patricia Francis and her partner, they are staying at the hotel... A Dr Benson, No that's fine, would you also present them with a bottle of your finest champagne with my compliments and thanks... Yes that's all, thank you" he ends the call, I open one eye and see Christian still messing with his phone, I catch a small smile on his lips,

"What is it?" I ask, as my eyes close,

"Dr Benson... I have heard of him, I'm running him through google, and I was right, he's a top psychologist" he chuckles softly "She will be fine, she is marrying a shrink, they are perfectly suited"

"Just like me and you," I yawn out, as he chuckles,

"Oh Ana, on paper we are total opposites"

"Exactly, who better for a virgin, than a total sex god" I giggle sleepy, feeling the weight of sleep take over, his hand strokes my face softly, and the last thing I hear is Christians soft voice in my ear,

"Oh Ana... I love you..."

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As Ana sleeps peacefully in my lap, I let my thought wander over what has happened over the last few hours, I can't believe how this woman surprises me at every turn, how she can make sense of all the depravity. When I finally let my last secret go and told her about my birth Mother and my sick twisted self, I thought for certain that was it, that I had finally lost her. Any normal person would have left that table and never looked back... Only Ana, could live out my worst fear and still return to love me, would still want me, maybe she is just as crazy as I am, or opposites really do attract.

Those fifteen minutes, that I sat alone at that table, in total limbo not knowing anything, where the worst of my life. Above all else, the dread that she wouldn't come back was the most painful thing I have ever had to go through. It tore at me and left me cold, broken feeling more helpless than I ever had before. When she came back I felt whole, complete, saved, my fucked up life hadn't scared her off... In fact it brought her back to me, I shake my head confounded.

I can't believe she spoke to Patricia, Thank God it was her and not one of my many others, they would never have treated Ana kindly, they certainly wouldn't have been happy and never in a million would they have reassured her about me, but Patricia always was different. I suddenly feel a wave of shame and remorse wash over me, thinking about my time with her, I knew she was troubled, right from the start, her fucked up past rivals mine, I only told Ana half the story... For her sake and mine.

Patricia's teenage years had been tough, her Mother died when she was thirteen years old, she was left to look after her abusive alcoholic Father, and three older Brothers, and the apple never, falls far from the tree. For years she was beaten by them all, her background check threw up lots of flags, things I would normally avoid, but I knew her tolerance to pain... Was high, and I used that to my advantage . I feel regret now for my selfishness, and then feel worse as I recall some of our more heavier sessions, I know she enjoyed them... But I think it broke her a little more every time,

Looking back, I see now, that I treated her badly. I recall the last time I ever saw her, it was the day she told me she loved me. I took her into my playroom to enjoy my hardy sub one final time, then I told her to leave. I saw her heartbreak but like all the others, it held no meaning, or interest to me, so I just threw her away, like yesterdays trash, even knowing how fragile she was, I didn't care. I feel like crap now for treating her so badly but I'm glad she is finally happy. But all these new feelings I have for her, have only been brought to my attention because of the sleeping beauty before me.

Looking down at Ana asleep next to me, I smile as my heart swells, she's so beautiful, caught up in the dancing flames of the fire, her body looks alive. Her amazing slender leg is thrown over mine, her butt is bent outwards as her head rests on my lower chest, the curve of her hip through her silk robe has my mind wandering and my body stirring, my hand is drawn to her.

I gently run my fingers over her soft flushed cheek, she feels warm from the fire, she sleeps soundly, her breathing even, her lips slightly parted, she looks beautiful. My fingers reach her neck and I let my fingers lingers, brushing her warm skin, I feel her body shift slightly and her neck arches into my hand. I smile amazed that even in sleep, she is so responsive to my touch, I run my fingers slowly down her back and she pushes herself into me, pushing her soft hair free from her face, I notice her rapid eye movements and she softly starts to mumble in her sleep.

I trail my fingers back up her spine, brushing over her soft silk robe, I feel myself harden as I remember how she looks without it, as I reach her neck, I run my fingers around the top of her robe and push it from her shoulder, it falls fluidly, exposing her lovely presented cleavage. I trace my fingers along the cut of her bra and see and feel her chest rise, she squirms against me and softly starts to murmur my name. I feel my need for her rise, literally and I'm getting more uncomfortable by the second.

I run my fingers down, through her cleavage to her soft belly, she instinctively rolls away from me onto her back and her robe continues to open as my fingers travel further. As I reach the belt of her robe, I take it and pull it open, pushing it free from her body, my hand rests on her hip, and I pause to just drink her in. She looks stunning, my cock twitches as my hand travels up her side, feeling my touch, she arches off the cushions and her arms stretch lazily above her head. I need to touch her, feel her, lose myself in her.

I gently move away, stand quickly and head over to the bedside draw, grabbing what I need, I quickly head back, pulling my clothes off as I go, I roll on the condom, and lay back down beside her. I continue to run my fingers over her beautiful soft skin, I need to touch her, need to please her, need to convince myself she is still mine, I need to make up for all the shit, I have filled her head with.

I lean up onto my elbow and lean into her and plant soft nibbling kisses on her abdomen, I notice her legs start to move involuntarily, and smile against her skin as she responds on cue, I slowly brush my tongue over her soft skin, and her moan is belly deep. I run my tongue slowly along the edge of her skimpy underwear and clearly hear my whispered name, I smile as I push my nose across the mound of her pubic hair. I nuzzle my nose in, breathing deeply and feel her thighs slightly part, I allow my head to fall forward, in-between and start to tease her through her underwear. Her moan is loud and deep and I feel her hands run across my back and reach my head, her fingers fan out running wildly through my hair, who would have known that such an amazing reaction could be had, just from someone touching my hair.

She is slowly waking I realize, as her hands pull harder in my hair, I roll my head in her hands, revelling in her touch. I burrow deeper into her at the same time, but I need to taste her, feel her. I run My hand up and over her thigh and slowly pull her underwear to the side out of the way, my tongue eagerly meets her exposed sweet dripping flesh. Her moan is loud and ferral and I gasp into her as I nearly lose it... Like some teenage boy... God the effect she has on me is overwhelming. I need to kiss her, look into her gorgeous blue eyes, with a final tease goodbye I bring my kisses higher.

As I head up to her gasping mouth I spent time with her heaving chest, her breasts are flushed, firm, and wanting and I groan with pure satisfaction, as I spot the front opening clasp of her bra. Her hands travel slowly down my back and like her, I instinctively bow into her, getting closer. I roll over her as her legs open and I lay my head on her warm heaving chest, her arms wrap around me and I know she is fully awake now, I turn my head and start to kiss her soft swelled breasts and as her hold on me loosens, I rise up onto my elbows.

I reach for the clasp of her bra and groan as her breasts are finally exposed, I take a nipple eagerly in my mouth and suck and tease, until her moans are loud, teasing her other nipple with my thumb and forefinger, I feel her writhe beneath me. Her hands trail my back, her nails softly raking my skin, the shiver that runs through me, causes my cock to throb against her and I hear, her soft gasping giggle. Her hand lingers on my hip undecided, then brazenly runs around under my hip, her fingers gently brush the indent at the tip of my thigh and I feel a quiver run through me, God, one simple touch... Ana giggles as I raise my head to look at her, her eyes are smoldering, devilishly alive.

As I hold her gaze, I feel her hand move from my thigh and slowly continue till her fingers touch my cock, I see her tongue run over her lips and I blink heavily with a moan as she firmly grips me. Her eyes widen as her hand starts to slowly move, in such a confined space her movements are small, but God I feel them... Feel them deep. She shuffles slightly, so she is closer and I lower my lips to hers, I feel her other hand move her underwear, as I had earlier and our kiss intensify further. It's slow, sensual, wet, and I can't help my deep moan into her mouth as she starts to circle the end of my throbbing cock around her hot sweet flesh. She wants me... She needs me... Like I need her, she is taking control and I revel in it, knowing she still wants to be mine, my kiss deepens, becomes more desperate as she slowly pushes me into her. She raises her hips up to take me, as I hold still, this is her claiming me, her hands rake my back and it takes all of me, to hold still, I just want to maul every inch of her.

She slowly moves her hips to move herself up and down, her hands rake my back and once again reach my hair, she mumbles my name against my lips and all restraint is lost. As I lay into her filling her, just that little bit deeper, her moan is long and deep. I slowly start to move, keeping the pace she started, slow and deep, slow and deep, I feel her body start to build. I run my hand up her side and her arm stretches away from me and up over her head, my hand continues up the underside of her arm and our fingers interlock, I shift my weight and our actions are repeated. As I lay over her, her arms are outstretched, her chest arched into mine, total contact... I keep my slow steady rhythm, looking deeply into her eyes, I see she is close as they slightly glaze and hood, I'm holding off as best I can, but I am about to burst.

I kiss her deeply our tongues teasing, pushing just that little bit deeper, I feel her legs move and wrap around me as her insides start to throb, "Come on baby" I whisper against her soft lips, and she virtually explodes, I feel her internal spasms, gripping me tight and I pour myself into her, with a groan of pure awe. Her neck arches parting our lips and I instantly run my nose up to her ear, inhaling as I do, her scent is intoxicating, she hugs me to her tight, I can feel our chests pounding against each other, and for the first time in my life, I truly know how if feels to make love.

Every time with Ana has been special... Something new, but this... This was... It was perfect, I started it, she finished it, totally in sync... Total perfection, "Oh Ana... That was... That was... Oh God I love you" is all I can manage,

"Oh my god Christian... I so needed that" she giggles sheepishly, I laugh kissing her quickly,

"My pleasure baby, though you were pretty good yourself" she squirms beneath me, stretching out the kinks and I feel myself start to harden. I ease out of her kissing her as I do, I roll away from her and quickly pull off the condom, tie it and toss it into the trash. Standing, I notice her wild eyes haven't left me and I smile down at her, she looks amazing, all flushed skin, wild hair, half dressed, I see her flush, as a shiver runs through her, and the bunny still wants to play... Bending down, I pick her up and head for the bed,

"Is it morning already?" she asks, trying to hide a yawn, I place her on the bed, and I jump in beside her and we nestle down, me on my back, Ana sprawls across my chest,

"No baby, sorry... You have only been asleep for about an hour... I just couldn't resist you... You just looked so sexy and the way you squirm and moan in your sleep, was too much to bare... I just had to wake you... I am so sorry," I'm teasing now and well she knows it, as she takes her lip and flushes, rolling onto her side to face me, her eyes are still hungry, her fingers trail my chest,

"That's okay... I forgive you... As long as you promise me one thing... You have to wake me like that... Every hour... On the hour" she giggles loudly, as I roll quickly pinning her beneath me, I brush my lips across her ear as I whisper,

"You got it baby... You got it..."