Chapter 25
Ana's POV
I deepen our kiss a little but then pull away. His answering growl means I have him right where I want him. I'm gonna have some fun. There has been way too much drama tonight and I need a stress release.
"Christian, are we ok? I mean as ok as we can be for right now. Are we together? You did call me your ex-girlfriend before." I look up at him with my best puppy dog eyes.
"Of course we are together, Anastasia. I only said that to see if I could get a rise out of you. You are the one that said that we couldn't just wake up and be back together and ok just like that. But yes we are ok. Sure we have things to get through, like the fact you don't want to live with me, but we'll make it." He pouts at me.
"Ok, come with me. I have something to show you." I smirk and start walking through the house with him following me. I show him the Library, my office, the kitchen, the gym and then we get to the most special room in the house.
"This is my playroom!" I swing the door open and can't contain my giggles as he looks at me in horror before actually taking in the room. It is an actual playroom. Filled to the brim with toys and games, there is a ping pong table and a pool table, dart board and old time video games. It's a big kid's dream. I pick up the ping pong paddle and give him a swift smack on the ass with it.
"Ouch, Ana, what the fuck?" He yells at me rubbing the spot on his ass where I laid the blow.
"I warned you before that I was going to return the favor. Now I've had enough playing. There is a chair placed at the end of my bed. Go take your clothes off and sit in that chair. Wait for me, I will be there soon." I want the power tonight and damn it he is going to give it to me this time.
"Ana, what are you…" I raise the paddle and give him another hard smack on the ass warning him not to fuck with me.
"Christian, I would hold your tongue if I were you. This paddle and I are becoming very fast friends. Now go do what I say or you will be punished." I give him the wickedest smirk I can muster. I put down the paddle and walk out of the room. I might have to revisit that again sometime, it was fun.
When I get back to my room I find that Christian has in fact been a very good boy. He is naked, sitting in the exact position I told him to be in. I have put on a see through lace nighty with no panties and 6 inch fuck me pumps. His expression immediately turns wild. Let the games begin.
Christian's POV
Holy FUUUCCCKKK! She looks fucking hot in that black lace getup and those fucking heels just screaming to be thrown over my shoulders while I'm pounding into her fucking beautiful pussy. She is playing this up for all she's got too. Just like the sexy kitten she is she crawls up the bed in front of me so I can see that she is pantiless. I reach out to grab her ass but she swats my hand away and wags her finger at me. She positions herself on her back with her legs wide open leaning up on her elbows. God, she looks inviting.
"Now, Mr. Grey, you are not to leave that chair. And whatever you do .COME! I will tell you when you will have your release. Are you ready to play this game with me, Mr. Grey?" I nod at her, shit I'm fucking hard as hell, let's see where she takes this.
"Good boy. Now I want you to stroke yourself. Do not move to touch me. Just watch. You said it turns you on to see me play with myself so let's see just how hot I can get you." She gives me this evil smile and leans back on one elbow pulling the pillows up under her back to prop herself up. I immediately lean back in the chair and start to stroke my length.
She licks her fingers and then brings them down to her swollen clit stroking herself in small little circles before dipping her fingers inside herself and pulling more moisture up to her waiting pleasure spot. She starts to gride her hips and moan and I think I am going to come right then. Don't come, don't come, she told you not to come! I have to keep repeating this to myself to try and hold on to some precious control. But then she fucking takes her breast in her other hand and brings it up to her mouth. She swirls her tongue around her nipple before taking it in her own mouth and sucking hard. I'm lost I come violently all over the floor. FUCK! I've never seen a women suck on her own tits before.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Christian! Didn't I tell you NOT to come? Now you are going to have to be taught a lesson I'm afraid." She leans over and rubs her finger over the cum on the tip of my throbbing cock and then slides her finger into her mouth to lick it clean. If I hadn't just come so violently I would have come again watching that. I know what she is doing. She is playing Domme on me. Hell, if that is what she needs right now, I'll play along. She tops from the bottom half the time anyway.
"Kneel up on the bed facing the headboard. Grab on to each side. Do it now!" She gets off the bed and goes to retrieve something out of the drawer.
"Yes, Mistress." I whisper before climbing on the bed into position. She blindfolds me and binds my hands to the bed posts. Now I am getting nervous. No woman has done this to me since Elena and I'm not sure I want these kinds of memories dug up again. But this is not Elena, this is your Ana.
"You remember your safe words, don't you Christian?" What the hell is she going to do to me that I need safe words? I can feel myself start to hyperventilate.
"Ye-es, Mistress." I manage to squeak out before I feel her position herself behind me on the bed.
"You will NOT call me that, Christian. That is what you called the one who will not be named. I am not her am I Christian? You will call me LOVE. You love me don't you, Christian?" She whispers from somewhere behind me.
"Yes, Mi…..LOVE." I catch myself before I make another mistake. My heart is pounding but I'm rock hard again anyway.
"LOVE will not hurt you! LOVE will always see you though. You trust LOVE, don't you, Christian?" She growls in my other ear. She is moving around to keep me off balance. So I can't tell where she is coming from next.
"Yes, Love!" Love won't hurt me. My love, Ana won't hurt me. I keep repeating this to myself over and over.
"I am going to give you 6 whacks as your punishment and you will count with me. Do you know why you are being punished?" She starts to caress my ass. Where the hell did she get this? I never punishment spanked her before. She wouldn't have any of that, only a few playful swats now and then until this afternoon. My mind is blank. What did she ask?
"Um….because I was bad and came on your floor when you told me not to?" It comes out as more of a question than an answer. It's like I'm a fucking teenager again.
"No, Christian, although I may have to add a whack for that one too. You will receive 1 whack for leaving me in that damn jail. You will receive another for giving her the power you wouldn't give to me. The other 4 are 1 for each month we spent apart. You are damn well going to give me the trust and control that you should have given me 4 fucking months ago. And if you are a good boy then maybe I will fuck you with my mouth and let you come. Now COUNT!" And with that the first blow comes down hard on my ass.
"ONE!" I scream out, surprised by the sting of the blow. I had forgotten what this feels like.
"TWO!" I groan. She was easier on that one. I can do this for her. I can do this for her.
"THREEEEE!" Harder again. She keeps hitting the same spot too. My senses are so overwhelmed. My thighs are spread wide on the bed, my cock hanging heavy between them. God I want to stroke myself sooooo bad. I need some friction but I can't move since I am bound to the bed. I try to spread my legs a little further so I can rub myself on the mattress but she catches me.
"Is this what you're looking for, baby?" She purrs and snakes her hand around from behind me to give me three long strokes before withdrawing her hand again. God, I am going to explode.
"Now that would be cheating. You're doing so well, baby. But if I catch you doing that again I will add 5 more blows to that fine ass of yours." I can tell that she is smirking. She is rubbing my ass again where she hit me.
"FFFFFOOOOUUURRR! WHACK! Oh, hot damn that was hard! Shit, she moved to the other cheek right above my balls. I wasn't expecting that.
"FIVE!" I whimper. I can't take this anymore. Is this really how all my Subs felt? Why did I ever like doing this to anyone? I'm pulling so hard on my restraints that I can feel them chafing my skin. She actually had rope in that fucking drawer by her bed. I should have looked in it when she gave me the chance.
"Six." I cry softly. It's over. I made it. I did it for her. I can't believe I ever thought I needed that shit. All I need is my Ana.
"Sshhh, Sshhhh, it's ok, baby. You did great. You will have your release now." She positions herself between me and the headboard but does not move to release me or remove the blindfold.
I shudder when I feel her take me in her hand and swirl her tongue around the tip of my aching cock. "Ok baby, I want you to fuck my mouth. I am not done claiming you yet." She purrs. I can't see what position she is in but when I feel her slide her lips over my head I take that as my cue to start moving my hips. I am so overwhelmed by sensations. I think that I am still whimpering and moaning at the same time but I can't tell which sounds are coming from whom. I am so close, I can feel myself tighten. HOLY FUCKING HELL! She just slid her finger into my ASS! She is fingering my ass while sucking my cock and it feels so right, so wrong, so good, soooo I don't fucking know. I erupt into the most mind blowing, earth shattering orgasm ever. It just keeps going and going, I just can't seem to stop coming.
"There, there, baby. That's it. Now every single inch of your body belongs to me!" She sits up and releases my hands and pulls off the blindfold. I fall onto the bed and curl up on my side. My whole body feels like jello and is still twitching. Fuck, what did she do to me? Whatever it is I already know I'll never be the same. I feel her start to rub cream on my ass while cooing in my ear about sleep. It doesn't take me long to succumb to her wishes and I am lost in dreams of dominant bright blue eyes.
Michael's POV
I think I hate these two more and more every minute. I think they were louder last night on purpose just because I told them to keep it down. Well, if there's one thing I know, it's that if I can be a dick then Ana can definitely be a Bitch when she wants to. Then the fuckers had the nerve to start up again this morning, louder than ever. That shits just not right.
I must admit though this fucking helicopter is cool. I'm trying my best not to look impressed but shit the fucker can actually fly it himself too. I mean I'm wealthy in my own right but this ass is fucking ridiculous. At least I know that if he sticks it out then Ana and the little one will never want for anything, not that they would have anyway with me around but there is nothing like having your real parents there for you either. At least that is what we have been told. Ana doesn't have the best staying power so I hope she doesn't fuck this up. They really do look happy right now.
We land and I can tell Grey wants rid of me as soon as possible. I can't say I blame him. I've had the whole pregnancy to take part in this kind of shit. This is his first opportunity.
"Banner, you coming with us or are we picking you up later?" He is much more docile today. I guess Ana tying him to the bed and whipping the shit out of him helped put his stank attitude into check. Even without the counting and the screaming last night or the way he couldn't sit down right I would be able to tell what they are in to. Just the way he leered at her while strapping her into the helicopter or those tell-tale rope burns on his wrists would give them away. He thought he hid them pretty well but I am paid to be observant. Among other things.
"No, just have them print me a picture too. I'll meet up with you guys later. Ana can call me when you either want to leave or have dinner. I have some business to attend to." That's right fucker, I may be willing to give you the benefit of the doubt and play nice for Ana's sake but I'm still going to do everything in my power to make sure she is safe. And there are still just too many unanswered questions revolving around a certain dead blond bitch to let go. Why is he not at all upset? Why did his Mother, who was suppose to be her best friend not even give her a memorial service? What are they hiding? Never mind all his crazy ass ex-subs he's got running around. Yes, I know all about his past. I am good at what I do. I can't wait to see what mother fuckers will come out of the wood work when it gets out that Ana's baby is his. This is gonna be a fucking nightmare. I need answers.
Ana's POV
Christian and Michael seemed to be able to at least tolerate each other this morning. Although from his scowl over breakfast I could tell that we were loud enough for Michael to hear us this morning. I told Christian to lay off. Once in the bed, then the shower, then the closet when I was trying to get dressed was enough. But then I had to blow him while he was on the phone with Taylor so I guess I kind of got him back. I could fuck that man 24/7 and never get bored. I feel bad about Christian's wrists. I hadn't realized that I had tied the rope so tight. He told me not to worry about it but I may have to buy him a new watch and bracelet just to cover them up.
We check in to Dr. Brewster's office and are told to have a seat that the Doctor will be with us shortly. Usually, a Sonogram tech would do the ultrasound and print off measurements and pictures and then I would go over everything with the Doctor but this time I called and asked if Dr. Brewster would mind doing the Ultrasound himself since it is Christian's first time. The nurse calls us in and goes through her usual routine of having me gown up, taking my weight and blood pressure while asking me if there have been any issues since my last appointment. I can feel Christian tense next to me when she asks that last question but I assure them both that nothing has been out of the ordinary. My blood pressure is a little high so I am once again instructed to lie on my left side so they can retake it later. For the love of God, Christian looks like a frightened animal, of course my pressure is going to be elevated. He keeps patting my hand telling me everything will be alright, which I know is more for his benefit then for mine. Finally Dr. Brewster comes in and I immediately want to smack him.
"So, Hi again Ana. Mr. Grey, I see Ana has finally gotten her head removed from her ass and invited you to be involved." He smirks at me and offers his hand to Christian. Jackass, but I love him.
"Pleasure to meet you Doctor." Christian is always so formal.
"So first off, I would usually do the sonogram first and then do a question and answer session right after but since I have a feeling this is going to be a rather emotional visit I think we will go through any questions you may have first." He looks at us both expectantly.
"I have no questions right now other than to know that the baby is progressing as it should. Christian?" I begin and then nudge Christian to ask whatever he needs to know. Dr. Brewster shifts all his focus to Christian.
"Yes, well. Um…Ana and I….well…..you see…." He is not pulling off his usually calm CEO persona very well right now.
"You want to know about sex?" Thank the good Doctor for saving him from himself.
"Yes, Ana told me about the loss of the other baby and I was just wondering how that affects this baby going forward. We have been very active in the past few days." He places his hand on my belly and looks so sad.
"Of course, I understand your concerns. As with any pregnancy, previous complications do increase the risk of further complications but Ana has been doing very well after that last disappointment. There is no reason to believe that anything more will go wrong. It is of course possible with any pregnancy but I don't see any reason for extra concern right now. While I don't suggest you tie her to the bed and pound into her with all you've got, sex is definitely acceptable. It can actually be very beneficial to relaxing the woman and is usually encouraged." I can't believe he just said that. To Christian's credit he doesn't even flinch.
"Thank you, Doctor. I am sure I had other questions but I am so excited about seeing our baby for the first time that I can't seem to remember them right now." He smiles at me and takes my hand again.
"That is understandable, Mr. Grey. I will make sure you have all my contact information before you leave and you can call or e-mail me when you remember them. If that is all then let's get this show on the road. Mr. Grey, please sit on that side of Ana and I will be on this side. This way we can all see the screen. I will do the 3D imaging first so you can get a good picture of the baby's face and then I will switch to the traditional so I can get a better look at the bone formation and blood vessels. Do we want to know the sex?" He smiles between both of us.
"NO!" me.
"YES!" Christian.
We both look at each other and Christian nods at me to have my way. "No, Dr. Brewster. The baby will stay Baby Blip until it is born. I want it to be a surprise." I squeeze Christian's hand and give him a shy smile.
"Baby Blip?" He whispers in my ear.
"Yes, when Dr. Brewster did the first sonogram with me all the baby was, was a little blip on the screen so that became its nickname." I kiss his hand and turn my attention to the screen that is now coming to life.
Dr. Brewster squirts some cold sono gel on my tummy and starts to slide the wand around. Usually he has to point out the important things to me. After several clicks and beeps and what I can only assume are different angles he addresses us.
"Ok, Mr. Gr.." Christian holds up his hand to stop him. Oh, NO.
"Please, Doctor, call me Christian." The Doctor and I both smile at him and we continue.
"Ok, Christian, Ana are we ready to see the little one? It has its fingers over part of its eye but it is still the cutest angle I could get. There is its face, there's the hands and feet…. And let me just flip this switch here…..there is its heartbeat." He points everything out, clicks a few more buttons and flips the switch that fills the air with the beautiful music of swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
There are no words. I'm staring at the screen and trying to focus back on what Dr. Brewster is saying. "Ok, I have printed off a few pictures of the baby's face for you. Now I am going to switch to the traditional sonogram and take a look at the baby's structure." The Doctor goes about his business, this is the technical part and as long as he tells me everything is peachy I really don't follow it.
I finally take a moment to steal a glance at Christian and I am shocked to see tears flowing down his cheeks. He is not saying anything, just staring at my stomach, silently crying. I don't say a word. I let him have his moment. I feel like shit. I robbed him of this for so long. He picks up his shaky hand and brushes it across the top of my abdomen before resting it there until Dr. Brewster calls out to know what just happened. I had almost forgotten he was here.
"Whoa! What was that? I have got to get a picture of this! What did you guys do?" He looks at us puzzled but very excited.
"Um..I just brushed my hand across her belly. Did I do something wrong?" Christian asks him worry lacing his voice.
"No, no, nothing wrong at all. I guess the little one approves of you being here and your touch too. Check out this screen. Your baby just gave you a thumbs up, Daddy!" He turns the screen back towards us and starts laughing. Christian leans over and gives the baby a kiss and whispers that he loves them then he leans my way, tears now running down his cheeks again. "I love you, Ana" he whispers. I grab his hair and pull him farther down for a kiss. "I love you too, Christian, so much."
A/N – I am terribly sorry for missing my usual Friday update. I had a really fucked up week and to be honesty without BannersandMash dealing with my constant e-mails back and forth I don't think I would have made it through it. She is trying to get some more attention to her blog "Silver and Spice". please show her some love.
Thanks to Sya Damon for mentioning me and "more than we seem?" on Facebook. I really appreciate that. And Alex and Vanessa for the nice comments on that thread too.
Shout out to ShadoeCoon for the paddle idea a few chapters ago. I just couldn't pass it up. It was too fun.