Christian's POV:

I'm annoyed that Anastasia has gotten me so many gifts. I wish she hadn't gone through all the trouble for me. The camera looks expensive, and I would have just been happy with this little getaway. The gifts were terrific of course, but hearing Ana tell me that she loved me was the best gift of all. I am lost in thought when she rejoins me, and I don't hear her coming back at first, but once I see her my jaw drops.

"Holy shit," I say without thinking. Anastasia is wearing beautiful gold and red lace lingerie. I think Anastasia should sleep in satins and silk, but I might add lace to the list. "You're a mighty fine sight, Miss Steele." I stand up and walk towards her, stopping when I'm about a foot away. I look her up and down, nodding with approval. I extend my hand to her, and she takes it gingerly. I pull her into me and place a fervent kiss on her lips. She kisses me back with every ounce of passion I give. I bring her hips into me so she can feel how much I need her. I effortlessly pick her up, and she takes her queue to wrap her legs around my waist. Looking down at me smiling I carry her into the bedroom, which is filled with candles. I smile at her, and she bites her lip. I'm going to bite that lip is all I can think when I place her on the bed, and she squirms around.

"Umm… Christian," She says in a sweet, shy voice. "I know you've been cool with all this stuff. You know leaving behind your lifestyle for me." She blushes in an adorable manner she often does, but I am scared to see where she's going with this.

"Ana, I would move heaven and earth for you." I want to reassure her that I can do this. It's true. I would do anything in my power to keep her safe and happy.

"And I you," She pauses "but I know you miss it sometimes. So I thought maybe.. we could experiment. I trust you completely Christian. I want you to share your world with me, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't fascinated by all this." I have missed it, but I need Ana more than I need my playroom.

"Anastasia, you don't have to do this for me."

"I want to."

"Well, we don't really have the tools for it tonight."

"You underestimate me, Mr Grey." She hops off the bed and moves over to her desk chair where her overnight bag is. She pulls out a pair of leather cuffs, a black leather riding crop and a blindfold.

"How did you get in?" Only Gail and I have the key, and I can hardly imagine Gail giving it to her.

"If Mr Grey didn't want me to enter the playroom he shouldn't have left the key on his bedside table." She says smirking at me. Looking at her smirking holding everything I instantly go into dom mode.

"So… you want to play?" I ask wiping the smirk off her face. Oh, yes, I am going to enjoy this.

"Yes, sir." She responds immediately throwing me off guard. She places the toys on the bed and stands beside them with her head cast down. So she can be submissive when she wants to.

"Anastasia you may look at me." Her head shoots up, and her blue eyes gaze into mine. "I am going to cuff your wrists together do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir." She responds immediately.

"Good girl. Put your hands behind your back." I command, and she complies. I wrap the first restraint around her left wrist and then her right. She is restrained and at my mercy. A million ideas run through my head. Oh, Anastasia, what am I going to do with you tonight?

Anastasia's POV:

I trust Christian completely, but I have to admit I'm a little scared. He changed the second I showed him the toys, and it's hot as hell. His voice is deep and demanding making it easy to follow his orders.

"I'm going to slip this blindfold over your eyes now." He says, and soon the world is dark. I can't see him, but I can still feel his gaze. He grabs the back of my neck and gives me an urgent, passionate kiss. "I'm not going to use the crop for your first time, but I will spank you. This isn't a punishment Anastasia. This is for your pleasure and mine." He growls

"Yes, sir." He sits down on the bed and grabs my hand, slowly he leads me towards him and bends me over his legs, so my ass is sticking up in the air. He caresses me and then his hand is gone, and he pulls down my underwear. Not a moment later his hand strikes my ass. I yelp in pain and try to absorb what I'm feeling. It stings at first, but it was more the shock of the strike. He continues a rhythm for hitting my backside then massaging the area. After the shocks over a new sensation of pleasure runs through my body. To be honest, it's confusing, but I like it. When Christian stops he massages my backside for a minute before helping me back to my feet.

"You did very well, Anastasia."

"Thank you, sir." I blush.

"Since you've pleased me so much," I hear him circling me like a vulture circling its prey. I become more self-conscious about my lack of underwear. "Still." He commands, and I stop wriggling. "As I was saying. I think it's time to please you." He turns me around and pushes me forward, so I am bending over. "Grab the bed."

"Yes, sir," I respond immediately. I grab the baseboard as Christian grabs my ass. I yelp since it's still somewhat sore from my spanking.

"Your ass is a delicious shade of pink, Anastasia." I still have my blindfold, but I can tell he's got a cat who caught the canary grin on his face. It does nothing to help the need I have for him. To think when I met this man I wanted nothing to do with him, and now, I can't get enough. I can't sense where he is, but out of nowhere he thrusts into me, and I moan - oh my!

He keeps a slow, steady pace with his hands on my hips. I want him to go faster. There is a wonderful feeling that is new to me building in me. "Christian please!" I beg.

"Hmm... I like that. Tell me what you want, Ana." I scowl because I know he's doing this on purpose.

"Christian, faster please." I pause "Sir." He groans and quickens his pace. With every thrust, I can feel myself building to my climax. Christians moans and I can tell he's close too.

"Come for me, Ana." And with those words, I become undone. I call out his name over and over as he empties himself into me. I lose my composure and fall to the ground, but he catches me. He pulls me into his lap and wraps his arms around me.

"I love you, Anastasia." He says kissing me.

"I love you too, Christian." When I feel I can manage it, I find my way to my feet and strip. Walking over to my overnight bag I pull on a lace trim chemise, Christian bought for me.

"Is that one of the things I bought for you?"

"Yes, it is," I say with a smile.

"I must send Caroline Acton a thank you note."

"Who?"

"The personal shopper at Neiman Marcus." I walk into the washroom and do my nighttime routine of washing my face and brushing my teeth. Christian does the same beside me.

"Christian?" I say looking over at him.

"Yes."

"Can you leave so I can pee." I blush, and he rolls his eyes.

"Anastasia, we just had sex are you telling me you can't pee in front of me?"

"No, I can't. Get out." I demand, and he laughs.

"I'm going." He closes the door behind him and leaves me to my business. Once I've finished, I crawl into bed beside him. He doesn't speak, but he pulls me close to him and kisses the top of my head. I feel the weight of the day settle on me and I fall asleep quickly.

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