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A/N: So you are all really loving the sweet chapters as much as the angsty ones... We'll see if you keep liking everything after this little number...
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THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M! Please take note, guys!
Fifty Shades Abandoned – Chapter Twenty-Five
"Fashionably late, Bro," Elliot said as he relaxed with back in his seat in the club. Ana and Kate might be late, but Elliot knew it was for a good reason. A very good reason. He loved that he could lounge in the VIP area, watching everyone deal with the busy dance floor and seating areas around.
Christian looked at his Rolex again, "They're an hour late." He was going to kill Ana when she turned up. She had defied his orders, his plans and had left him waiting on her. He was already working on ways to teach her lesson or two when she arrived.
However, when she did, his mind went blank.
Christian knew the romantic evening he had arranged was not going to occur and he didn't care. Looking to his brother quickly, he could see that Elliot wouldn't mind either.
Watching her walk in, her face illuminated with the glow from her smile, mid conversation with her best friend, Christian found himself mesmerised. Shifting in her seat, Christian put his arms across his side of the VIP area's couches and just observed his wife as she took in the room suddenly, and shyly pushed her hair behind her ear as she became aware of all ideas on her.
He smirked as he realised she wasn't too happy or comfortable with the prying eyes on her, but when she scanned the room and her eyes set on him, her smile burst back into an unstoppable velocity and all of a sudden she had regained power.
Christian didn't move from his position as she approached and he took in her new look. From the expensive looking deep raspberry looking dress she adorned, to the blue with hanging black lace high peep toes, to her freshly cut and styled hair with its honey highlights she looked the epitome of perfected perfection – as if she wasn't already in Christian's eyes.
He didn't even move as she got closer, and he could see the effect that was having on her. Especially as Elliot jumped up and wrapped his arms around Kate, kissing her romantically for all to see.
"Hi," She said as she came to stand in front of him, her lips ready to form a smile once she gained her husband's approval.
Christian looked her up and down, a blank expression on his face; he could see he was worrying her. "Hello," He gave her the idea that he was annoyed with her, and he stood up slowly. He watched her swallow and she bit her lip, "You look absolutely radiant, Anastasia. I am one proud husband."
"Blame the hair for us being late," Kate called out over the bass of the music. "But she looks absolutely beautiful for all of the pampering."
"She sure does," Christian grinned like Cheshire smile. His eyes wandering over his wife's face; she finally looked relaxed and less stressed. She looked like his Ana.
"You looked mad," Ana pouted at him.
"You're late that's why," He told her back, his tone stiff, "But for this result, I can forgive you." He watched her grin and her shoulders lost their tense posture. "I see you went extremely designer tonight, Mrs. Grey," He commented, noting the expensive feel of her dress. Admittedly, he was glad to see her enjoying the money at long last.
"Want to meet my new friends?" Ana asked him sweetly in response and then kicked her right foot up, revealing just how designer they were by the red soles.
Christian was more than stupefied by his wife's new look of expensive things. "Bit of a colour clash, isn't it?" Christian asked impressed with how well the colours looked. "Or is this the new fashion?"
"Apparently I'm ahead of fashion," Ana quipped with a small, almost smug smirk. "Caroline Acton herself was more than a little stunned by the hidden fashion ability of Mrs. Grey. Whodda thought it, huh?"
"Let's make sure you make the front pages for the right reasons tonight then," Christian smirked, imagining his wife on the front page looking like she did. The only way Anastasia Grey would be in other peoples' homes would be on a newspaper.
For him, it would be in their bed. He would lavish having the real deal forever.
"I don't care about front pages, Christian," Ana spoke disdainfully. "I dress like this to impress you, not them. I want to just enjoy feeling good, finally getting some good form of freedom and love having a figure before this baby ravages me and makes you repulsed by the mere sight of you."
"Oh Ana," Christian said as he leaned in, nipping at her ear, "I've had way too many dreams of you already;, belly swollen with my child and still horny as ever."
"There is just no dampening your libido is there, Mr. Grey?" Ana asked as she twisted so her body was fully facing him.
"Is it safe to leave that uncovered?" He asked as he took noted of the healing wound to her chest, not answering her. He nodded as Ana did, "Good." He then gave her a small smirk, "And no, there really isn't."
Christian quickly waved for a new round of drinks, already taking into account Ana's pregnancy and pulled Ana down to the lavish couch. He looked to Elliot and Kate, who had long since seated, and were playing catch up for their day spent apart.
"I guess dinner is forgotten," Christian joked as he turned to look at Ana. "What are you thinking about, Mrs. Grey?"
"Nothing much," She told him with a soft smile. "We went and met up with your mom for lunch," Ana admitted today, her little surprise now out in the open. Slipping her hand down his thigh, heading between his legs, Ana leaned in, ignorant of the loud music, of her best friend and brother-in-law and pushed up towards his ear. "I hope you like vanilla, because you wife might not have much range in her appetite at this moment in time, but she sure is fancying some vanilla from her husband."
Christian felt like he had just been handed all of his Christmas' and birthdays together as he looked at her.
It might not be kinky fuckery, but feeling complete from love making with his wife was definitely a first step towards it.
"Mmm, Vanilla," Christian said as he nipped at the skin on her neck, kissing it in between. His hand roamed around her back, across the material of the tight dress and pulled her closer, "One of my favourites."
"Take me home, Christian," Ana murmured with her tone thick with seduction.
Christian Grey needed no other demands.
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Feeling the zip come away like a dream, Ana could feel Christian's eyes watching her. Keeping her head down, her hair falling to frame her face, she looked up over her lashes at him as she pulled one strap away from her shoulder and repeated the process with her other strap. Felling the dress pool at her feet, Ana felt her inner goddess prowl around her, doing an alluring dance, gearing up for the completeness that would be bestowed upon her body.
She heard him groan as she stepped out of the mess of raspberry around her feet and her bare feet slid onto glossed wooden flooring. Slowly, she took a step towards him and stalled, her finger tips playing with the rim of her frilly black panties.
"You're a little over dressed for my liking, Mr. Grey," Ana told him, keeping her tone low and seductive. Ana was about to show to her husband that he might like being the dominant, but sometimes so did she.
Taking the rest of the distance in her stride, Ana came to stand with her legs apart, Christian's between hers and slowly she got upon the bed, crawling up enough as he sat, keeping himself up with his elbows obviously enjoying the show.
Pushing him to the mattress, Ana looked down at him as he lay trapped beneath her body, "It's definitely a nice change," She told him as she unbuttoned his shirt, her hands quickly running over his bare chest, her palms feeling his heart beating away, his skin heating her with the contact.
He felt her sit back, her weight pushing on his thighs and knees as she played with his belt and pulled it off, quickly tossing it to the floor. She then licked her lips as she undid his dark jeans and she leaned down, moving further towards the edge of the bed so she could kiss his stomach and work his jeans downwards, taking his boxers with them.
He allowed her to strip him of his jeans, his boxers being left before he snapped. "That's enough," Christian almost growled. His restraint on his control had been tried and tested and now he was going to take charge once more. Flipping her over so the tables were turned, he leaned in and kissed her neck, sucking slightly at the skin that came into contact with his lips. He looked at her panties, sure she had fallen in love with them and he curled his fingers around the material, "We'll get you a replacement pair," He murmured and ripped the material completely away from her body.
Ana's eyes widened a little, forgetting just how strong he was. After all, it had felt like forever since they had last made love, or played in the Red Room and the mere thought was making her even wetter, and even more turned on.
"You're still always so ready for me, Mrs. Grey" She heard him murmur whilst she was lost in the ecstasy of feeling him slipping his fingers deep inside of her, eliciting the desired effects. Releasing her before she could topple over the edge, he looked up, moving back up her body. "We have no need for safe words here," Christian whispered as he kissed around her neck once more before lowing himself, working down the valley of her body, between her breast as his hands made work of massaging them greedily.
Tonight was not about control and about his needs; this was about rekindling a flame that had been flickering away in wait since the night he had thrown her out.
"Christian," Ana breathed, pushing on him. She saw him look up at her, unimpressed by her suddenly stopping him when he was near ready to take her. "My breasts are really tender."
The realisation hit him, she might be horny from the pregnancy, but her body still had to cope with the effects, "Shit! Sorry, Baby," He told her and weakened his hold, his fingers massaging slower and less firm, "Better?"
"Mmm," Ana groaned, and said nothing else.
Taking that as his point of call, Christian smirked and set back to work worshipping her body. He could hear she was ready for him, but Christian being Christian wanted her near enough on the edge before he threw her into blessed heaven.
"Christian," Ana gasped as he kissed the inside of her thigh as he neared kissing her sex, ready to drive her wild. "I need you now."
"Soon, Baby, soon," Christian promised her, and knew he couldn't string this out forever. This time was not like any other time they had before. It was so much more intimate and there was so much riding on this moment – this would show them how their previous abandonment had actually pulled them closer. "This baby is its own form of birth control," Christian almost cheered as he teased her, hearing her panting as a result of his infamous twitchy palms, "Another pro to Little Blip."
"God, Christian," Ana's back arched as his fingers toyed with her again, and the pleasure was so good, it eclipsed the smarting in her ribs and the pull to her chest. None of it mattered because having her husband make love to her made it all worth it.
Lifting up, he moved his hips closer to her, his fully erect penis teasing her now, as his hands came to grasp her sides, "Ready, Baby?"
"Yes," She begged him, her eyes opening to look at him.
"Yes, what?" He asked, he just couldn't help himself.
Oh Fifty! Always my Fifty. "Yes, sir," Ana managed as she waited for the feeling of him.
As if a magic command, Christian positioned himself properly, his grey eyes smiling even without his mouth doing so. "So beautiful," He whispered, a stark difference to his next action as he thrust into her and felt her body adjust to his size. God, the wait was more than worth it!
Feeling him slam into her, Ana involuntarily closed her eyes. She couldn't help it, the pleasure was just too much for her to apprehend, the wait showing its effects. She didn't know if the pregnancy heightened this or if their separation was doing this, but this was the best sex that Christian had given her thus yet.
"Open your eyes, Mrs. Grey," He scolded her, breaking into her thoughts, "Or I'll spank you. I need to see you, Baby, so open them." He watched her open them and looked directly at him and he couldn't slow, he just fastened his speed feeling her body react.
Ana could feel her climax climbing, her stomach beginning to clench in that delightful hold and then the feeling she had longed to feel began to build within her, warming her, agreeing with the swift motion of each and every one of Christian's thrusts. She couldn't help herself but call out his name as she felt herself explode and Christian quickly followed.
As their bodies came at once, the beautiful unison of their bodies showed that they had found one another wholly. The exquisite feel of an explosion as both their bodies matched one another. From one moment of passion, their bodies were now fully in sync, back to how they were so long ago.
No form of abandonment was strong enough to pull them apart.
Collapsing upon her, Christian felt all of his needs met, his breath showing how sated he was. "Thank you for coming home, Mrs. Grey," Christian whispered moments later as he pulled out from her and sank onto the bed, pulling Ana close to his sweaty, heated body.
Kissing his chest, Ana smiled sleepily, "There's just no place like home."