Christian
I hear knocking on the front door and just pull Ana closer to me. Fucking go away. The knocking gets louder though. I groan and I hear Ana giggle.
"You should get that." she whispers. I bury my face in the back of her neck.
"How much do you want to bet it's those assholes I call my friends and brothers." I grumble.
"Just get it."
"No, I'm butt ass naked next to something I want to be with." I grin as she brings her lips to mine, but as the kiss deepens we hear footsteps.
The guys walk in, or should I say slam the door open, prancing their asses in the room. The girls walk in behind them. Ana just rolls her eyes and lays her head back on me, grumbling something like 'I'll fucking kill them.'
"Damn, you two are still in bed?" Ethan asks.
"We haven't been exactly sleeping. Do you mind if I get back to fucking him now?" Ana snaps. I lay an arm behind my head, smirking at the shocked faces on all their faces.
"Feisty. Don't you ever take a break Steele?" Hannah asks. Ana pulls the sheets up and looks at my dick.
"Yeah, my craving is just too much." she lays her head on my chest and looks at everyone. "What do you all want?"
"You have to watch the news! It's everywhere!" Mia squeals.
I frown. I reach over to the bedside table and pick up the remote. They all pick a spot on the bed and get relaxed. I fucking love these guys. They may piss me off at times, but if I feel comfortable with them around Ana naked in bed with me that means something.
I click the blue button, making the TV slide out from behind the wall giving us a perfect view of the flat screen. I turn it on and ask Elliot what channel. He tries to take the remote, but I smack his hand away. Last time he messed with my shit he broke it. I click to the news and I'm shocked at what's on the screen.
It's all of us on stage at the beginning of the concert. Then it switches to Ana and I, the words power couple flashes at the bottom of the screen. I roll my eyes. Then my eyes fall on the two of us. No wonder they're saying that shit. Ana and I are practically wrapped around each others bodies. Oh boy, this isn't good.
"You realize how long this has been going on?" Kate asks us.
"How long?" Ana asks, sinking lower into me.
"Since the concert had ended last night. People love seeing a couple singing together on stage." Luke states.
"We're not a couple!" we say annoyed.
"Right…" Hannah says slowly. "I'll believe that when I stop getting wet for for Luke." Luke grins at her.
"This is the deal though. We wanted to know if you guys wanted to sing anymore duets together." Mia says.
"I don't think we have anymore songs that have female vocalist needed in it." I tell them.
"Same for guys." Ana says.
"Will think of something. So, is that a yes?" Ethan asks.
"Are we saying no?" I say sarcastically. "I'll talk about a song later, now get out so I can fuck my so called girlfriend." I pull Ana up and bring her face to mine.
"At least let us leave!" Mia says annoyed. Ana giggles as they shut the door behind them.
"That was fun, but what are we going to do about the music?" she asks.
"We'll think of something. Now quiet, I want to kiss this beautiful mouth of yours." I watch her eyes widen a bit, as she tenses. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, you're just too nice." she sighs. I sit up against the headboard and wrap my arms around her naked waist.
I feel her nipples harden as they brush against my bare chest. I pull her harder against me, as I feel the goosebumps run across her body.
"Are you cold?"
"No." she whispers.
My hand runs along her back and into her hair. I grip her hair and pull it back, giving me more access to her neck. She slaps my hand causing me to bite down harder. She moans.
"Christian." she wiggles against me, causing me to groan. "Only teenagers give hickeys."
"Who says I've ever groan up?" she laughs.
"I'm going to see if the left." she says. I frown.
"Why?"
"To make sure I can walk around your place naked, duh." she rolls her eyes. Why the fuck does that irritate me?
She crawls off of me and walks towards the door, opening it. I watch that heart shaped ass of hers walk out of the room and I lay back down.
After a minute, I hear running and just as I open my eyes Ana jumps on the bed. The has a big smile on her face but my eyes don't stay there long as they land on her bouncing breast. I feel a sharp slap to my chest. I look back at her face. She's scowling.
"Sorry baby. I told you I love the female anatomy." I wink. She throws her hands up in annoyance, causing her breast to bounce more.
"Christian! Would you stop being a horn dog?" she says exasperated.
"Um, no?" I go to grab for her, but she's already made a run for it. Damn.
I walk down the hallway and see her leaning against the counter in the kitchen. When she spots me, a smirk appears on that face of hers. What is this sexy little monster up too?
I make my way towards her, taking slow steps in case she decides to run again. By the look on her face, that's her plan. I step into the kitchen and run my hands along the bar, staying opposite of her side. She watches my every move. I grin.
"What was that for?" I ask her, putting my elbows on the bar. She hides a smile.
"Want to play a game baby?" she purrs. I think my dick needs a wheelchair now.
"What type of game?" I to keep the eagerness out of my voice. She smiles seductively at me.
"Hmm, how about the prisoner and their guard." she leans against the fridge, running a hand across her breast. The who and who? "Mmm, yeah, I like that one." she says pinching one of her nipples.
"How do you play?" I ask, not really caring. I'm too busy liking the show right now.
"I would be your prisoner, and you would be the guard. I would have to fight you back and try to get free to escape this prison. I kinda created it while I was taking theater." wait.. What? My eyes leave the fun and move to Ana's. She's serious.
"You're actually serious."
"I take my games serious Christian. Are you able to keep up?"
She doesn't know what the fuck she has just gotten herself into.
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Anastasia
The look on his face is kind of making me doubt my skills right now just like I had the first night at the hotel. Maybe I shouldn't have picked this game. Christian looks pretty fast and strong. My eyes run along his thick arms. Wake up Ana!
"You sure you want to play a game like that against a man like me?" he asks in a husky tone. No, I'm not sure.
I sigh, shaking my head, and walk over to him. I stand in front of him and bring his lips down to mine. He runs his tongue along mine, deepening the kiss. Before he can wrap his hand around my waist I push him into one of the chairs at the bar and run. I hear the chair slide against the ground, so I know he's right behind me, not allowing me to put any distance between us. Not allowing me to hide.
Adrenaline surged through my body and I ran through the house, running up the small staircase. I didn't want him to catch me, at least not yet. Not so easily. I ran into one of the rooms and saw that it was a library. I slammed the door shut behind me. I hear footsteps pass the door. I cover my mouth to stop my heavy breathing from escaping.
I turned around trying to find somewhere to hide, but there was nowhere. It was just shelves filled with books and a few couches with a side table and lamp. Shit. I had to pick the room with worthless hiding spots. I think it's best to at least hide behind a couch though.
I took two steps and he had me, his arms as strong as tree trunks, restraining me.
Crying out, I struggled to wriggle free. Even as I fought, he gripped me tighter, making escape impossible. I whimpered as he lowered me to the ground.
He was on top of me, his erection pressing into my hip bone. He sought my lips with his mouth, both of us breathing heavily. My hands were free, so I slapped him across the cheek.
His eyes widened, and he grabbed my arms, pinning them to the ground.
I whimpered as he kissed me again, and I went along, sucking on his lips and tongue, but then I twisted my head and bit him on the jaw.
He cried out in surprise and pulled away.
"Anastasia, I'm trying to help you," he said, still breathing heavily. "I can't let the other guards seeing you escape or they'll hurt you."
"Christian. I thought … I thought you were someone else. I was so scared."
"You're safe now."
"I'm not so safe with you," I said, tilting my hips suggestively underneath him.
Still pinning my hands to the ground, he crushed his lips down on mine, smothering my moans as I squirm underneath him.
I wrapped my legs around him, squeezing him hard, my thighs like a vice grip. He let go of my arms to pry my legs apart. I fought him, squeezing his waist even harder, until he grabbed the flesh of my thighs between his fingers and squeezed hard.
I cried out in surprise and relaxed my legs. Now my hands were free, so I slapped him again, but playfully, not hard.
He ran the tip of his erection along my wet center.
He growled, "Slap me again."
I slapped the other cheek, harder.
He pinched my thigh again, but I bit my lip to stifle my response. I wouldn't cry out.
He paused for a moment, staring down at my pussy with a smile on his face, and then his head was between my legs. He rushed, licking hard and fast, his tongue urgent and probing. He found my clit and pressed down hard with his tongue, bobbing his whole head up and down between my legs to apply pressure. His stubble prickled on my inner thighs, but his tongue was perfect. The sensation was so sudden and intense, all I could do was whimper as I melted back into the hard wood of the library floor. The ceiling of this room a dark red, matching the couches in the room. I had to close my eyes as he took me swiftly over the edge.
I cried out in ecstasy and grasped at his hair tightly as if it was rough bedsheets.
He adjusted, and nudged the head of his cock against my opening. He stroked his warm, thick cock up and down my slippery crease, past my opening and over my still-sensitive clit, then all the way down to my back door. My pussy was so wet, and combined with the slickness coming from him, everything moved smoothly.
Hjs body moved up, on top of me. Looking me in the eyes, he rocked his hips, teasing me with just the tip, sliding in and out of my pussy.
I put both hands on his ass and pinched, hard. He bit me on my jaw and hung on, his teeth sharp on my skin. Around my flesh, he said, "My good girl play nice?"
I relaxed my hands and stroked them softly up and down his back, which was damp with perspiration.
He stopped biting my jaw and kissed me on the lips, nicely.
I moaned into his mouth and kissed him back, relaxing. Still, he kept rocking his hips, just that tip of his popping in and out of me like a lollipop.
His voice low and growling, he said, "What do you want, Anastasia?"
"I want you to fuck me, Christian. Fuck me so hard. I want to have trouble walking tomorrow."
"Say my name."
"Christian." I purr.
He bit my shoulder, bringing his tongue along the crease.
The head of his cock moved in, beyond the opening, massaging me deeper, where I wanted him.
"Christian." I repeated.
Breathing heavily, he drove into me, all the way. He filled me up and thrust against me, his balls slapping against my soaking ass.
I moaned and squirmed, wanting more, more, more.
He pulled out and pinched my leg until I rolled over, my butt up in the air.
Again, he took a moment to slide the head of his cock up and down, sliding between my lips and then over them, brushing over my clit and then all the way back to my ass.
Finally, he slid into my pussy, his cock as hard as steel. In this position, he had more leverage, and he really pounded into me, our sweating bodies slapping together.
I feel his hand move from my hand and fall to my ass, a moan falling from my lips.
"Good girls get punished for being naughty don't they Anastasia?" Christian asks, as he continues to slam into me. How does he expect to answer? I'm about to explode here.
Another sharp smack echoes through the room, causing me to whimper. He's too good at this. I raise my ass higher in the air, sliding to where my breast are pressing against the ground.
"Do you like being punished Anastasia?"
"Yes." I gasp as he suddenly pulls out, pushing two fingers into me.
"Mmm, I'm glad to hear that. Since you tried to escape, I get to help bring the naughty side out in my good girl." he whispers in my ear, pulling the two fingers out of me. "Open your mouth."
I do as I'm told. He runs a hand along my back, pressing his lips along my spine. I feel his fingers trace my lips, tasting myself when I run my tongue along them. After teasing my lips, he pushes his long thick fingers into my mouth.
"Suck Ana. Hard."
I wrap my lips around his warm fingers, sulking every bit of my juices off like the greedy girl I am. I feel his arm curl around my waist as he pushes back into me. I moan against his hand. He feels so good and deep. I bite down on his fingers, and listen to his sharp intake of breath.
I feel my body being flipped over and my breath leaves my body as it hits the wood of the floor. I look up and see Christian glaring at me. Oh fuck.
"That was a naughty thing you did Anastasia, don't you think?" I nod. "Looks like we're going to have to do something about your behavior. Which one do you want, lovely Anastasia. Do you want me to restrain you while you watch me pleasure myself?" my breath catches. "Or do you want me to pleasure you until you're about to come, and when you are right on the edge I will stop."
I try clenching my thighs together, but Christian's between my legs keeping them apart. He notices and smirks.
"You have to pick Anastasia. Every naughty behavior gets a punishment." he says in a husky whisper.
"I pick punishment one." I squeak. He shakes his head, grinning.
"You must say it or the punishment will be longer." I suck in a breath.
"I want to be restrained while watching you pleasure yourself." he lowers his face to mine, only a centimeter away.
"I figured you'd say that." he crashes his lips to mine, plunging his tongue into my mouth. I want to run my hands down his back, through his hair, but he has me pinned down. He pulls away and suddenly he's off of me.
I feel myself being lifted up. When I'm standing and looking up at Christian I think the games over until he throws me over his shoulder and walks us out of the room.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"You think I can restrain you in the library? We're going to the bedroom my little criminal." he says running a hand up my thigh. I squirm on his shoulder. He tightens his hold where I'm unable to move. "I hope you can take your punishment Anastasia."
Oh, I hope so to…