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Chapter 28 – APOV
We are lying on the deck of "The Grace." Mac and Christian took the boat to a secluded spot where we are very decadently eating strawberries and drinking champagne. We are feeding each other the strawberries and it's the most romantic thing ever. After Mac left to one of the nearby islands to give us some privacy Christian gave me a quick tour of his boat. He is clearly very proud of "The Grace" and so he should. She is beautiful. The Interior of is typical Christian. There is a lot of white, stainless steel and of course, wood. It is fully equipped, she is perfect.
We have talked about everything. My meeting with Doctor Flynn, Melissa, SIP, GEH.
What we spend most time talking about are yesterday's occurrences. We both can't seem to understand why someone can be so obsessed in harming someone else. Just as Christian is reaching to get another strawberry his phone start vibrating against the hardwood table. The name 'Taylor' appears on the screen.
"Grey" Christian answers curt.
Christian's eyes are fixed on the horizon while he listens to Taylor.
"Do we know what her motives are?"
After a while I see Christian closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath.
"Keep me informed." With that he ends the conversations and places his phone back on the table.
"Josh Evers and Elizabeth Morgan have been arrested a few hours ago. It seems that Evers was staying at Elizabeth's house. They don't know how they got in contact, but the police are talking to Evers as we speak."
"Why was Elizabeth involved in all this?" I ask.
"From the little Taylor knows it seems she was being blackmailed by Hyde. She apparently worked as a stripper to pay for college. Hyde somehow knew this. He probably threatened to reveal this if she didn't cooperate with him. It also seems that the police have found flash drives. They don't know what's on them though…the police are still investigating her house."
"How does Taylor know all this?"
"He knows someone at the Seattle Police Department."
"Do you think they found something about my attack?" While I say these words I feel my heart beating against my ribs and my mouth is dry.
"I don't know Ana, but I assure you that Taylor won't let anything go out of control."
"It's already out of control Christian. Half of your staff has seen pictures from the attack, and now God knows what they were planning on doing with it or who else knows about those pictures and videos."
I'm practically yelling at Christian, the moment I finish the sentence.
"Ana, they are in jail…all three of them. They can't hurt you anymore." Christian says calmly.
"Us, they can't hurt us anymore." I place my head against the recliner and close my eyes. God, please let this be over.
"It's over Ana…please baby I know that you are angry, but don't let them ruin our day."
Christian feeds me another strawberry and licks the juice from my lips with his tongue. "You look sexy as hell Ana" he says placing his strong hand on my hips.
"I'm sorry about this morning Christian…" but before I'm able to finish he places his finger on my lips. I just take his hand in mine and look into his eyes.
"Please just let me finish Christian…you didn't deserve my attitude. I was out of line and well actually acting like a bitch."
"It's okay Ana, I understand. I really do. You are used in having to handle things on your own. You keep your thoughts to yourself, because you are afraid that when you say them out loud, they will actually become true, or even hurt the other person. I just want to say that you don't have to hide your feelings or thoughts from me, because sometimes I know what you are feeling or thinking before you actually say it."
"I'm really trying Christian…you know that right?"
"Yes I know baby…but it doesn't matter how hard you try to push me away right? Because you are stuck with me. Now were where we?" he says tracing the swelling of my breast with his finger. "Oh yeah, I remember…"
With an incredible tenderness Christian pushes the straps of my bikini down. His fingers push down the cups of my bikini in one swift movement exposing my breasts. "Let's take this to the bedroom" he says taking me in his arms walking us to the master bedroom.
He removes my bikini and his swimsuit and picks me in his arms. "Now wrap those beautiful sexy legs around me baby and hold tight, this is going to be hard and fast." he huskily whispers in my ear.
His erection now pushing at my belly. "Are you wet for me Ana?"
"Yes"
Before I know it my back is against the bedroom wall and feel Christian filling me with his length.
"Oh fuck Ana"
I don't know how he does it, but every time he slams into me, he reaches my G-spot. I bite my lip so I don't make any noise. "Let me hear you Ana, I want to hear you" he breathes in my ear.
With that he withdraws and slams into me "Ah! Christian"
"That's it baby. God, I…Love…it…when…you…say….my…name" he says in between thrusts.
I look down to the point where we are connected. Christian's dick, slick with my juices withdrawing and slamming into me.
With every thrust of his hips, I see his taut abdominal muscles moving. My eyes follow his well-shaped chest up to his neck where his muscles are strained by the effort he is making.
I push the hair that has fallen over his forehead away and push my tongue into his mouth. This is pure raw sex. I needed this!
"Harder Christian, fuck me harder"
He suddenly stops moving and walks us to the bed withdrawing from me and placing me on the floor. I'm glad that he is holding me, because my legs feel like jelly.
"We are going to try this now Ana. Turn around and lay with your chest on the bed and push that delectable ass of yours in the air."
I do as I'm told and I feel Christian filling me from behind. This feels so deep. God this is good!
He bends down until his mouth is at my ear and whispers "If it's too rough for you this way Ana, just tell me and I will stop and make love to you okay?" And nibbles my earlobe. With his foot he pushes my feet to stand wider and he starts slamming into me.
His hands are holding my hips with such force that I know I will bruise, but at this moment I couldn't care less. The only thing I'm feeling is him pushing into me and his hands holding my hips. The only thing I'm hearing are his moans and grunts which only fuel me more so I start pushing back. "Ana…fuck! Christ you are so tight" His hands reach between my legs and he starts touching my clit. After a few seconds I feel my orgasm rippling through my body. "Aaaah Ana!" Christian yells and I feel him stiffen and shuddering behind me. When the orgasm has left our bodies we both slump down on the bed. Christian still in me lying with his head on my back.
"Jesus fucking Christ Ana…that was one amazing fuck baby" he mumbles.
"Hmmm."
"Tired baby" he says withdrawing from me.
"Hmmm"
"Come let's lay down" He places me on the bed and covers us with the sheets. I lay with my head in the crook of his neck and fall asleep to the sweet scent of Christian.
CPOV
The minute Ana closed her eyes she fell asleep. I have been watching her sleep the entire time and I just can't get enough of her. I knew she was feeling tired, because last night she slept restless since she had to see John the next day. I'm glad that John used this session to just get to know Ana and giving her the feeling that he can be trusted.
I take my phone from the nightstand and see that I have countless texts from Mia, Elliot and my mother.
The subject is of course Melissa. I'm so fucking happy that my parents decided to adopt her. Melissa deserves parents as Grace and Carrick, and even though they can never replace her real parents, she will be loved and taken care of for the rest of her life. And then of course there is Mia, Elliot and myself.
Mia is planning a party of course and texts me that she visited her this afternoon with Grace and that she loves her already. Elliot is texting me that he heard about Melissa and can't wait to meet her. He and Megan are going to the hospital this evening.
My mother tells me that Carrick managed to speed up the adoption procedure through a lawyer friend of his that specializes in adoption-law. Tomorrow she will probably be discharged from the hospital and is placed into the care of my parents. She will be under the supervision of a social worker until the adoption is finalized. This avoids having to place her in a foster home. The most important thing though is that Melissa doesn't suffer from any of this legal shit, and that's what counts.
Ana stirs and places her arms above her head making the sheet swift exposing her breasts. I crawl under the covers and lay down with my head between her legs. She smells of sex and Ana, a delicious and intoxicating scent. I start licking her folds making her moan. In her sleep she opens her legs wider to give me better access. I pull the covers down so I can watch her. She is still lying in the same position. Peacefully sleeping.
I dive back into her hot sex and start licking and sucking. "Christian…" she moans. I start stroking my now hard cock while I continue licking her.
After a few moments her eyes flutter open and I see the confusion written on her face. I kneel in front of her, still stroking myself, but never breaking eye contact. "Touch yourself Ana, I want you to play with your clit" She hesitantly moves her hand in between her legs and starts touching her clit with her index and middle-finger. Her eyes are locked on my cock in my hand.
After a few minutes I see Ana's body getting flushed and her breathing becoming erratic. I start stroking myself faster and I come with a growl spilling my semen over her legs and stomach. Her eyes widen slightly and she comes whispering my name. I lie back next to her and start giving her little butterfly kisses all over her beautiful face.
"That was hot" she says and blushes profusely.
"What?"
"Don't be obtuse Christian" she says softly smacking my chest.
"I want to hear you say it Ana."
"It was fucking sexy to see my boyfriend touching himself."
"Yeah, well it was fucking sexy seeing my girlfriend touch herself too… you are perfect Ana."
"I know" she says playfully "what can I say" she giggles.
I place my hand on her abdomen and smear my cum over her breasts. I have to hide my smile when I look at her shocked face.
"Oh my god Christian, you are so gross "she says swatting my hand away.
"You made me dirty and…and…and filthy and just ugh…" she is still swatting my hand.
"But I like you dirty and filthy and ugh…" I reply laughing.
"It's your ickyness anyway…so keep it with you!" She is laughing now too and is trying to tickle me.
"Ickyness…is that even a word baby? You sure you graduated in literature?" I say fighting back her hands that are all over my body just trying to tickle me.
"Ickyness is a word…because I say so!" she says pouting.
"God, you are adorable when you pout and get all feisty baby" I say still laughing.
"Stop it Christian" Ana replies smiling.
"I love you Ana…so much"
"Yeah, I love you too, even if you are a pain in the ass and smear your ickyness on me…" and she places her hand around my neck and kisses my nose.
"Have you received the same amount of texts from Mia as I did?" Ana asks when we are back at Escala that evening.
I groan and throw her my phone. "Read them if you dare" I reply.
"Poor Melissa, she is going to be completely overwhelmed" Ana says still scrolling through her messages.
"I guess we have to tell Mia to slow down on the festivities."
Ana throws both phones on the coffee table and scoots closer to me on the couch.
"Christian, since Evers and Elizabeth have been caught, I presume we can soon go back to the cottage right?"
I feel myself tens lightly when Ana mentions the cottage. If it's up to me we will go back to the cottage after the Coping Together Gala, but since my beautiful girlfriend can be rather stubborn I have to cleverly talk my way out of her going back to Bainbridge before that.
"Did you enjoy our time on 'The Grace'" I say and place a kiss on her head while I silently hope that I can distract her.
But my girl isn't stupid because she starts laughing. "Really Christian? Did you really think that you could distract me like that?"
Letting out a big sigh I take her in my arms. "Look, I have a little surprise for you. Would you mind if we went to Bainbridge after the Coping Together Gala upcoming Saturday?"
"Okay, sure…but can we spend the rest of the weekend there?"
"Of course Ana, but we will have to get back to Seattle Sunday evening. I have an important meeting at GEH" I state.
"Uhm, then you go back to Seattle and attend the meeting and I will stay in Bainbridge."
"Baby, that would take a lot of time. Time that would go to waste, time that I could spend better…" But of course 'Ms. Impatient' doesn't let me finish and goes from A to Z in a matter of seconds. Goddamn, I do have a lot to learn about woman.
"If I remember correctly Christian, we agreed that we would live in Seattle and Bainbridge. You said you would ask Andrea to rearrange your schedule so you could work from there. And now you are telling me that it would be a waste of time to stay in Bainbridge?" She takes in a deep breath and stands up from the couch throwing her hands in the air. "You know what…sure do whatever you like Christian, because we are talking precious Christian Grey time here right? But let me tell you something…I will stay on Bainbridge Island" With that she turns around and walks towards the stairs stomping her feet and slams the door behind her when she reaches the bedroom.
Stubborn, stubborn woman! And then she says I'm stubborn and jump to conclusions easily, but fuck, compared to her I'm the King of patience…I stand up from the couch and contemplate how the hell I'm supposed to talk her out of staying at the cottage. First, I don't want her there alone, not after the threat. And even though the cottage is as secure as can be, I don't want her there by herself. Second, it will ruin my surprise, like completely ruin it. I decide to face her and charm her little pants of, give her my brightest smile, my puppy-dog eyes and if that doesn't work…I will pout... And maybe…just maybe I will be able to convince my beautiful, yet incredibly stubborn and feisty girl to postpone our stay at the cottage until after the Coping Together Gala.
When I enter the bedroom Ana is rummaging through the drawers. She pushes her hair roughly out of her face and shuts the drawer with a loud bang. I can see that she is fuming and I can't help it, but it turns me the fuck on. She pulls of her shirt leaving her in her bra and white shorts. I should start talking now, because I'm feeling all the blood slowly moving away from my brain and going towards my cock, who is already happily twitching in my jeans. Therefore, I should start talking now, before all the blood has accumulated in my neither regions.
"Ana, will you please listen to me; I didn't mean it the way it sounded."
"Sure talk" she says waving her hand in the air, but she doesn't look at me.
"Look at me Ana…please."
Turning around with a huff she crosses her arms on her chest. My eyes flicker quickly to her breasts and I take in the delightful sight of it. The white lace bra, which leaves nothing to the imagination. I can see her nipples straining against the lace and one nipple is sneaking out of the fabric. My cock, who was happily twitching just a minute ago, is now ecstatic and standing at full attention.
I see her suppressing a smile. She knows what's happening. She knows that I'm starting to lose the ability to talk; she knows she has me by the balls.
"You wanted to say something Christian." She tilts her head slightly to one side and waits for me to start talking.
"Yeah, look…I know what we discussed about the living arrangements, but the meeting Monday is followed by a business diner, so by the time that is finished it would take me over one hour to get to Bainbridge and the morning after I have a meeting in Portland. I can't take Charlie Tango because she is having her annual updates ... So that would mean that I would have to leave Bainbridge at say 5 am for being able to reach Portland for my 9 am meeting."
I pinch the bridge of my nose to advert my mind away from Ana's perfect tits and can finally finish what I wanted to say.
"And it's just that I want to spend as much time with you as possible Ana. Look I could easily come back to Escala after that dinner, but the thought of spending the night without you isn't a very appealing one."
"I guess you are right Christian, but I am really looking forward in spending some time at the cottage." She shrugs her shoulders and opens the button of her shorts. Hooking her thumbs on the waistband she begins swaying her hips from one side to another and steps out of the sexy as fuck shorts.
My eyes are now focused on her tiny panties. Through the lace, I can see her naked pussy and I know that if I would brush my fingers against that lace it would be damp from her arousal. In my mind I've already thrown her on the bed and am fucking her with my mouth giving her orgasm after orgasm. But since Ana's brain doesn't work exactly like mine I decide to grovel a bit more. My eyes roam her perfect body when I see a bruise on her hip. "What is that on your hip Ana?" I ask as I walk to her.
Her eyes scan my face and she creases her brows. "It's nothing" she replies clearly still annoyed.
"Don't say it's nothing Ana" I reply stern. "Let me have a look at it."
"Just let it go, you shouldn't waste your precious time" she sneers.
"Don't act this way please, just let me look at it."
Reluctantly she turns around and then I see it…to be sure I check her other hip and she has the same bruise there too. I did this to her. I bruised her. I bruised the woman I love when I was fucking her.
I look back at the bruises and I see my fingerprints etched on her flawless skin. My fingerprints.
I take a step back and look at the woman I love. The woman I want to marry, the woman I intend to have children with…and I get sick to my stomach. I hurt her…I fucking hurt her.
The annoyance on her face has now been replaced by worry. "Christian, what's wrong?"
But I can't answer her…she will leave me…she is going to think I hurt her on purpose…I keep making the distance between us larger. I need to get away from her…memories of hitting Leila and her bruised skin flash into my brain, the pimp hitting and kicking my mother and me...I'm just like him…just like the pimp…inflicting pain on others… I close my eyes to push away those thoughts.
"Christian! Christian, please you're scaring me" she says and takes a step to get closer to me.
"No, no Ana…I…I need space…I'm so sorry"
"Space? What are you talking about? What the hell is wrong Christian? Is it about the bruises?" Her voice sounds nervous and she keeps walking to me.
"Just stop Ana, don't come closer…I need space…" I turn around to leave the bedroom, but before I have the chance to open the door, I hear Ana's voice.
"Don't you dare leave this room Christian Grey!"
I stand at the door rooted to the spot. It's not her words that have me petrified, but the sound of her voice. I have never heard her talking like that.
I close my eyes and lean with my head against the door, but immediately the images of her bruised hips invade my mind…I try to push the images away, but they keep coming back relentlessly. I'm still fucked up. I. Fucking .hurt. her.
"Christian, look at me." The coldness in her voice is gone, but she still sounds firm.
"Ana…I can't…" I say when I finally find my voice back.
"Christian, turn the fuck around and look at me." She says through gritted teeth.
I slowly remove my hand from the door handle and turn around looking straight into her beguiling eyes... The tears are streaming from her eyes, but she isn't making any sound.
"Don't run away from me, don't shut me out" she pleads. "Please, talk to me."
"I hurt you." I whisper.
"No, you didn't hurt me Christian."
"Look at what I did Ana, how can you say that?"
"God, you can be so stubborn" she replies shaking her head. She has her hands balled into fists.
"Look" she says and pushes with her fingers against the bruises. It doesn't hurt. It's just a bruise Christian, in a few days it will fade away."
She snorts and dashes her tears away with the back of her hand. "Do you really think I would get upset about a bruise? I have had so many bruises Christian…you know how clumsy I am."
"But not all bruises were caused by your clumsiness Ana…don't diminish it…Hyde hurt you and that fucking husband number three hurt you…"
"Don't you dare compare yourself to them Christian! You are not an abuser! Do you hear me?!"
"Ana…I…" I'm lost for words. For once in my life I'm lost for words.
Ana is now fidgeting with her hands and I see the blush on her face. "Did I ask you to stop this afternoon?"
"No"
"Did I give you the impression that I didn't enjoy it?"
"No"
"If I had asked you to stop, you would of stop immediately right?"
"Yes"
"Right…now let me tell you something. When husband number three onetime grabbed me by my throat to shut me up and I begged him with my eyes to stop he didn't. The bruise that appeared on my throat that same day hurt…it hurt because it was caused through violence. The same applies for the time he kicked me so hard against my ribs that I got another bruise…that bruise hurt too… and Hyde…well you saw with your own eyes what he did to me Christian…when he…"
I can't bear to listen to her anymore. She is summing this up as if she was telling me how lovely the weather was today.
"Please stop Ana…"
Her eyes meet mine and I see her eyes widen and her face starts to crumble. "You don't want me anymore do you?" She lets herself fall on the bed and closes her eyes tight. I see the tears spilling down her cheeks. She is crying and breathing inconsistently.
What the fuck have I done now? I quickly get on the bed and sit beside her.
"No…no Ana…don't cry…I'm here and I'm not going anywhere…I got scared when I saw the bruises I inflicted…please calm down baby."
She doesn't react but throws her arms over her head. I hear her sobs and it's breaking me apart. Maybe she doesn't want me here.
"Ana, please calm down…" but her sobs only increase. "Ana, if I need to leave for you to calm down I will leave, but please…please stop crying."
"The look on your face…was…awful … you looked as if you were repulsed by me" she hiccups and wipes the tears from her face with her hands.
"And…and when…you said…you needed space… I thought that you wanted to break up with me…I thought…"she takes in a shuddering breath and looks at me with the saddest eyes I have ever seen.
"I thought…you were leaving me…and when you didn't react when I asked you to stay in the room…I thought…God…I just thought you wanted to leave…"
"I will never leave you Ana…but when I saw those bruises…I got scared…I hurt you…and then you started talking about what Hyde and husband number three did to you and…"
"But you didn't hurt me..." she cuts me off. "We just happened to have rough sex, what we both enjoyed tremendously…God, Christian…you need to talk to me…you can't make these stupid assumptions…because it will tear us apart…"
"I wasn't repulsed by you Ana…I was disgusted and shocked at myself…I didn't know I had grabbed you so roughly this afternoon I only said I wanted space, because I wanted to sort it out in my head. . I don't want to hurt you Ana. I will never hurt you deliberately you believe me don't you?"
"Of course I believe you Christian. But I just couldn't reach you…At that moment I just wanted to crawl into your head…what were you thinking anyway?"
Do I tell her what I was thinking?
"Christian…" she says and places her hand on my arm.
"Tell me what were you thinking that got you so upset?"
"I was thinking that I had hurt you. I had flashbacks of myself hitting Leila and bruising her to the point of bleeding and then the images of the pimp seeped into my head…and when I looked back at you I could only think that I had hurt the woman I love with everything I have in me, the woman I want to grow old with."
She keeps quiet and stares into my eyes. "So you still want to grow old with me?"
"Yeah I do. And you?"
"Yes" she replies with a big smile. "But you have to promise me not to jump to assumptions so fast okay?"
I probably have the biggest smile on my face, because soon she smiles back brightly. Seeing her beautiful smile makes the relief flow through my body. Ideally, I would go on one knee and propose to her, but she deserves more than this. She deserves hearts and flowers…just a few more days…
So I do the only thing that comes to mind, I take both her hands in mine and look into her amazing blue eyes.
"Anastasia, I promise that I will kill all the spiders and bugs. I will share my fries with you when you've finished all yours and are still hungry. I will never be rude to your tummy- when I hear it growl and gurgle. I will eat the mushroom of any pizza we order. I will kiss the paper cuts, and all the other bumps you might obtain in your cute clumsiness. I'll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you roll your eyes at me, but most of all I promise to love you cherish you, take care of you and last but not least I promise not to jump to assumptions."
The smile on her face is the most beautiful one I have ever seen. She is giggling, laughing and crying all at the same time.
"So, you will kill all the bugs and spiders?" she asks.
I nod quickly.
"And you will share your fries with me without getting grumpy?"
I nod again.
The tears are streaming down her face, but the smile on her face tells me that those are happy tears.
She places her hands on my face and looks at me. "Christian, I promise to share my fries with you without getting grumpy, I also promise you to taste at least one bite of a meal you have prepared on your own, and I promise to be sensitive and respectful of your talents, abilities and quirks, but most of all I promise to love you unconditionally." With the tears streaming down her face she kisses my lips.
"You promise to taste a bite on any meal I prepare?" I say with a grin.
"Uhm, yeah well…you have to taste it first though" she giggles.
"Fair enough."
"One more thing though" I say while I brush the tears from her cheeks with my thumbs. "Quirks?" I raise my eye brow and try to look stern.
"You can be very peculiar Christian" she says "But is that the only thing you heard, because I also told you that I will love you unconditionally."
"Unconditionally…I like the sound of that Ana…"
"I promise to love you without conditions or limitations Christian." She whispers against my mouth.
I crash my lips against hers and I wish I could just morph into her. I want to pour all my love into this kiss and show her how much she means to me. She is my everything.
The next hour I try to show her how much I love and need her while making love to her.
Laying with her head on my chest I hear her soft giggle and without knowing what she is actually thinking, I just know that it's something mischievous. Before I have the chance to ask her why she is giggling she looks at me and says.
"I forgot one thing Christian."
"What did you forget?"
"I promise to always keep a stack of blue pills in our night stand."
A/N. I understand from the reviews/PM's that you guys are waiting for the proposal…well I want to ask you to be patient…it will happen after the Coping Together Gala…but we still have 5 to 6 chapter to go before that happens. Thank you for reading!
Alner.
