Hi everyone it was great to read all the reviews and comments I'm so please you enjoyed my little fill in chapter which came to me as I was cleaning the bathroom so you can imagine where my mind was. Thank you.

A/N, now I'm not exactly certain of the geography of Seattle, I know there is an Escala apartment block because I've seen it in pictures of Seattle and I'm fairly sure you can see the Space Needle from there, I know it's not far from Pike Place Market from what I have read in the books and a little searching on line but I'm not sure if it is Puget Sound that you can see from there. I apologise to anyone who knows better. I live in the UK and have never been to the USA let alone Seattle so forgive me if I'm wrong and allow me a little poetic license.

As usual all characters belong to Ms James.

Chapter 28

I lay paralysed my forehead is resting on Ana's I've enough strength to rest on my forearms to keep my weight from crushing her. It doesn't take long for me to get my breath back after the most amazing fuck I have had for years.

I roll myself off Ana, divest myself of the condom and dump it on the floor beside the bed. I lay on my side my head resting on my hand looking at Ana who is lying on her back with the biggest shit eating grin on her face her deep blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

I shake my head "Why didn't you say, before we had gone passed the point of no return?"

"I thought you might not want me if you knew I was a virgin." she smiles sweetly and gives a little shrug.

"Well I'll have you know you scared me witless. You could have mentioned the fact sooner then I would have been gentler with you. Are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

"Christian, I'm fine, more than fine. Wow that was some experience; I never realised how earth shattering having sex was."

I relax back on the pillow and pull her into my arms she snuggles down with me, turning on her side to look at me. She pulls me closer her hand on my cheek, lifting herself on her arm she kisses me gently but I won't let her pull away as our kiss deepens. Soon we are panting and our hand exploring each others bodies. She puts her arm around my shoulders and I stiffen and we shift apart.

Ana gives me a quizzical look. "Don't worry I'm not going to touch you on your back or chest; I would like to do it again though."

I give her a lascivious grin "Would you now? Well I think that can be arranged."

And we get lost in each other.

And falls asleep worn out by our activities but although I'm relaxed and ready to sleep I can't. I have this over whelming feeling of ownership; she is mine! No one else has touched her like me. She came tonight with every intension of loosing her virginity, to me! Not a decision a girl takes lightly who she gives her V card to.

I ease myself out of bed pick up the used condoms; yuck I hate these things, and walk off into the en-suite bathroom disposing the things down the toilet. Take a leak wash my hands then tip toe back into the bedroom and find a pair of pyjama bottoms.

I sit on the armchair beside the bed and watch Ana, my Ana. Sleeping.

I can see her by the lights reflecting through the glass wall that overlooks the high

rise buildings of Seattle.

I cannot explain or express the feelings I have for Ana. I have had multiple girls over the course of the years; there wasn't one that I had any emotion with; except perhaps Susie.

Susie, the first girlfriend .the first teenage love or lust call it what you will But I wasn't her first sexual partner. I fooled myself at the time that I was but over the years I have come to realise differently. She helped me realise that a close relationship was possible for me. I'd gone through my early teens, from the onset of puberty giving myself, my parents and Elliot a ton of grief thinking I would never be able to tolerate any one being that close to me, touching me but Susie showed me the way. I suppose Elena Lincoln helped to break down that barrier too she was the first woman I fucked; and I thought I was the stud of the school until I caught on to her little game. But I have never felt this, this what? Passion? I really cannot put the feeling into words.

As I sit there in the semi darkness, I came to one conclusion; that Ana Steele was mine and no one else's. I could not see my life without her we have a connection that has been clear from the first time we met. And she wanted me!

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Ana POV.

I woke to a sleeping Christian, his hair is mussed up and he has the shadow of growth around his strong jaw. He lips are parted as he sleeps. He looks younger in repose. He has his arm around my waist and he is holding me close to him. I note that his has a tee shirt on. And the leg that he has over mine is covered in pyjama bottoms.

Hmm, he has me at a disadvantage here as I am naked. I need to move as I have a pressing need for the bathroom. I gently lift his arm by the wrist off me then manage to extricate my legs from his. Sitting on the edge of the bed I spot his cotton shirt draped over a chair, so I grab it and put it on; now I feel less vulnerable.

Looking around the bedroom I spot three doors one surely has to be the bathroom. Opening the first one I find it leads out to the main room, well I'm no better off going through there because I don't where there is a toilet out there. The second, thank goodness is the bathroom.

The room is huge! But then everything about Christian's apartment is on a large scale.

After using the toilet I go to the wash basin and wash my hands and face, cleaning the mascara from around my panda eyes. I look in the mirror and I'm surprised to see… me. I don't know what I expected but I feel so different within myself I fully expected to see something different. But no, it's just me Ana Steele, with blue eyes too big for her face, the usual pale skin and this mass of bedroom hair. Oh wait, a small change, my cheeks are flushed and my lips seem swollen.

I borrow Christian's electric tooth brush and grin at my reflection this has been in his mouth and his mouth has been just about every where on me; and the colour in my face deepens and I feel a clinching spasm in the pit of my stomach. And suddenly I have dampness between my legs.

As I reflect on last nights activities; I had wanted to go to bed with Christian from the first moment I met him. I had, had lots of opportunities to loose my V card but no one I had dated ever "turned me on" I wasn't ready and I wasn't going to have sex simply because every one else, if you could believe them, was. I didn't just want to go there. I didn't elaborate to anyone how my dates had worked out in fact I learned to be quite evasive about my experience or lack of it. I knew deep down that one day I would find the right man. . And I felt I had in Christian Grey.

When we met at the bar that first night, up to the point when he had whispered in my ear he had been charming and funny. He and his brother were just real good company pleasant and not at all pushy although it was obvious to me that Kate and Elliot were very much attracted to each other. Christian on the other hand was a quieter personality more introverted than his brother. When we learned that they were adopted we understood better. And of course, we, well I did not know who he was and Kate just didn't make the connection being totally overawed by Elliot.

After the boys had put us in the cab to take us home I had no idea I would see him again. But the memory of his grey eyes and the sensuality of his persona kept haunting my dreams.

I realise now that Christian has secrets and hidden issues. He is obviously very experienced sexually; but if the tabloids were to be believed had never had a girl friend at least he was never seen in public with one, hence the speculation that he was gay. But here I was a testimony that he was as straight as they come. A beautiful man and no way was I sorry that he was the one I had given myself to.

I tiptoe out of the bedroom and into the lounge to find my purse and my hair brush; ah there it is on the couch. As I brush out my tangles I walk over to the glass wall and look at a panoramic view of Seattle. I can see the space needle from here and there in the distance is Puget Sound with the mountains surrounding it. It's a bright, clear sunny day and the view is wonderful from way up 30 stories' high.

Turning my back on the view I look around this room. To my left is the kitchen area surrounded by the breakfast bar so I go and poke around in the fridge finding orange juice. I can't find a glass and I don't want to be caught nosing around, so I rinse my wine glass out from last night and use that.

Over in a recess by the glass wall stands a magnificent grand piano. I raise my eyebrows, does he play? Or is it just there for show, I doubt it. The lid is up so I have a quick tinkle of Chopsticks. The sound resonates throughout the room when I stop and hold my breath in case I've disturbed him.

I turn around, and there he is, standing leaning against the bedroom door his arms folded, and a smile playing around his mouth.

"And what's your next piece Miss Steele, are you going to play something outstanding?"

"I'm afraid, that's my entire repertoire Mr. Grey"

He walks over to me and very gently tucks a stray lock of hair behind my ear. His fingers stroke my ear and he bents and kisses me sweetly on my mouth. And sparks fly as I respond by pulling his face closer to me by tugging at his hair. He folds me in his arms and groans deep in his throat and that resonates through me and my libido jumps to life. I feel his erect penis pressing against my stomach, OMG! I'm so turned on I can feel myself getting wet for him my heart is beating wildly in my chest and I feel I'm about to explode when he pulls away. His eyes are blazing with lust and if had laid me on the floor there and then he would have heard no protest from me.

He continues to hold me stroking my back his hand pushing my backside close to him and he kisses me again.

Suddenly he seems to get a hold on himself and taking me by the shoulders he hold me away from him,

"I disagree with you, Miss Steele; I think you have a hidden repertoire that we haven't tapped yet."

I giggle at him and he smirks back at me lasciviously.

"So do you want to explore your hidden depth or shall we have breakfast first?"

"Well, I'd love a cup of coffee" I murmur, yes better cool it for now.

"I have to tell you that I don't cook Ana so if you want more than toast and cereal I'm afraid you can either cook for us or we can get dressed and go and eat out." he says ruefully.

"Show me where things are in your kitchen and I'll cook for us" I don't want to go out I want us to keep this intimacy and it seems he does to as he takes my hand and leads me to the kitchen.

As I cook bacon, and scrambled eggs he makes toast and coffee, lays place mats and silver wear on the breakfast bar.

As I sit down I wince, I hadn't noticed before but I felt a little sore. I hoped that he hadn't noticed but he saw my discomfort.

"Are you sore?" he asks concern in his eyes.

"Just a little, I suppose it's only to be expected." I grimace

He smiles kindly and says conspiratorially," I guess so, when we've eaten we'll take a bath and that should help" then he grins and winks at me.

I blush up to my hair roots.

Christian POV.

I don't know but I seem to have switched Ana on from being a shy virgin to a sex goddess over night; it's a little scary.

In the bath she surprises the hell out of me when she takes my cock in her mouth and performs an outstanding blow job. When I ask her she assures me that she has never done that before and I can see the truth in her eyes.

Of course, she notices the scars on my chest, "Are those the reason you don't like being touched?" and there is such compassion in her voice when I nod. "Will you tell me about how that happened one day? Not today because I understand that it must be painful for you to talk about it and you don't know me well enough to feel happy discussing your past" she says softly

I nod again "Thank you" I was so relieved that she didn't push the issue I just wanted to hold her close to me.

I help her out of the bath and wrap her in a big fluffy towel then with a towel around my waist I hold her tightly in my arms.

Then I carry her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed.

"Do you trust me?" I ask tentatively

"Yes I do" she whispers

I go to my closet and find a gray silk tie; "Will you let me tie your hands to remind you not to touch my back?"

She swallows then nods so I gently bind her wrists, then putting her hands above her head, I instruct her to keep her hands there and to relax. Well I won't say she relaxes in fact she looks quite apprehensive; until I start to kiss her smooth silky body all over then she writhes and moans with pleasure. As I reach the apex of her thighs, I lick and torment her clitoris bringing her almost to orgasm then I stop and kiss all the way up to her breasts where I suckle and play with her breasts and her nipples. She can barely keep still and she tugs at my hair and that does it for me, I can't hold on much longer myself, my dick is so hard and my balls are beginning to ache as I try and control myself. So I stop my ministrations long enough to grab a condom off the bedside table, sheath up and ease myself into her velvety folds, It's like sliding into a silken glove, so tight gripping me, the walls of her pulsing around me as she builds. She hooks her legs around my thighs allowing me deeper access and we move together.

"Let it go Ana" I gasp, and she grips me tightly pulling us both into and orgasm that has stars flashing behind my eyes, as find my release.

For a few minutes like last night I am paralysed and slump my full weight on top of her, my face in her neck. I can feel her heart beating against my chest and the pulse in her neck is pounding against my lips as I kiss her.

As I come down from where ever I've been I am aware that I must be nearly suffocating her, I'm so much taller and I must me heavy on her slight frame so l ease myself on to my elbows and look down into her bright blue eyes. She is smiling and her radiance shines through.

"If I'd known sex was as good as that I would have tried it years ago" she grins mischievously

"I'm so glad you didn't, because it means you are truly mine." I smirk back.

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Later we reluctantly decide that we need some fresh air. I say reluctantly because I could stay there forever making love to her but I'm aware that she is going to be awfully sore if we don't give ourselves a break.

Break did I say? As I say she has become insatiable over night and we go again when we have a shower. I'm not complaining this has got to be the best sex I have ever had and I feel more sated than ever.

So eventually, we head down to Pike place market to do some shopping as Ana has made her mind up to cook dinner for us tonight, and because she has agreed to stay over with me she needs new underwear.

We wander through the markets, my arm around her shoulders hers round my waist and it's just wonderful being with her. We talk and laugh like teenagers having a great time. As I watch her shopping for clothing I suddenly feel quite emotional, she is so beautiful her bright eyes, her long shiny hair flowing down her back just makes my heart sing. You don't have a heart for your bed mates Grey.

"Christian!" some one calls I turn and there's my mom waving at me.