Sensual Nightmare
I put all of my work into the briefcase Christian purchased me when he switched the name of the company. I stride from the library, walk into the dining room, and cross to Christian's study. I peer in through the open door and realize he isn't here yet. So I continue down the hall and circle back to the foyer he usually comes through and wait in the gallery for him. I don't have to wait long either because Christian walks through the door mere minutes after I do and he scoops me up and into his arms without saying a word…making me squeal.
"Why Mrs. Grey were you anxious to see me?" He says smirking down at me as he carries me further into the house.
"Very, much so Mr. Grey." I say snuggling into his chest. He sets me to my feet in the kitchen and soon we're kissing passionately.
"Hmm…what's that smell?" He says looking towards the stainless steel crockpot that sits cooking in the corner. He walks toward it and leaves me standing by the counter and I just stare at him. He thinks of food at this moment? Seriously, I shake my head that is Fifty for you. He lifts the lid and steam spirals up from the pot and the smell gets even stronger. I follow in his stead and look in at the obvious beef stew. I look to Christian and his eyes have glazed over.
"Haven't you ate today?" I ask him pulling his move and he glances to me nodding.
"It smells so good," He says and places the lid back over the crockpot.
"It seems you need a distraction, Mr. Grey." I say and slide my hands up his chest feeling the hard pectorals beneath my hands. He groans and pulls me closer and his lips reach for mine once more. Suddenly, a mischievous glint fills his eye and he pulls me out of the kitchen and to our right towards the red room of pleasure. He closes the door as we enter and I immediately step out of my clothes at his command and leave them folded on the chest. He blindfolds me and urges me to wait where I am after braiding my hair. My body is already thrumming from the kiss and this only excites me further. Suddenly, music blares through the room and yet it's a peaceful melody. I know this piece it is part of the Four Seasons…spring I believe. I begin to sway along when Christian grabs me from behind and leads me by my shoulders across the room.
My arms are tied above my head and I am left in a standing position. The last time I was like this was for punishment? But, I haven't done anything wrong…have I? I quickly flip through the day's events and find nothing so I begin to relax. Suddenly, a gloved hand touches me and slides deliciously across my body and is gone. It leaves a cool trail across my scorching skin next a hot hand trails the same line and makes me shiver. He continues this until my whole body is on edge even my hair feels tender to the slightest breath.
As if on cue the music changes to something rather frightening, loud footsteps and squeaky floorboards boom about us. It scares me a causes my heart to race in fright and I have to remind myself it's just a tape. The footsteps come closer the booming growing louder and the creaking floorboards are joined by the sound of thunder crashing all about. As if out of nowhere cold water begins to rain down on my body. I laugh and shake my head as it continues to rain. Suddenly hands brush past me and my body shift towards them just in time for the hands to move away. I am breathing hard from the exhilaration…who knew a sound track could be so sinisterly sexy. The rain continues to pour over me and suddenly the footsteps stop, the creaking ceases, and the only thing to be heard is a distant rumble.
I imagine someone just outside the door and I alone in a rickety house with a leaky roof. Suddenly there is a loud bang and crash that sounds like a door being opened and when I jump suddenly I have been smacked hard on the ass with the cat-o-nine tails. I yelp in surprise as my ass stings and think, arse to myself before letting a low smile cover my face. As if on cue again the rain stops both on the soundtrack and above me, making my whole body shiver. The footsteps continue on but stop almost too soon, suddenly a high pitched laugh filter through the room making me jump in terror and Christian scurries the cat-o-nine tail feathers across my whole body making me shiver. My teeth chatter a small bit and suddenly Christians body is pressed against mine warming me.
He begins to trail kisses and rub his hands all along my slickened length. The only thing to be heard is distant thunder and a soft rain as Christian showers my body kisses and touches setting my body aflame. I feel his manhood against my backside and I wriggle against it and he swats my behind making me laugh. I want to put my arms around him so bad…and he knows it. I want to run my fingers through his glorious hair and smatter his chest and back with kisses. This makes my already scorching body begin to outright burn for him. I let out a moan and my body begs for release.
"What do you want, Mrs. Grey?" He asks as he slides his fingers into me making my whole body clench and shake but not release. "Tell me." He whispers in my ear before trailing kisses down my neck.
"I want you inside of me," I breathe and as soon as the words are out of my mouth he pulls me and onto him. I scream at the joy it brings as he pushes me into oblivion and then holds me there on the precipice. "Please, Sir." I say smiling and breathing hard. With that he brings the universe crashing down around me. He releases my arms and I wrap them around his neck and kiss him deeply. He removes the blindfold and I see his dazzling smile as we both sit on the divan.
"To what do I owe this pleasure," I say as I sit in his lap my head pressed to his moist chest.
"A man needs a reason to gift his wife with pleasure?" He asks scoffing. I look to him and smirk raising an eyebrow. "Because you did what I asked and did not hire a man." He says kissing my forehead.
"Well, even if you hadn't I wouldn't have and besides I think Ms. Hannigan seems very promising." I say up to him and he rubs my back. "I enjoyed this it was frightening and yet exhilarating." I say and smile up at his beaming face. He kisses me then and soon I am using the fine motor skills of my mouth to please my handsome husband. Ten minutes later he has his pleasure and I as well because we lay together on the bed sated to the maximum level.
Dressed in robes we scurry down the hall and across the living room and dining room to our bedroom.
