Christian pulled away from her lips and hurried to get her chemise off. "It's been so long, baby. I'm not going to last long."
Anastasia shook her head. "It won't take me long either. I feel like I'm going to burst, Christian. Please, just touch me."
He slipped his hand into her panties and rubbed against her clit, making her moan loudly and flex her hips into his fingers.
"How's that, baby?" Christian asked kissing her neck.
"So good…oh, wow!" Her head fell back. It was like her whole body was lighting up. The waves of pleasure shot down her legs and up to her breasts every time he stroked her.
He kissed her lips. "Your clit is so swollen baby. Is it sensitive? You're louder than normal."
"Mmm, yes! It feels so good. I'm sorry, Christian…" She bit her lip to try and keep herself quiet.
"Don't you dare. Let me hear you, Ana. I want to hear how good I'm making you feel." He kissed down her neck and bit her pulse point, pressing harder against her clit and moving his fingers faster.
"Fuck! Oh, Christian! Oh, please... Don't stop!" Her hips rose off the bed and she gripped the sheets as the invisible rubber band broke and her orgasm flooded through her.
While she laid there panting, Christian slipped her panties off of her and sat on his knees between her legs, staring at her by the light from the skyline.
"You are so beautiful, baby. I haven't seen you like this in so long." He told her, running his hands up her thighs.
She giggled. "It's been six days."
"That's a long time. I never want to go that long again without seeing this body." He leaned down and kissed her stomach.
"Wait until the baby comes. You'll be waiting six weeks."
His lips stopped in mid-kiss and his eyes looked up at her. "Huh?" He asked against her skin, making her giggle again. "Shit. Better enjoy this now." He kept kissing up her abdomen and stopped at her breasts.
"Your body's already changing, baby." He mentioned as he looked down at her breasts, before taking a nipple into his mouth.
"Easy! Be nice." Anastasia stated when he sucked too hard. "They're sensitive." He released the suction and swirled his tongue around her nipple.
"Mmm….yes, much better." Anastasia mentioned, leaning her head back and closing her eyes.
He released her nipple and continued back down to her abdomen, kissing on his way.
"Don't worry baby Grey, Mommy might be screaming, but don't be fooled, she likes it." He whispered.
"Christian!" Anastasia admonished and giggled. "Not sure baby Grey can hear yet."
He smiled up at her and traveled down further, spreading her thighs wider as his mouth found her center.
She gasped and her hips automatically rose. He groaned against her center.
"I've missed this, baby. You are so wet and so swollen. I'm going to take my time."
After her third, mind-shattering orgasm of the night, he climbed up her body, sucking and nipping as he went.
He pressed his forehead against hers and moved himself so that his tip was at her opening. "This pregnancy is going to be so much fun, baby. Just as I thought you couldn't be any more responsive…you prove me wrong." He pushed himself slowly into her and she cried out, digging her nails into his back. His back arched and he hissed.
She pulled her hands away and gasped. "I am so sorry, Christian!"
He shook his head and started to slowly pump in and out of her. "No, don't be. That felt incredible. Do it again."
Her hands went around him and she started to run her nails lightly down his back. He quickened his pace and her nails dug deeper.
"Yes, baby...Yes…just like that!" He urged, his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw clenched. "Dig into my shoulder blades, Ana!"
She did as he requested and held on tight, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Fuck, Ana…you are so swollen…you feel like fucking heaven. Shit…" He hissed and tried to concentrate on keeping a rhythm, but his thrusts were wild and uncontrolled. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up into the sitting position and he held onto her by her ass as he continued to piston himself into her.
Anastasia cried out when she sank deeper onto him. "Yes! Christian…Oh Fuck! Baby…I'm coming!"
"Thank fuck…yes, Ana…let go, baby. Milk me…squeeze me tight, beautiful." Christian panted.
Anastasia screamed and bit down on his shoulder as she came. He continued to thrust through her orgasm and then let himself release.
"Oh, Ana! Fuck!"
Her body slumped against his and he laid them down.
"I…am…so…exhausted." Anastasia panted, trying to catch her breath. "That was the best sex of my life."
"I am keeping you pregnant for the rest of our lives." Christian mentioned, sprawled out next to her. "Fuck…that was so good."
Anastasia turned toward Christian and entwined her legs with his. "It's sleep time. Goodnight, Christian."
He turned and pulled her against him, clinging to her. "Goodnight, Ana-baby."
XxXxXx
Anastasia walked out of the bedroom and saw that Christian was talking to Taylor and Sawyer.
"Sawyer…I need to know I can trust you. You're officially responsible for two lives now. I need to make sure you're taking your job seriously… I need to know that Ana is safe…the two most precious things in my life are going to be in your hands. I don't care what she says…if it looks like something is wrong, you need to let me know." Christian told Sawyer.
The two men looked confused for a moment and looked over to Anastasia, who was on her way over. The reality hit at the same time and both men's eyes widened.
"Surprise!" Anastasia announced, throwing her hands up. "Nice way to announce it, Christian. In true Christian fashion… How about when we tell my parents…we come up with something a little nicer, yea?" Anastasia said scowling at him.
"I'm sorry, Anastasia. I just want Sawyer to know just how important his job is." Christian told her, but he didn't sound all that sorry.
Anastasia rolled her eyes. "Can I be the one to tell Gail, at least?"
Christian smiled at her. "Be my guest."
Anastasia's eyes narrowed before she set off to the kitchen to find Mrs. Jones. When she entered, she saw Mrs. Jones bustling around the kitchen, humming and smiling to herself.
"Good morning, Gail."
The housekeeper turned and smiled brightly at Anastasia. "Good morning, Ana! How are you feeling? Sit and have breakfast! I've made little baby pancakes, and we have little baby grapes, and I cut the bacon into little baby bites-"
"He told you! Ugh! I'll kill him! CHRISTIAN TREVELYAN GREY! GET YOUR ARSE IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" Anastasia screamed, stomping her foot.
His head popped around the corner, grinning. "She doesn't have anything she could throw at me, does she?" He asked Gail.
Anastasia let out a frustrated growl. "You told! You told everyone!" Anastasia's eyes suddenly widened. "You didn't call my parents did you?"
Christian's eyebrows shot up and he came closer. "Do you think I'd honestly call your father and tell him what I did to you?"
Anastasia shook her head and laughed, covering her face in her hands. Christian wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him.
Her hands slid down her face. "You told Gail. I wanted to tell her." She told him, pouting.
"Aw…I'm sorry. I was just so excited. I didn't mean to." Christian told her, leaning and kissing her pout away. "Come, let's eat so we can go see Flynn."
XxXxXx
Christian and Anastasia had just left Dr. Flynn's office and were now sitting in their room at the OB's office. Dr. Flynn had spent the last hour showing them breathing techniques and calming exercises for Anastasia to do and for Christian to help with.
"Stupid paper gown." Anastasia murmured when she moved and heard it rip a little. She hated how hard it was to keep covered in that tiny paper gown when it was open in the front. She pulled up the white sheet to her neck, feeling extremely exposed.
They were seeing a new OB doctor today; her name was Dr. Greene. Christian wasn't keen on going back to the OB that had given Anastasia the shot that failed, so he took it upon himself to find another doctor. Dr. Greene was supposed to be the best in Seattle.
There was a knock before the door opened and a dark headed woman with green eyes entered. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Grey. My name is Dr. Greene."
They said their hellos and Dr. Greene grabbed the doctor's stool and had a seat.
"How are you feeling, Mrs. Grey?" She asked, looking down at her chart. "I see that you went to the ED with complaints of anxiety, nausea, and sleepiness and found out you were dehydrated and pregnant?"
Anastasia nodded. "Yes, that's right. Please, call me Ana."
Dr. Greene smiled up at her. "Okay, Ana. How are you feeling now?"
"I feel fine this morning, so far."
"How is your anxiety?"
"It's nonexistent right now. We went to see our therapist this morning and he gave us exercises to do when my anxiety gets bad." Anastasia explained.
Dr. Greene nodded and wrote in her chart. "That's great. When did your last period start, Ana?"
"July 18th."
"July 18th….alright…" Dr. Greene pulled out her cell phone and tapped away on it. "Your due date is going to be April 24th. You are about 7 weeks along."
Anastasia looked over at Christian and grinned. He smiled back at her and squeezed her hand.
"Okay, I'm going to check you out first and then we'll do the ultrasound. I'm going to have to ask you to lie down and pull the sheet down."
Anastasia did as she requested and Dr. Greene opened her gown and started to push in circles around her breasts. "Does any of this hurt?"
"No…they just feel full." Anastasia answered.
Dr. Greene nodded. "They probably are fuller. The breasts start changing right from the beginning. Really…everything does. All the estrogen and progesterone in the system is forcing your body into a hormonal overload."
"Her nipples are darker…" Christian mentioned, looking worried.
"That's normal. Nothing to worry about."
The doctor continued down her abdomen, pressing and checking for anything abnormal before closing Anastasia's paper gown and pulling her sheet up.
"This is a big week in your baby's development. The baby is twice as big as she was last week and her pancreas, liver and intestines have formed. Her hands and feet are forming, too." The Dr. explained, giving some fun facts while she washed her hands, turned off the light and turned on the ultrasound machine.
"She?" Christian asked.
"It's what we call all fetuses until they are assigned a gender. We all start as female, Mr. Grey. The amount of testosterone is what makes the testicles and penis form." Dr. Greene explained. "Now…unfortunately, this first one has to be transvaginal…so I'm going to have to ask you to put your legs in the stirrups and scoot down a bit."
Anastasia did as she asked and Dr. Greene rolled the white sheet up to her knees. "I'll try to keep you covered as much as I can. I know it can be uncomfortable." Dr. Greene slipped on some gloves.
"Thank you." Anastasia smiled at her while Christian repositioned her pillow behind her head. He stood next to her and took her hand, looking anxious.
Once the doctor had the wand in position, she turned the screen on. "Here we are…nice and clear. This…" The doctor points to the screen, "is your baby. Let's listen to the heartbeat." She hit a button and a cracking sound came through the speakers. She moved the wand a tad and a wooshing sound came through.
Anastasia gasped and covered her mouth. Christian kissed her temple and nuzzled his nose against her ear. He sniffled and she saw he had tears in his eyes, fueling her own tears.
He kissed her lips. "That's our baby, Ana." He whispered.
She giggled. "I know."
He shook his head and looked back toward the screen. "This is just incredible."
"Would you like some pictures?" Dr. Greene asked.
"Well, fuck yes! Do they come in wallet size, too?" Christian asked, making the women laugh.
"Sorry, Mr. Grey. One size only."
XxXxXx
As they were leaving the maternity clinic hand-in-hand, they were hounded by photographers.
"What the fuck?" Christian growled. He pulled Anastasia against his side and started pushing through them to get to the garage on the other side of the street.
Anastasia could hear them yelling questions at her, but she tried to ignore them and clung tighter to his waist. Someone jostled them and Anastasia lost her balance and almost fell to the ground before Christian caught her.
He cupped her face. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Anastasia nodded. She saw the look on his face and tried to stop him. "Christian…let's just go!"
Christian turned around and got in the photographer's face. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You already fucking know she's pregnant! How dare you risk the life of my wife and unborn child for a good picture!" He grabbed the man's camera and threw it to the ground, letting it shatter. "How's that for your fucking picture? You're lucky I don't beat the shit out of you right here!" Christian screamed while dozens of camera lights were flashing.
Anastasia pulled on Christian's arm. "Christian! Please! Stop!" She tried to yell over the voices of all the paparazzi.
Christian turned toward her and wrapped his arms around her, looking over her face. "Let's just go, Christian…please." Anastasia asked, quietly.
A black Audi SUV came to a halt in the middle of the street and Sawyer and Taylor both jumped out.
"Oh, thank fuck." Christian murmured. Sawyer and Taylor pushed through the crowd and surrounded Ana. Taylor stood on her left, Christian on her right, while Sawyer pushed through the crowd in front. Anastasia grabbed onto the back of his jacket and the three followed him.
"What are you doing?" Christian asked.
"I always hold on when there are paparazzi around. That way I don't lose him." Anastasia explained as they made it to the SUV.
Christian handed his car keys to Sawyer and once Sawyer got them into the SUV, he headed off to the garage while Taylor jumped into the driver's seat of the SUV.
"How the fuck did they know?" Christian barked, holding Anastasia close.
"I don't know, sir. We saw them announce it on Channel 4 News and ran for the SUV." Taylor told him.
"Fuck. Take Anastasia to work first. I want to see if there are people swarming there, too." Christian told Taylor.
Anastasia sat, doing her breathing exercise.
"How are we doing, Mrs. Grey?" Christian asked, rubbing her stomach.
She smiled and leaned against him. "We are doing just fine, Mr. Grey."
The longer Anastasia sat there, the more she wondered how everything was getting leaked. The paparazzi always knew when something happened between her and Christian…someone seemed to sneak pictures of her when she hadn't even realized. She hadn't looked at the fan page of hers, yet…and she wasn't going to, but maybe it would give her some clues to where these people were hiding. She didn't want to get Christian all riled up, so she decided she'd wait until she was at work to look.
Taylor's phone rang and he touched the Bluetooth in his ear. "Taylor. Yes, Sawyer…perfect. Thank you. ETA two minutes." Taylor's finger went back up to his ear.
"Mr. Grey?"
"Yes, Taylor."
"Sawyer is parked behind SIP now. He said they are hounding the front. I'll head around back."
"Thank you, Taylor."
"Sawyer will be there when you leave?" Anastasia asked, looking up at Christian.
"Yes, Ana…I don't want to hear-"
"No, no. I'm glad. I don't want anything to happen. Like you said, it's not just me I have to worry about anymore." Anastasia told Christian, cutting him off.
Christian held her tighter. "Sawyer, Taylor, and I will do everything in our power to keep you safe, Ana. I swear if you get pushed again, I will kill someone…if I hadn't caught you…who knows what could have happened." Christian's jaw clenched and Anastasia noticed Taylor's doing the same.
"You'll have to get in line, sir." Taylor mentioned, making Anastasia grin.
"I knew you'd learn to love me!" She teased. Taylor smiled at her through the rearview mirror.
They pulled around to the back and saw the R8 sitting by the back entrance. Sawyer jumped out and stood, waiting for the SUV to come to a stop. Sawyer opened the door for Anastasia and she slipped out with Christian right behind her.
"Here are your keys, sir." Sawyer said, handing Christian the keys to the R8.
"Thanks, Sawyer. Let's get Mrs. Grey inside."
Once they were in the lobby and Sawyer and Taylor had checked the floor, Christian and Taylor decided they'd leave.
"You sure you don't want to work from my office today?" Christian asked, pouting while he held her close.
Anastasia giggled. "No, Christian. I want to work in my office."
Christian sighed. "I don't want to leave you two, yet."
Anastasia rolled her eyes. "Listen…we've got thirty-three more weeks if this before baby Grey comes. We can't start this already."
"Fine. But I'm going to conference you at lunch to make sure you're eating and feeling okay. We'll have a cyber date." Christian told her.
"Alright, Mr. Grey. It's a date. Now go get to work so I can do the same." He kissed her lips and rubbed her stomach one last time before Anastasia pushed him toward the back entrance and swatted at his backside to get him going.
She shook her head as she watched him leave. This was going to be one long pregnancy.
"Good morning, Olivia. Would you mind getting me some ice water and a straw?" Anastasia asked, heading to the front desk.
"Of course, Ana. No tea?" Olivia looked shocked.
"Unfortunately, no. Not until I can buy some decaf." Anastasia answered.
Olivia's smile widened, realizing the rumors were true. "Congratulations, Ana."
Anastasia smiled back at her. "Thank you, Olivia. I'll be in my office. Good morning, Benjamin!" She greeted, on her way back to her office with Sawyer.
"Good morning, Mrs. Grey."
It took an hour for Anastasia to check her email and reply to them. When she hit send on the last one, she sighed and sat back in her seat. That was the part of the job she hated the most. Emails were not her thing.
She decided to go ahead and check out that website Emily had mentioned. She wasn't sure what the URL was, but she knew she was on the right page when she saw the picture of her and Emily at Red Lobster.
She scrolled down through the pictures and she felt her heart skip a beat. She scrolled faster.
"Sawyer!"