Chapter 37

Ana's POV:

Taylor is waiting for us when we leave the building and opens the door to let us in. Once he shuts the door then gets in and pulls away Christian presses his mouth to mine. I part my lips letting his tongue find mine and wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls my legs up onto his lap and slides his hand up my thigh. We continue making out passionately until we pull up outside Escala. He quickly leads me to the elevator and has me pinned against the wall just as the doors shut. I move my hands into his hair as he massages my breasts. I want him so bad. I feel the pull in my stomach as he pushes his erection into me.

The doors open and he scoops me into his arms carrying me straight to his bedroom. He sets me down then opens the door. My jaw falls open when I see the bed covered in rose petals and candles all over the room giving it a soft glow. I can't believe he did this.

"Christian… This is so romantic," I turn back around to face him. He smiles and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I wanted to show you how much you mean to me." I reach up and pull him down to a kiss. He pushes his coat off my shoulders then wraps his arms around me pulling me closer. Our tongues meet as he slowly unzips my dress, then lets it fall off my body. I undo his tie and slide it off his neck then reach for his belt. He walks me backward to the bed as I unzip his pants. Our mouths break away as he lays me back onto the bed. He takes my heels off leaving me in my red panties and nothing else. Gazing down at me, he removes his shoes and socks then pulls off his pants and removes his shirt.

I extend my arms over my head as he climbs on top of me, expecting him to tie me up since his chest is bare. Instead he kisses the base of my neck then runs his tongue across my collarbone. My breathing quickens as he brushes his lips over my nipple. I slowly move my hands into his hair. He continues teasing my nipples with his mouth and tongue then I feel his hand sliding up my thigh from my knee. At my hip he moves it across my stomach and down over my sex. He rubs me over my panties making the muscles in my groin contract. I push my hips up to his hand and he pulls my panties off then slips his fingers into me.

"Ah, Christian." I groan as he moves them inside me while sucking and biting my nipple. He stops then pulls his boxers down and holds himself over me on his forearms gazing into my eyes. His lips part as he slowly fills me all the way. I move my arms to his biceps and he pulls himself out then pushes back in.

"I love you, baby," he breaths as he continues his steady pace. His eyes are full of so much passion. God, I love him so much.

"I love you, too." I respond just before he presses his mouth to mine. I feel my body tensing as he brings me closer to my release. His movements pick up speed as he gets closer too. We scream out each other's names as our orgasms consume our bodies. Then he kisses me again before pulling out and rolling off of me.

Once we catch our breaths I roll on my side to face him and he does the same. We lovingly stare into each other's eyes silently. He lightly runs his fingers up and down my side sending a shiver up my spine. He's completely naked in front of me, trusting me. I keep my hands tucked close to my body too nervous to touch him. My eyelids become heavier as he caresses my skin and soon I drift off to sleep.

….

I wake up early the next morning alone in Christian's bed. Luckily my morning professor decided to give us the day off so I don't have class again until 3. I stretch then get up and pull Christian's shirt on buttoning it up just enough. In the bathroom I brush my teeth with his toothbrush then walk out over to the chair where my purse is. I dig in it for my phone, but find the video camera from class first. This could be fun. I wonder if Christian is still here. I turn it on and tiptoe down the hall holding the camera behind my back. He's not in the living room or kitchen, then I see his office door ajar. I sneak over and knock on the door.

"Yes," he sounds distracted. I peek in and see him staring intently at his computer screen in just his pajama bottoms. Perfect. I smile and bring the camera up as I push into his office.

"Working already, Mr. Grey?" I ask and see him turn his head toward me through the camera screen.

"What are you doing?" His brow creases into a confused expression.

"A day in the life of Christian Grey." I continue filming him and stand on the other side of his desk. He watches me amused at my game.

"How are you feeling this morning?" I ask.

"Pretty damn good. I had an amazing night." I grin back at him.

"Is that right? Tell me why it was so amazing."

"I had dinner with a beautiful woman then we came back here and had some unbelievably incredible sex."

"Unbelievably incredible?" I ask playfully. He stands up and walks around his desk toward me.

"Oh, yes, Miss Steele."

"Who is this woman?" He stops in front of me so my back is facing the desk then snatches the camera away from me.

"See for yourself." He aims it at me then leans over and pushes everything on his desk to the side.

"Sit down." I sit up on the edge and lay back gazing up at him. He steps between my legs keeping the camera on me. I reach my hands up and slowly start unbuttoning the shirt. When I finish with the last button he pushes it to the sides then moves the camera down then back up my naked body. I'm going to need to make sure I change the tape before I start filming my documentary. He keeps taping my face and runs his fingers through my folds. I moan when he pushes them inside me. While sliding them in and out his thumb brushes over my clit. Soon I'm crying out as my orgasm shoots through my body.

"I love to watch you come," he says before freeing himself and slamming into me. He thrusts into me a couple more times before setting the camera down on the desk next to me. He leans forward kissing me, the camera trained on our faces. My body quickly responds to him again building higher with each push. He gazes into my eyes as his thrusts become harder and faster.

"Come on, baby," he groans, his body tensing as he comes closer.

"Don't stop," I moan between breaths. He pushes into me deeper hitting just the right spot and I cry out in ecstasy.

"Yes… Yes… Christian…" My legs shake and pleasure spreads from my core throughout my body as I reach my climax.

"Fuck, baby." He stills and pours his warm release into me then drops his head onto my chest. I slide my fingers into his hair and close my eyes. My man sure knows how to fuck. He lifts up his head and kisses my lips before pulling out of me.

"Where did you get this camera?" He asks picking it up and pulling me up off the desk.

"It's for a class project. I'm supposed to make a documentary about myself." He stops the recording and takes out the mini tape.

"This may be a little inappropriate for class. I think I'll keep it." I giggle and wrap my arms around his neck.

"What are you going to do with it?"

"Watch it of course." He smirks at me then kisses me.

"Why? You have the real thing right here." I bite his bottom lip playfully.

"Mmm, that I do." He buttons up his shirt on me then takes my hand.

"Come let's have breakfast."

Christian's POV:

The next few weeks fly by. Things have been wonderful with Anastasia and I. She's been staying at my place every weekend and I've been staying at hers once or twice during the week. We haven't really discussed Cabo, but I have hired two men to travel down there and keep an eye on her. She knows nothing about this though and I don't plan on telling her. I don't want to risk a fight the day before she leaves. She's coming over to stay with me tonight and should be here within the next 15 minutes. I sent Mrs. Jones and Taylor out for the evening so we could have the place all to ourselves.

I hear the elevator doors opening as I'm walking out of my office. She's early. My smile fades as I come around the corner to see Leila standing in the foyer.

"How the hell did you get up here?" I glare at her. I thought Taylor changed all the access codes after her meltdown here a couple months ago.

"I needed to see you. I miss you." This can't be happening right now. Not when Ana is due to arrive any minute and Taylor isn't here.

"You need to leave now," I growl. She ignores me opening her coat and dropping it to the floor revealing skimpy red lingerie with black lace trim. She starts walking toward me slowly. Fuck! I need to get her out of here. But I'm frozen in place trying to control my rage.

"I want you. Don't you want me?" She brushes her hand over my cock and I quickly grab her wrist pulling it away.

"No," I snap. She grabs my head and pulls me down to her lips. It takes me a second to realize what is even happening then I shove her off just as the elevator dings. I look over to see Ana staring at us in shock. Tears fill her eyes as she glances back and forth between me and Leila. I look at Leila then release her wrist and make my way towards Ana.

"Ana…"

"Don't." She holds up her hand taking a step back into the elevator as tears begin to fall down her face.

"Baby, please let me explain." I step towards her.

"Fuck off, Christian! I trusted you! But you're no different than Blake." I stumble back feeling like she just slapped me across the face. No... I'm nothing like him. The doors close and she's gone. I fall to my knees staring toward the elevator. She left. She left me. I drop my head into my hands as tears threaten my eyes.

"Christian…" Leila starts but I cut her off.

"Get the fuck out now," I growl without looking at her. I feel her hand move into my hair and I snap grabbing her wrist a little harder than I should have. I stand and drag her to the elevator.

"Christian you're hurting me!" I don't give a fuck. She just ruined everything. I throw her in the elevator once the doors open then toss her coat in after her.

"If I ever see you again I'll make sure you fucking regret it." She stares at me in fear rubbing her wrist as the doors close. I need to get a hold of Anastasia. I need to explain this to her. I shouldn't have let Leila get that far. This is all my fault. How the fuck did she get in here anyways? I pull my phone out of my pocket and dial Ana's number but she hits ignore every time. I run my hand through my hair then grab my keys and head out for her apartment. I need to clear this up before she leaves.