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After dropping off Louisa and Tyler I cuddle up to Christian's side. We have to go back to Bellevue to drop off Sawyer to pick up the second car and I am exhausted. Christian holds me close. I know he's worried, I am too. Both of us have our mind on the sabotage of Charlie Tango and somehow we both already think that this is also sabotage.
Like Charlie Tango the GEH Jet is the safest jet of its kind.
"Sleep Ana." Christian whispers.
I've been fighting to keep my eyes open since little Tyler was wrapped up in my dress, I helped Louisa take him inside with Sawyer and made sure Louisa had my phone number, giving her permission to call me whenever she wants.
Christian strokes my bicep with one hand and the other runs through my hair. We're both still in shock I suspect. He kisses a feather light kiss on the dip between each brow relaxing the frown I've been wearing which has also given me a headache. I let my eyes drift close and let the blanket of sleep pull me under.
I wake when the car comes to a halt.
"Where are we?" I mumble, my voice thick with sleep.
"Bellevue, we're dropping Sawyer off, shh go to sleep." He whispers and I do as he asks.
The next time I wake I'm lying in Christian's arms in the elevator on the way up to Escala.
"Hey." He smiles down at me but the smile doesn't even reach his eyes.
"Hi." I mumble sleepily.
The elevator hits our floor but Christian makes no attempt to put me down. I hold him tight as he carries me through the lobby into the great room where Bob, Ray and my Mom jump to their feet.
"You're both ok." My Mom says rushing over to us.
Christian puts me down slowly but doesn't let go of me when I wrap my arms around my mother. It's been a horrifying night and I'm exhausted.
"I think we need wine, Mrs Jones?"
"Sure Mr Grey." Gail says. I'm not surprised to see her in her pyjamas but still rushing to open a bottle of wine.
I receive an awkward hug off both Bob and Ray before I relax into the couch. I should really go and change out of this dress which now smells like burning jet but I'm too exhausted. I glance at the clock and see it's now three am and somehow I know Christian won't be sleeping tonight, I'll have to force him into bed.
Mrs Jones serves the wine and Christian dismisses her to bed knowing that she will want to make sure Taylor is alright. I don't want to sleep till I know that Sawyer is safe but Christian is watching me carefully and I can barely keep my eyes open.
My Mom and Bob go to bed without bothering with the wine. Ray is a little more hesitant but he can also sense that Christian and I need to talk and slowly makes his way to bed.
"I'm sorry your night was ruined Ana." Christian whispers as he looks into the flames of the fire.
"It wasn't ruined." I reply. "My night was over before we went to Sea-Tac."
"Fair enough." He shrugs, I know he's hurting, probably more than me but he isn't as care-free about showing how he's feeling.
"What are the chances we'll wake up tomorrow and this will have been a dream?" I ask walking up to him.
"I wish." He snorts a laugh but its short lived before he wraps me up in an embrace. "I need to take you to bed Ana. I need you."
"You have me Christian." I reply slipping his wine glass from his hand and leaving it on the fireplace. "Take me to bed." I plead leaning into his chest.
He doesn't hesitate in scooping me up in his arms and carrying me to our bedroom. I'm placed beside the bed and he slips the zip of my dress open, letting it fall to the ground before he picks it up and drapes it over the chair.
"No bra? I definitely approve. Now I need to see what it is you've been hiding from me."
I giggle as he turns me to face him and his eyes widen in surprise when he sees the dramatic gems all around my nipples on the skin of my breasts in matching patterns.
"Well, well, well, Anastasia." He mumbles and I smirk, I can see that he likes. "What made you do this?"
"I don't know." I shrug. "I just thought you'd want to fuck them if they looked more attractive."
He frowns and I swallow hard, maybe I should have been a little vaguer.
"I want to fuck these without the diamonds, they're already perfect." He whispers his fingers stroking up down the edge. "But not tonight Ana, tonight I just want to lose myself in you."
I nod, my mouth dry with anticipation.
"Undress me." He breathes into my ear.
My shaky hands pushes off his already open jacket and allow it to fall to the floor, I also push off his open bow tie before reaching for his buttons. His cheek strokes mine and his breath tickles by my ear, arousing me further.
Once each button is open I rub my hands up his chest, his breath hitches but not in fear but arousal, my touch arouses him now. I am still the only person who is allowed to do this to him and it means more to me than he could possibly understand.
My hands reach his shoulders and I push off the shirt allowing it fall and pool at his legs. He grunts and picks me up, he can't wait anymore.
He lowers me gently onto our bed and runs his nose up my abdomen, between the valley of my breasts and over the side of my neck till he can nip at my jaw. I wither beneath him and I know it lets him know I am just as aroused as he is.
I push up onto my elbows when he steps back and I watch him flick open the button of his trousers and my eyes widen with want when I watch and hear the opening of his zip. With one small tug his trousers fall to his feet and he bends down and quickly pulls his shoes and socks off before stepping out of his trousers.
The sight of his erection, tight against the fabric of my boxers makes me want to take him in my mouth, though I know that won't be happening today. He leans over me and kisses my already swollen lips and I can't help but tug at his boxer.
"My, my, my Anastasia, you are impatient at this late hour." He chuckles into my ear, not stopping my ministrations on his boxers.
Once his erection springs fear he releases a feral growl and steps back, yanking the fabric down and kicking them off before reaching for my own thin black thong. He rips them from my body and drops the torn fabric onto the floor before running his nose up my thigh.
"Ugh." I moan and I feel his chuckle reverberate over my bare, heated, wet core.
"You smell divine Ana." He whispers before leaning over me again.
I automatically spread my legs wide as he guides himself to my entrance. Grey eyes on blue the entire time, love shining with no uncertainties.
He penetrates me slowly. I gasp at the first intrusion, just the tip of him intruding.
"Ana." He breaths as he inches further inside, I can only let out a very long, low, moan.
I feel his tip reach deep inside me and I drop my elbows down and crash into the mattress. He settles inside me, he doesn't move, and I know right now he just wants to be in his favourite place which just happens to be my favourite place too.
I want to shift my hips and get him to move but I know right now he needs this moment of clarity. The one place where he knows the two of us are safe is when he is buried deep within me.
"I love you Ana." He says and I run my hand through his hair softly.
"I love you too." I reply.
"I need to fuck you. Hard."
"The do it." I reply bucking my hips a little.
He pulls out slowly and I know what's coming before he does it. He thrusts into me so hard I buck, my back arching and I gasp loudly in reaction.
"God Ana." Christian moans as he pulls out again at snail's pace before slamming into me hard once again the sound of his skin slapping against mine reverberating around the room.
"Christian!" I yell as he hits into me a third time, it's painful yet pleasurable, just like most of our fucking.
"Jesus Ana." He groans when I bite his lower lip softly, not hard enough to leave a mark but enough that he feels it completely.
The whole room is alive with the sounds and smells of our activities. I'm gripping tight to his shoulders and with each hard thrust I squeeze and call out not thinking about the fact that my parents are only a floor above us and can probably hear everything.
As my climax grips me I contort and vibrate beneath my husband calling his name out loud to no one in particular. He follows suit and I feel him shooting off inside of me before he shudders and collapses on my chest in a heap. I run my hands through his copper perspiration filled hair and feel his heart beating hard against my chest.
"Thank you." He murmurs, his voice vibrating my still sensitive body.
"For what?" I ask weakly, I'm totally spent.
"For that, I needed that Ana."
"I think we both did." I reply before he rolls off me.
"Now we need to sleep, tomorrow is another day Anastasia."
I close my eyes as his arms wrap around my nude body and I hear his content sigh. I'm sad yet I'm happy. In the arms of my husband I know that I am safe and that no one will harm me, especially not if he has something to do with it.