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Chapter 49-Oh what a night
Sawyer
"Mia, honey, you are beautiful. Give yourself some time. It's only been a few weeks."
"Easy for you to say. You are not fifteen pounds heavier than you were last year. I feel like a cow in this dress."
"Baby, you are beautiful. I like you a little curvy," I tell her while kissing her temple as we walk toward the tent where the festivities are already underway. Wyatt was being fussy when we left the house so Mia was apprehensive to leave him. We have never left him during the evening before but he will most likely sleep through our date night. He is such a good baby. He eats like a gavone and sleeps like a rock. Yes ladies and gentleman he is my son.
I know Mia has had a hard time adjusting since Wyatt has been born. She can't seem to get off the last few pounds of baby weight and for the first few weeks, post partum had her an emotional nightmare. John has weaned her off the antidepressants over the last four weeks, and thank goodness because her sex drive went out the window until recently. We haven't had time to do the deed but hopefully after some one on one time tonight I can encourage my wife to have some sexy time.
Mia's friend Lily has intercepted her while we were walking to the tent and I take this time to step away and warn the others of Mia's foul mood. I really don't care for Lily and any time I can get out of dealing with her is fine by me. Ana and Gideon are standing with my parents right outside the tent talking animatedly, probably about Charlie. Ana looks as stunning as always. She popped right back to her perfect self after the baby and I think this is what is making it hard for Mia to adapt.
"Sawyer, don't you look dashing," Ana gushes while kissing me on my cheek.
"You too. Grace, you look lovely as well." I kiss my mother in law on the cheek and shake hands with Gideon and Carrick. "Look we don't have much time but can you all be extra nice to Mia tonight. She still kind of has the blues and she hasn't been able to lose all the baby weight yet so she is feeling a little down."
"Absolutely," Ana states like as if it is a non-issue and I see Gideon working something out in his head. Just when Mia approaches we all turn to her and smile, in a very creepy way.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing dear, you look lovely," Carrick gushes.
"Yes, my, Mia that dress is stunning," Grace adds, Mia shoots me a colluding look. She knows I must have said something to them.
"Hello Mia. You look great," Ana tells her as she kisses her cheek.
Gideon, ever the gentleman, takes my wife's hand and kisses her knuckles. I see a blush creeping up on her face and a smile twitch up on her lips. "Mia, ever the looker. I do hope you will save me a dance. Although I think I may have to wait in line, you look so beautiful tonight."
Mia giggles at his statement and bats her eyes. She is flirting with him right in front of me and it is seriously pissing me off. I know he is trying to get a rise out of me and it is all in good fun but I also am aware that Mia had a thing for Gideon once upon a time but he never did seal that deal. If my wife wasn't so self-conscience now I would match his flirting with Ana because I know that Ana is his kryptonite, but something tells me that is a very bad idea. Instead I shoot Ana a glare and she snorts and pulls Gideon back and locks arms with him.
"Let's go find Kate and Elliot, shall we," Ana states and we all follow. "Mia why don't you go along ahead with Gideon. I want to talk to Sawyer for a second." Gideon takes my wife's arm and she all too willingly obliges Ana's request.
Ana
Mia has spoken to me about her insecurities and body image issues. She thinks Luke doesn't think she is attractive anymore since he has made no attempt to have sex with her. I tried to explain that I didn't sleep with Gideon either, well that was until about an hour ago, but she said it was different with them. I want to give him the encouragement he needs to move things along.
"Luke, let them be. He is just being nice to her; don't get your panties in a bunch. Mia has confided in me that she has had some issues since Wyatt was born and if I may make a suggestion the boathouse is a very romantic place to…rekindle. If you get my drift."
"She's spoken to you? What did she say? God Ana I am trying but I am all out of ideas here. I have tried to be understanding and leave her alone so she can work thought all this but she is pushing me away."
"She will come around. She just doesn't feel like herself. You both need to reconnect, that's all. Why not make a game out of it and take her up there after dinner? I am sure she will appreciate the sentiment." I have spilled all I am willing to. It is up to him to woo his wife, Luke is my friend but I can't give him a roadmap on how to do it. "Let's get back to the table before your wife steals my boyfriend away," I laugh as I loop my arm with Sawyers and we head toward the table.
We are sitting at a table with Elliot and Kate, Luke and Mia, Grace and Carrick, Taylor and Gail, Gideon and I, and Carrick's parents. Everyone is chatting along and ever much the gentlemen they are all the men stand as I approach the table. I never did understand that sentiment.
"Ana! You look lovely," Grandma Grey coos. "Isn't she stunning dear."
"Yes dear, she is. How is my great-granddaughter? Getting big I presume," Grandpa Grey asks with a soft expression.
"Yes sir she is. She will be with us at brunch tomorrow morning. You can spoil her then."
Since we will all be around this weekend Carrick and Grace have arranged brunch for tomorrow. It will be nice to have everyone together for some down time.
"So gentleman, I hope you can all bring in top dollar this year. Last years first dance auction set records so this year we decided to turn the tables a bit," Carrick announces as he looks to the men at the table.
"What do you mean daddy?" Mia asks looking a little disappointed.
"I mean, that you ladies have had all the fun over the years, now it is our turn. You can all spend your hard earned money to dance with us.
Gail narrows her eyes at Taylor who has an amused look on his face. Since nothing gets by him I know he knew about this little change of plans and didn't let Gail in on this tidbit of information. She is less then charmed by his innocence as he tries to play coy. I giggle to myself knowing that any woman in this room would pay top dollar for Jason Taylor and Gail Jones would claw out the eyes of the unlucky bitch who did.
"Giggle all you want sweetheart but once I get up on that stage you may have to break the bank to win me. The women in this room look hungry and I doubt very much they take issue with spending their husbands hard earned money on a dance with me," Gideon whispers in my ear before kissing me on my cheek, when I pull back and meet his eye line the cocky grin on his face gets bigger and the unspoken words "game on" flash across my face.
"You're pretty sure of yourself Mr. Cross. What makes you think I would pay to dance with you when I know you're a sure thing," I softly say into his lips before kissing him. I soft growl emanates from the back of his throat while he deepens my intended innocent kiss. My panties are getting wetter by the second and the thought of him buried deep inside of me is enough to want to take him right here on the table. Once we pull apart I can see lust in Gideon's eyes and I know he is thinking the same thing I am.
Another cocky grin plays on his face. "I may be a sure thing Miss Steele but I know you are just as possessive of me as I am of you and the thought of another woman close to me, holding onto me, would drive you insane." He leans back into my ear and quietly says in my ear, "and if you are a good girl I will be sure to show you my appreciation over and over again later tonight."
Heat builds up in my core. I cross my legs under the table and Gideon glances down before looking back into my eyes. "And if I am a bad girl?"
"Then I will be sure to spank that pretty little ass of yours and make sure you never forget that you are mine, and I am yours."
I have never expressed to Gideon how much I like a little rough play. Perhaps now that we know each other a bit more intimately, I allow him to see exactly what he is getting. "Hummm, decisions, decisions. I am feeling a bit naughty tonight, so a spanking may be exactly what I need to set me straight." I kiss Gideon on his nose and his eyes light up and go wide. Before anyone catches our conversation I give him a wink and focus back on the table.
Gideon shifts in his seat and scoots his chair closer to me and drapes his arm behind my back. "Perhaps tonight will be more fun then I originally-" Gideon cuts off and answers his phone. "Ireland? Whats wrong?...Okay, did she eat?...Did you try rocking her? Fine, yea, we will be right there."
"What's the matter?" I ask Gideon.
"Charlie is being fussy and Ireland can't calm her down. So much for date night." The defeated look in Gideon's eyes show he is disappointed.
"Nonsense, you two stay. I will go," Gail interjects.
"No Gail, I can't let you do that. We'll go. You stay here and enjoy yourself," Gideon says as he stands and grabs my hand.
"No. Taylor and I will go. You and Ana need some time together. Besides if I have to listen to Jason complain about wearing a tux for one more minute I may lose my mind."
"Gail are you sure?" I ask her. I hate to ruin her night.
"Of course. The night is still young. I will even send Ireland over to join you. There is no sense of her sitting there when she could be here having fun. We will take Charlie to our house so you can both get some sleep tonight."
I hug Gail and thank her before telling her to show Ireland to my closet to pick out something nice to wear. I would like her to have some fun with us if she is not going to be babysitting Charlie. It would be good for her to be with her brother and let her hair down. She agrees and her and Taylor leave the tent. I can't help but feel guilty that Gail is leaving to take care of Charlie instead of having a night out with us but I know that things like this are not her cup of tea and I get it. Before I met Christian, parties like this were not something I would have been comfortable attending. Gail and I come from very meager backgrounds and wealth to this magnitude still make us uncomfortable to some extent.
Gideon
Just when dinner is being served I spot Ireland heading towards our table wearing a very tight, red dress with plunging neckline, and spaghetti straps. My eyes go wide and I almost faint as she gets closer. My baby sister looks far too sexy for her own good and I can see every guy in the room watch her. My blood boils that they are eyefucking her and I want to throat punch all of them.
Ana puts her hand on my arm and tugs a little forcing me to look at her. "Tell her she looks beautiful and don't embarrass her. She is a grown woman Gideon." I don't even blink as I dart my eyes back to Ireland.
Fuck that. She needs to put more clothes on. She is a beautiful and I don't want all these fuckers looking at her like she is a sex object. I know what guys think and I know that these cocky assholes with money will stop at nothing to get what they want, I'll be damned if they get their claws on my sister.
Just before Ireland arrives at our table Ana growls my name and I take a defeated sign before running my hand through my hair and slapping on the best smile I can under the circumstances. Elliot and Sawyer are smirking at me across the table reading my expression. I shoot them both a death glare and pull out Ireland's chair next to Ana.
While we all eat, conversation flows effortlessly from everything from my business relocation to the babies' milestones. Every chance I get I slide my hand up Ana's thigh in a desperate attempt to get her off right here in front of everyone. A few times I got as high as her lace panties and once even managed to slide my pinky in between her wet folds before we were interrupted by a waitress who thought it was important at that particular moment to refresh our water glasses. All and all I know she is primed and ready to go which brings a devilish smile to my face. Before we know it the MC's voice is echoing through the tent announcing the first dance auction.
As the men approach the stage the woman bum rush the dance floor and the entire site shrieks of desperation. This is a much different atmosphere then the previous auctions. Men don't like to tip their hat on who they are going to bid on and typically stand on the dance floor patiently or even bid from their seats. These women are crowding the stage and packing the dance floor while husbands' faces are screwed up in disapproval and seats continue to empty at a rapid pace.
I spot Ana near the back of the crowd with Ireland watching me sweat. I don't like this kind of attention and if it weren't for a good cause I would use this distraction to steal my girl away and fuck her senseless. The first few guys are on the younger side, probably still in college and bring in a few thousand from girls who appear to still be in high school. Daddies all over the room follow their little girls with their eyes to make sure no funny business is going on. Damn well better. I'd be damned if Charlie would be partaking in shit like this when she is a teenager.
"Next up is Ethan. Ethan is a martial arts enthusiast, loves long walks on the beach and dancing under the stars. Lets start the bidding at five thousand," the MC announces.
Ana
I didn't even know Ethan was here until I saw him up on stage. I looked over to Kate who looked equally as shocked. He didn't say anything to us all night and he hadn't mentioned attending. Woman all around the room lick their lips and I see a blush on Ireland's face as Ethan winks in our direction. I lean in and tell Ireland to go for it, this one is on me, she shakes her head no but I nod and tell her that Ethan is a real catch and she should bid on him or whoever else she wants. She is always helping us with Charlie and she is a good for Gideon so buying her a dance with a hot guy is the least I can do. When she raises her hand to bid twelve thousand on Ethan, Gideon's jaw tenses and I blow him a kiss before he shakes his head and smiles back at me.
"Fifteen thousand," says a very attractive woman in her late thirties, or at least that's the age her Botox infused face shows. I notice a large diamond ring on her left hand when she raises her Champaign glass to the MC. Ethan purses his lips and nods in approval then looks back at Ireland encouraging her to go higher.
"Twenty," Ireland counters.
"Twenty-two," the cougar spits back as an older gentleman grasps her elbow and leans in toward her ear.
"Twenty-three," Ireland speaks up. Ethan tugs on his jacket in approval and a playful smirk plays on his face.
"Twenty-three do I hear twenty-four? Twenty-three going once, going twice, sold to the stunning young lady in red."
Ireland claims her prize from the stage and makes her way back to where I am standing. Her face is flushes as bright as her dress and I can tell Ethan is laying on his typical Kavanagh charm.
"What brings you to our little corner of the world Mr. Kavanagh?" I ask as he leans in and kisses me on the cheek.
"Just taking a little break and I figured before I start working like the rest of you stiffs I should visit my favorite people and my parents. How ya' been Steele? Looking as good as ever. Where have you been hiding this little Gem?"
"You be careful now Ethan. The beautiful lady on your arm is none other then Gideon's sister Ireland. If you don't mind your manners you may find your limbs in different time zones," I joke.
"You're shitting me. This vision is Gideon's sister," Ethan snakes his arm around Ireland's waist to pull her closer and she giggles. "This may be more fun then I thought."
"Last but certainly not least, we have Gideon. Gideon is a male model from Greece, who likes to backpack through Europe, and recite Shakespeare to beautiful goddesses he meets in his travels. Who will start me off at ten-thousand?"
I don't raise my hand right away because the ten or more woman who are clawing to get closer to the stage are all speaking in unison never dropping their hands until the bidding gets upward of a hundred thousand. Gideon glares at me and I bite my lip as our eyes lock from across the room.
"Two-hundred thousand," a redheaded woman damn near close to fifty yells from the far side of the tent and Gideon's brows shoot straight up to his hairline, his face lights up at her bid and I get a twinge of jealousy. He was right I would never let another woman touch him. He is mine.
"Five-hundred thousand," I shout as and people gasp from all around the room.
Kate shakes her head at me while smiling and Elliot shouts out, "Are you fucking kidding me?" because until now he had the highest bid of the night costing Kate a hundred and fifty thousand dollars.
"Six-hundred," the redhead counters.
I take a deep sigh knowing I need to shut this down before we have a repeat of last year. "One. Million. Dollars." I drag out for effect as I shoot daggers at the redheaded woman. She holds her hands up in defeat and I chance a glance over to Gideon who looks like the cat who ate the canary.
"Wow ladies. He must be a good…ahem…catch to fetch a bid that high. One million going once, twice, sold to the lady with the deep pockets."
As I approach the stage Gideon's satisfied smile spreads over his masculine face. Thanks to Ireland his hair is disheveled, from his constantly running his hand through it, and his dark olive skin glows in the dim lighting. He certainly is a vision and he is all mine. We walk out of the tent and I can see Mia entering the boathouse. Way to go Sawyer. Just as my lips reach Gideon's, I hear Grace scream and the boathouse light goes on. What the hell is going on over there?
Sawyer
While all the singles are busy flashing their money I take this opportunity to sneak off with my wife to the boathouse. I have her leave ahead of me and instruct her to take off her dress, bra, and panties and leave her stocking and shoes on. I won't be able to see much in the dark and because we can't draw attention to ourselves we can't turn on the lights. After ten minutes I walk across the vast lawn and into the dark boathouse. There are people outside so I make as little noise as possible when I enter the room. I will have to figure out a way to keep my normally vocal wife quiet so we don't attract too much attention.
In the darkness, I can see a silhouette of the naked female form lying on the couch with one leg on the floor and another bent leaning against the back of the couch. I think to myself that I am a very lucky man as I take in the curves of her body with her full breasts and luscious hips. I lose my jacket, shoes, and pants as my eyes adjust to the darkness. I see that she has complied with my request to leave her shoes on I run my finger from her instep, up her calf, up the middle of her thigh and stop as I splay my hands just above where her thigh high stockings latch on to her garter belt. I can hear her breath shallow and I can smell the arousal in the air.
"Baby I have waited far to long to taste your sweet pussy on my tongue," I tell her as I drop to my knees and urge her legs farther apart.
"Luke?!"
"GRACE?!"
"LUKE!" Grace screams just as someone throws open the door and turns on the lights. My hands are frozen to the hips of the woman below me. It takes me a second to figure out what the fuck is going on.
As my eyes adjust to the harsh lights I see a frightened and half naked Grace Grey splayed out on the couch in front of me grasping for the blanket that hangs off the back of the couch. Her panties are off and I am inches away from her naked…oh god, this can't possibly get any more mortifying.
"MOTHER! LUKE! What the hell is going on here?"
"FUCK!" Is all I can say as I reach for my pants in a desperate effort to get myself decent. Just as I thought things couldn't get any worse Carrick shows up in the doorway and takes in the scene before him.
"What the fuck is going on? Grace?" Carrick takes a step into the room and closes the door behind him so no one else can come in and see his half naked wife spayed across the couch while his half dressed son in law tries to make himself look presentable.
"Mr. Grey. I though it was Mia…I would have never…I didn't mean to…nothing happened," I stammer.
"Can everyone but Carrick get out so I can get dressed? We can meet in Carrick's office in ten minutes," Grace manages to speak through her hands that are covering her humiliated face.
I slip on my shoes and walk out of the door as Mia stares in stunned silence. I grab her hand and tug her to follow me. She is in shock, I get it but I really don't want to stay in this damn boathouse longer then absolutely necessary. Once we are out in the yard we nearly run into Ana and Gideon who are walking by with Kate and Elliot.
"Sawyer, hey. Have you seen my mother? We thought we heard her scream but we can't find her. Is she up there?" Elliot asks.
No one says anything and Kate eyes up Mia who has yet to even breath. "Mia, are you okay honey. You look pale," Kate inquires.
Mia lets out a breath, "Sawyer…mom…naked."
"What?" Elliot, Ana, and Gideon say in unison.
I shoot daggers at my wife, "Could you think your words through before you speak woman."
"Luke what the fuck is my sister talking about-" Elliot stops speaking as Carrick and Grace exit the boathouse. Grace's head is looking down at the ground and Carrick has a possessive arm around her shoulders. There are no words spoken as they walk right by us and up to the house. "Someone better explain what the fuck is happening right now. Did you try to screw my mother you asshole?"
"Yes-," that one word earned gasps from all the woman. Elliot balls his fists up at his sides and Gideon steps in with a shit eating grin on his face as he attempts to hold back a very pissed off Elliot. "Will you let me explain please? This is humiliating enough. I was supposed to meet Mia in the boathouse, when I got there it was dark… I thought it was Mia up there…nothing happened."
Gideon, Kate, and Ana all look at each other before erupting in a full blown belly laugh. I am sure fucking glad someone thinks this is funny because I sure as shit don't. I grab Mia's hand and pull her toward the house. I need to get this over with. I never thought I would see the day when I would have to sit in my father in laws office and explain how I did not screw his wife. Fuck my life.
Ana
Although Kate, Gideon, and I think this situation is funny it is evident that Elliot definitely does not. We are all laughing to the point that tears are leaking out of our faces while poor Elliot watches Sawyer and Mia sulk into the house after Grace and Carrick.
"Glad you think this is all funny because I sure as hell don't."
"Elliot come on babe. You have to admit that it is a little funny. If it wasn't your mother you would be laughing just as hard and cracking jokes with the rest of us."
That seemed to sooth Elliot a little bit and I think the corners of his lips even tugged up a little as Kate kissed him which turns into full blown porn kissing with me and Gideon standing by. Those two are definitely made for each other.
"Come on handsome you owe me a dance," I mutter to Gideon as I tug on his hand. He takes a quick look at his watch before smiling down at me and wrapping his arm around my waist to leads me away from the tent. "Where are we going?"
"Shhhh, you'll see. I have a little surprise for you. Close your eyes," he says as he picks me up bridal style and carries me off in the direction of the dock.
I comply and wrap my arms around his neck and lay my head on his chest. He kisses my forehead and rubs my back with his long fingers as we walk the short distance to the water. I can hear the water slapping up against the dock and the crickets in the background. The music from the tent changes to an 80's ballad I recognize as "When I See You Smile" by Bad English.
Gideon places me on my feet and holds onto both of my hands and tells me to open my eyes. The dock is flanked with flameless candles in small glass cups and wild flowers. I take a deep breath in after looking at our surroundings and see Gideon's glassy eyes staring back at me.
"Please don't freak out on me. Just let me get out everything I need to say and then you can run off. I hope you don't…but you can if this isn't…shit, I am already screwing this up." Gideon takes a deep breath and starts over.
"Ana, it is exactly 12:01am and on this date one year ago both of our lives were turned upside-down in a way neither of us could have ever imagined. We both lost people we loved and people who we thought we would spend the rest of our lives with, but the universe had a different plan for us. The first time I saw you in my elevator at The Crossfire I knew I would never be the same. I knew that you were someone who was going to get right under my skin and the thought was the slap in the face I needed at the time. I could have never in a million years predicted that this is how we would get here but here we are. Hell, before tonight we didn't even have sex with each other but now that I have you in every possible way I never want to let you go. Sweetheart you and Charlie are my whole world. I never though I could love anyone the way I love you and I never in my life could believe I would love a child as much as I love her. The love I have for you is pure, and good, it is the kind of love people write books about. There are no secrets between us. You know the good and bad in me and because you still accept me for who I am and the tortured past I have, it makes me love you all the more. Anastasia Rose Steele will you do me the honor of being my wife and allowing me to make you and our daughter happy for the rest of our lives."
Ana
Tears well up in my eyes. I knew what today was and I just wanted to forget. I didn't want to remember all the hurt and pain we both went though. That was the worst day of my life and because Gideon is trying to rewrite this day to be a happy one makes me love him all the more. But could I marry him? I love him and I want to be with him and no one else but I am afraid. I am scared that if I let him in this way and something were to happen to him I would never recover. I couldn't stand the thought of loosing him the way I lost Christian. He is an amazing man and a good father to Charlie so I guess this is the next logical step, but I am so frightened.
"Gideon, I…I don't…" I hold his hands tighter but I can't get any words out.
Gideon drops my hands and gives me a curt nod. "I understand. It's too much, I get it. I knew I was taking a risk by asking today, you're not ready I get it. Come on let's go home. Forget I said anything."
He takes my hands and pulls me down the dock. I plant my feet to stop him and he turns back to look at me. I can see the pain and torture in his eyes. He put his soul on the line and he thinks I don't feel the same way about him, I do, I just need to tell him why I am hesitant.
"Gideon…I'm scared," I sob as his tortured blue eyes bore into mine. "If I ever lost you I…don't know what I would do."
"Oh Sweetheart, I am not going anywhere," I say as he pulls me into his arms. "Baby don't cry. I know you're not ready. I shouldn't have pushed you, I'm sorry."
"I want to marry you. I want you and me and Charlie to be a family. There is nothing more in this world I want, but if I say yes I am afraid you will be taken from us. I couldn't survive without you. I love you too much."
"You want to marry me? You will marry me?"
"I'm scared."
"Sweetheart, forget all that other shit. No one and nothing could take me away from you. Nothing, do you hear me? No more being scared. Will you marry me?" Gideon's eyes pleaded with me to take the leap. To forget about what could break us apart and focus on what will keep us together.
I bit my lip as a small smile creeps up on my face and Gideon's eyes widen and light up as I nod ferociously. Gideon lifts me in his arms and twirls me around while I wrap my arms around his neck and giggle.
"Say it," he commands, then thinks better of it and holds up his index finger. "Wait, hold on." Gideon pulls out a black box from his pocket and gets down on bended knee in front of me. "Anastasia Rose Steele will you please put me out of my misery and tell me that you will be my wife."
"Yes," I giggle and Gideon slips the ring on my finger. Looking down at the blue diamond ring with black and clear diamonds encasing it, I am taken back by its unique beauty. It is one of a kind just like Gideon. The blue of the stone is identical to his crystal blue eyes, the black diamonds remind me of his masculinity, as the white diamonds glisten in the moonlight. The ring is perfect just like him.
Gideon stands and wraps his arms around me before dipping me low and passionately kissing me. The love and passion we have for each other oozes out between us. The love we have is not a desperate need to own each other, it is not a jealous love, or a love based on manipulation and lies. Our love is pure and honest. We both know each other's secrets and we love the other all the same. Our love is based on mutual respect and devotion, patience and kindness, passion and lust, but above all it is based on honesty and commitment. We both went through a life-altering event and came out on top despite time, distance, or circumstance.
I will always love Christian Grey, he was my first love, my first sexual experience, and the man who broke me out of my shell and showed me I am beautiful. I will always hold the time Christian and I spent together in a secret place in my heart. No one can take away the memories and the love we shared away especially since Christian left behind a special piece of him for me to always remember him by. I expect the same is true for Gideon. I don't ask him about Eva much because I feel that his time with her is his own secret to have, as it should be. He should be allowed to think about her and cherish the time he had and hold her memory dear to his heart because she helped make him the man I fell in love with. Much like Christian Gideon didn't feel he was worthy of love but Eva showed him the way and allowed him to open his heart to so many others, for that alone I am forever in her debt.
"I think it is time you take me home now Mr. Cross."
"Hell yes it is. No need for goodbyes, let's go. You paid a lot of money for me baby, I think I better give you a night you won't soon forget."
"I am looking forward to it."
Gideon
She said yes. She said she would marry me and be my wife. I can't fucking believe it. I thought when she hesitated that she would run away and never look back, but she didn't, she wants me. The moment she said yes I wanted to take her right there on the lawn but I had to restrain myself. I need to take this nice and slow. I am seriously pissed at myself for fucking her before the party. I wanted our first time to be special but when she was teasing me like that, I couldn't control myself. Ana is so fucking hot I don't know how I refrained this long.
Once we are in our room I can feel the energy change. There is a thick tension of lust surrounding us but I want to take my time and ease her into this. Thinking of how tight her pussy was when I sank into her the first time has my cock pulsing against my zipper. Control Cross, control yourself. Ana locks the door and leans against it, arms behind her back, with a hungry look in her eye.
"Come here Ana," I say in a deep voice and curl my index finger in her direction to emphasize my command. Ana swallows hard and pushes off the door before slowly swaying her way over to me. She is moving her hips in an exaggerated motion sending electric pulses do my crotch. No way you are toping me from the bottom baby. This will go how I planned and I will not let her distract me with her sexy ways.
When Ana is standing a foot in front of me I walk behind her and slowly zip down her dress making sure that her skin doesn't make contact with mine. I also make quick work of her bra and I untuck the clips that are holding her hair up, allowing her hair to flow down her shoulders and back.
"Sit on the bed and remove your garter belt and stockings sweetheart. Slowly…very slowly. I want to watch you."
I watch my fiancé as she pops off the straps holding her stockings up and slides the garter belt down her silky thighs. She proceeds to kick out of her shoes and gracefully slips her fingers into the hem of her stockings and rolls them down her leg while it is propped up on the bed. She continues with the next leg then stands beside the bed in only her lace panties.
"Good girl. Now lie on the bed."
"What about you? I am practically naked and you haven't removed a stitch of clothing. Hardly seems fair."
"Oh, baby, you thought I played fair. You may not know me as well as you think you do," I say as I flash her a mischievous smirk. She gives me a curt nod and kneels on the bed with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Lose the clothes Cross."
Ana may be a worthy opponent in this game after all, but have no fear, I will be the victor. She will submit to my commands or pay the price. That's just how it is baby, get used to it. I kick off my shoes and remove my socks, shirt, and jacket. I sidle up to the bed and kneel in front of her when I peel her arms away from her breasts.
"You are not being a good girl now, are you Ana," I tell her in a very stern voice.
She is turned on a scared at the same time, I can see it in her face, but there is something behind her eyes that lights up when I try and dominate her. I dip my head down to kiss her soft lips while my hands slip past her waist and around to her ass. Just as my tongue plunges into her mouth I lay a warning slap on her ass. She lets out an appreciative moan and pulls her hands into my hair, gripping it at the roots and pulling me toward her. Shit, this is hot. I run my hands down the back of her thighs and lift them out from under her so she can fall to her back on the bed.
"Now sweetheart, are you willing to submit and let me make sweet love to you or are you going to fight me forcing me to give you a proper spanking before I fuck you…hard." That should get her thinking twice. She seems to love this little game and baby, if you want to play I will be willing to oblige but I would prefer that this time be nice and drawn out.
"If I get to chose then I will take the spanking please, sir," she tells me as she flips over on her stomach and raises her ass in the air. WHAT…THE…FUCK…It seems that I have once again misjudged her. This is what she likes? Oh baby, two people could not be more right for each other. Keep it together Cross.
"If you think you can handle it and you want to play this game, I would be more then happy to take you there. But if we are going to go this route then we need a safeword. Do you know what that is?" I ask her as I rub my palm over the soft globes of her ass.
"Yes."
"Pick your word, sweetheart."
"ummm…can we just use 'red'?"
"As you wish, red it is," I say as I lay a hard smack on her ass causing her to moan out in pleasure. I am not sure how much Ana knows about this kind of stuff but if she chooses a word like red and likes to be spanked then she is definitely more experienced then I originally thought. I don't want to push too hard thought. I mean for god sakes this is the second time we will have ever had sex, I don't want to hurt her or scare her.
"You like that baby?"
"Yes," she whimper as I lay another smack on her ass.
"Very interesting," I observe as I slip down her panties and slide my middle finger through her wet folds and into her core. Ana pushes back into my hand and I lay another smack on her ass. "No moving. Just feel it."
I continue to slide my finger into Ana's sweet pussy and I can feel her inner walls tighten. I remove my finger and she whimpers from the absence of my touch. I smack her ass again and I swear she is going to come without me even touching her. She is so responsive. My body is telling me that I should just slide in behind her and take her, but my mind had different plans. I need to taste her. I lay away most nights wondering what Ana's sweet pussy taste like and I need to satisfy that craving right now.
"Open your legs wide and hold onto the headboard." She immediately does as she is told and I slide my head under her. She is looking down on me in confusion. Oh good, she has never done this before. Well allow me to guide you to your first rodeo cowgirl. "Lower that sweet pussy into my mouth baby."
Ana hesitates and I take this opportunity to reach under her and lay another smack on her ass but low enough that my palm just connects with her pussy. She lowers herself enough that my tongue makes contact to her soft flesh causing her to writhe a bit above me. I dart my longue out and lap up and nip her soft lips, almost making out with her pussy if you will.
Small moans escape her mouth and while reaching out from under her I wrap my arms around her thighs and urge her body lower to my face. She is covering my mouth entirely while I fuck her with my tongue, she tries to wiggle above me. My nose hits her sweet spot causing her so buck her hips and ride my face. I open my mouth wider and suck on her opening just as she cums into my mouth. Her hot sweet juices fill my mouth and spread over my lips and down my cheeks. I continue to lick and prod her with my tongue as she rides out her orgasm. When I can feel her coming down from her high, I suck her opening trying to express as much of her slick goodness out of her as I can.
Without much effort at all I lift her slightly by the waist and slide her onto my lap as I sit up. I pull her face down to mine and kiss her while allowing her to taste herself on my lips and tongue. She moans in response and my cock twitches between us. Ana smiles into my lips and pushes me down on the bed.
"My turn." Ana smiles and rakes her nails down my torso and into my boxers forcing them down my legs and onto the floor. I remember how good it felt the first time she sucked me off in my apartment in New York and I think my dick remembers too because just as her face got close enough he jerked and smacked her in the chin. "Eager, aren't we," she giggled and licked my member from base to tip on the underside. Ana repeated this slow torture a few more times before sliding my thick crown into her warm mouth and sucking hard while making a popping sound as she released me from her mouth.
"Fuck, baby that feels so good. Take me deeper. Take me all the way," I practically beg and like a champ she does. She opens her mouth wide and with her tongue sticking out of her mouth she glides my whole, yes that's right, my whole dick into her mouth until her lips are butting up against the base. What happens next is something I will dream about for the rest of my life.
Ana takes me to the hilt then begins to make a clicking sound deep in her throat that causes her uvula to slap against the tip of my cock while she runs her lips up and down my shaft. Holy fucking shit, I am engaged to a real life sex goddess. There is no force of nature big enough to make me ever leave the woman who can do that and there is also no way I am going to be able to hold on much longer if she keeps making that damn clicking noise.
"Baby I…fuck," I can't even get the words out fast enough before my back arches off the bed and I am spilling into her mouth. Ana swallows the first charge and then the second. I don't think I have ever come so hard in my entire life. I look down to see her pumping me dry while saliva and cum drip out of the sides of her mouth. God this is so fucking good. Once I am licked clean Ana wipes her mouth with her middle finger and slips it onto her mouth not wanting to waste a drop.
When I look down at her she has the nerve to act coy, like she did not just do that to me. Coy my ass, she just sucked my dick like a porn star and she is going to get the proper fucking she deserves, and get it she did. Until the wee hours of the very next morning.
Ana
Gideon and I wake up in each others arms facing one another, in exactly the same position we fell asleep. I am not sure if he woke up before me and was watching me sleep but when I opened my eyes there he was. I took a few minutes to take in the lines of his face, his nose, his twinkling blue eyes, and finally his plump luscious lips. Memories of our time together in New York fill my head. The elevator rides, dinner at his apartment, the bathroom at his club, swimming with him and sightseeing while we were in Vegas, and even just how we would talk even if it was just when we were friends.
Gideon is my best friend. Our time together is never boring and we can just be with each other without any awkwardness. I don't feel shy or embarrassed when he is around and I know that I have made the right choice to marry him. I can't imagine there being another man on this planet that would even compare to him so in spite of my fear and apprehension I will soon be Mrs. Gideon Cross.
When I finally convince my husband to be that it is a good idea to get dressed and ready we find Gail and Taylor sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee while Charlie rocks in her swing.
"Morning. Thank you both again for keeping Charlie last night. Was she okay?"
"Of course. She was perfect. Just a little gassy but once she worked it out she was fine. Slept through the night and everything," Gail replies while sliding a cup of hot water and a tea bag in my direction.
"Really? Great. I was wondering when that would start happening. Let me get her dressed and changed before we head over to the Grey's for brunch. It sure should be interesting after last night." I snort.
"Why? What happened last night?" Taylor frowns and raises a suspicions brow.
"Has anyone seen Ireland? I haven't seen her since last night," Gideon questions.
"I am sure she is just still sleeping," I reply. "I will check when I go upstairs."
"I will change Charlie while you, Taylor, and Gail gossip." Gideon picks up Charlie from her seat and she smiles up at him like he is the best thing in the world. I love that he can light her up like a Christmas tree by just making a funny face. "Don't forget to tell them how Sawyer went down on his mother in law."
"WHAT!" Gail gasps as Taylor spits his coffee all over the counter top.
"Gideon, that's not funny. Please don't provoke him today. I can imagine he is very upset by the whole thing."
"Fu-, I mean the heck with that." I take notice of Gideon's language filter while holding Charlie. "It's not often that sh-, stuff happens like this. I mean come on Ana, dark room or not I would be able to tell if it was you lying there spread eagle waiting for me or if it were another woman."
I raise my brow in a mocking gesture, "Have you had that particular experience Gideon? You seem to be very confident that you would in face know. How many naked woman show up in dark rooms that you have to decide if it is me or not."
Gideon kisses me on the lips and tucks my hair behind my ear. "Baby, it has never happened but I can tell you for certain that I would be able to tell. I can always tell when you are near me. I can feel you in the air."
I smile back at him and Taylor clears his throat. I get another soft kiss before Gideon and Charlie head upstairs.
"Ok, Ana, spill. What happened?"
Just as I start the story, I hear Gideon's voice fill the room and I tilt my head to look down the hall but I don't see him anywhere, then I realize the baby monitor is sitting on the counter. I walk around the island to grab it when I hear Gideon talking to Charlie and I feel a little guilty for listening in on their private moment.
"So lady bug, I did it. I asked your mommy to marry me and you know what…she actually said yes." My eyes dart up to meet Gail and Taylors as they both smile back at me. I turn up the monitor up just as Gideon blows on what I assume is Charlie's stomach making her giggle.
"So I guess its official kid. I am your daddy. Like it or not, your stuck with me. I don't promise to be good at it, but I will try my best. I will love you and your mommy every day and I will never let anything happen to either of you. See this guy in the picture over here, he's your father. He is watching you up there in heaven while I am watching you down here."
I can hear buttons snapping and diaper tape ripping while he is having a very deep conversation with Charlie. There are a few photos of Christian in her room and I always wondered if they bothered Gideon but I guess if he is talking to Charlie about him he understands the importance of having her know him. Tears well up in my eyes as I listen to this one sided conversation he is trying to have with a three-month old.
"The day you were born I went to see him and I made him a deal that if he promised to keep you safe then I would do the same. So far so good, huh. Anyway, you are a very lucky little girl, you get to have two daddies that love you very much."
Tears are now streaming down my face as I stare at the white piece of plastic in my hand. The talking stops and my vision blurs behind my tears. Gail places her hand on my shoulder and rubs my back while I cry. I had no idea Gideon talked to Charlie like this and I had no idea he went to the cemetery the day Charlie was born. I haven't even managed to muster up the courage to go there since she has been born.
"Ana, sweetheart, what's wrong. What happened?" Gideon's voice pulls me from my thoughts and Gail takes Charlie from him before he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into his chest. "Baby why are you crying? Is it today? Are you sad because today is-"
I pull back and put my finger to his lips causing him to stop talking. "I am not crying because today is the anniversary of the crash. I am crying because I love you very much Gideon Cross and I am the luckiest woman in the world to have you."
"Well I wont argue there, but what brought this on?" he asks. I hold up the monitor and as realization settles in he looks down in embarrassment. "Oh, so you heard me talking to Charlie. I am sorry I didn't mean to upset you. I talk to her like that to, I guess make sense of the stuff in my head. Like I am thinking out loud. I didn't mean for you to hear it."
"Gideon, don't be embarrassed. I think its great you talk to her about Christian and I had no idea you went to the cemetery. Look, I know none of this is easy for you either and you are always so strong for me and her but you have stuff you need to work out too so if Charlie helps you do that then you talk away. I am sorry I was eavesdropping. I shouldn't have done that."
"Its okay. And yea this isn't easy for me. I do what Charlie to know him, but I want to be her daddy. She is mine just as much as if she was my flesh and blood but I am afraid that if I don't play this right she will hate me because I am not him."
"Gideon, Charlie would never hate you. She'll never know Christian, I mean really know him, so she won't compare the two of you. You will be the only father she knows, flesh and blood or not. She will love you just like Mia and Elliot love Grace and Carrick because those people are the only parents they have ever known. Please don't think like this. We both love you."
I can see Gideon stewing this over in his head. I know he will need to work out these issues on his own or with John but for now we leave it be. He kisses my forehead and pulls me in for a hug. After a few minutes of him holding me Taylor speaks out.
"Okay, can you both please tell me what happened last night. I am chomping at the bit to know what you are talking about when you say Sawyer went down on his mother in law."
Sawyer
How the hell am I going to sit at a family breakfast across from my mother in law whom I almost went down on? This is so god damned embarrassing, I can't believe Mia is making me do this.
"Luke stop worrying. We talked this out last night. It was a mistake and there is nothing to be embarrassed about so stop brooding about this," Mia says as she grabs my hand while we drive to her parent's house.
"Easy for you to say. Mia I don't want to go. Your whole family knows what happened. How can I sit across from your father knowing that I ran my hands up your mothers naked thighs and-"
"STOP…enough, enough. I don't want to hear this. LA..LA..LA..LA," she yells while sticking her fingers in her ears. I pull on her arm to stop and she laughs at me.
"This isn't funny. Where the fuck were you anyway?"
"My father asked if I wouldn't mind taking my grandmother to the bathroom right before I made it to the boathouse door. I guess he was trying to keep me out because he was trying to sneak in himself. Could be worse. We could have walked in on them, or they could have walked in on us."
"That would not have been worse. I would gladly have preferred your father walk in on you and I rather then me and his wife. Ughhhhhh." I let out a frustrated groan as we pull into the driveway and see everyone is already here.
"Baby, relax. We are all adults. It happened, lets just put it behind us and have a nice family brunch. It is a beautiful day, lets not ruin it, please Luke. For me."
"Fine. But we are not staying long."
"You got it. And since you are such a good sport Mr. Sawyer, I will be sure to give you your much due reward later," she tells me as she runs her finger down the side of my cheek and kisses me gently on the lips.
"Can't wait. I will get Wyatt, you run ahead inside."
"Fine, but no stalling. If I walk into that house without a baby they will come looking for you."
Mia exits the car and heads off towards the house. I figure if I can use Wyatt as my buffer and I won't get too much shit from the guys but that is just hope talking. When Mia enters the house I can see I very perky Jason Taylor walking towards my car. I pop open the door and give him a don't-fuck-with-me look.
"Don't!"
"Don't what? I was just seeing if you needed a hand."
"You are a terrible fucking liar Taylor. You know what happened last night. Don't play dumb with me. So go ahead. Mock away. Do your worst." I wave him on before crossing my arms across my chest taking a protective stance.
"Well hell if you are going to take all the fun out of it, then whats the point. I just have one question for you," he says as he leans in closer to me. "You seriously couldn't tell? You couldn't pick your own wife out of a dark room? I mean Mia is twenty-two years old, Grace, as fit as she is, in her early fifties. The second you touched Grace you couldn't tell?"
"IT WAS DARK! I haven't had sex with my wife in four months, so no, to answer your question, I could not tell. My brain is foggy due to lack of sleep and all this damn sexual frustration," I blurt out in a rush.
"Well shit dude, if you need a babysitter or something so you can screw your wife then let me know. I would be happy to watch the little guy so you don't go around groping the entire female population. But just a warning, I am not Carrick. If you ever pull that shit with Gail, I will cut your dick of man," Taylor laughs and takes the diaper bag and stroller out of the back seat while I unbuckle Wyatt.
"Nice man, real fucking nice."
