A/N: You're all going to love this one. I just know it. When I wrote this, I couldn't stop smiling. Seriously, things are happening people, holy cow, gotta love Italy. I'm gonna stop now so you can get on with it. Just read. And let me know what you think when you're done. And enjoy. Really, enjoy! ;) xx.
Chapter 54: U & I.
Heaven. I'm sure that this is heaven. I can't imagine heaven being any more perfect than this.
I'm lying on one of the beds on the private beach that's attached to the hotel, face down. Her soft, sexy hands are running over my back to even out the sunscreen while she is straddling my hips and in the background, I hear the waves hit the sand. I've never felt more at ease.
I'm pretty sure the sunscreen is already covering my back properly, but Ana doesn't stop. She massages my whole back, working on all the knots she finds along the way. My tensed muscles seem to relax for the first time since months and it makes me realize how my job physically effects me.
"You're so tense, don't you ever feel that while you're working?" Her soft voice overrules the sound of the sea and makes my heart beat faster instantly. Ever since we've arrived here, and specifically after we had the most intense sex of my life yesterday, my senses are focussed on Ana. She can't even breathe without giving me shivers and goosebumps and occasionally even a raging hard-on. I'm a fucking teenager all over again.
"Sometimes," I answer after a long silence in which I basically think about fucking Ana right here on this bed just because she talked to me, "but if I had a rough day, I usually use the sauna and then have a shower. It's great for sore and tensed muscles."
I hear her hum in response, her assault on my back still going strong. "I think I want to try out your sauna as soon as we get back."
Here we go, I've turned into a horny motherfucker. The idea of a naked Ana in my sauna, all sweaty and warm, I can't fucking think straight anymore. I'm definitely joining her when we get back home.
"You can. And it's your sauna too, baby. You've agreed to move in with me, so my house is yours now. It's always been yours."
She leans over me so her front is lying on my back and her mouth touches my ear, "thank you for building me a house. I just realize I've never said that."
"My pleasure," I smile and move my head up so I can kiss her. She meets me eagerly, her mouth demanding as it crashes on mine.
Her mouth never leaves mine as she rolls off of me and lies next to me on the bed, one leg still around my hip. I take the opportunity to lay on my side as well, so we are facing each other. Her arms immediately wrap around my neck and pull me closer to her and as a response, my arms find her waist. My hips come into contact with hers and I'm sure she feels the effect she has on me perfectly. She must feel it, given the tiny, brown bikini she is wearing.
"You're driving me crazy, baby. This is dangerous," I manage to get out as a warning. I can't promise to behave when her almost naked body is pressed against mine like this, I don't care if we are on a beach with other people around us.
She pulls her head back for a moment, her eyes half closed and her pupils wide. Her mouth is slightly open and her lips are red from kissing me fiercely. Her cheeks are red and there is a little bit of sweat covering her forehead. She looks stunning and sexy and I want her.
"Sorry," her breathy voice whispers, "I don't know what came over me. I can't seem to stop it."
I move a string of hair out of her face and smile, "don't apologize, I feel the same. I can't stop thinking about touching and kissing you either. I'm just as addicted, baby."
Her shy expression and red cheeks are adorable and really don't help to calm down my desire for her, but I will myself to calm down anyway. "You wanna go for a swim? To cool down?" I smirk before pecking her nose once.
She nods her head immediately, almost looking relieved. She needs it, I can tell. "Can you first do my back though?" She holds out the sunscreen, "I don't want to burn."
Eager as hell, I nod my head. I've been dying to get my hands on her again, even though I've put the sunscreen on her just thirty minutes ago which I'm sure still works fine. She wants my hands on her as well, so I'm happy to oblige.
When she turned onto her belly, she moves her hands behind her to untie the strings of her bikini. In the meantime, I staddle her hips, so I can reach her perfectly. The moment she is done and I squirt some sunscreen on her back, she arches while she lets out a shocked yelp. "God, that's cold. You could've put it on your hands. I didn't do it like this when I did it on you."
Her offended tone makes me laugh. "Sorry, I like shooting things all over you," I grin, watching her cheek turn bright red while she tries to hide her face in her towel.
She is quiet for a moment while I let my hands run over her back to rub in the sunscreen. After a minute, her head turns so she can look at me, "why?"
Her question makes me frown, "why? What do you mean, why?"
"Why do you like that?" She clarifies, surprising me.
She normally is very shy, but since we've arrived in Italy, she seems to feel more confident when it comes to this subject. I noticed it while we were having sex as well. She said things that surprised me.
"I don't know" I start while thinking about what it does to me. "I guess it's the idea of marking you with something of me. Me on you. It feels like you're mine when I do it, that everybody could see that you are mine. It's hard to explain, I guess."
"There are other ways of showing people that I'm yours," she mumbles, obviously enjoying the touch of my hands.
"Really?" I smirk, "like what?" I expect her to say something sexual related, something she might want to try, but what she says makes my hands hold still instantly while my heart almost explodes.
"You know, I could get a tattoo for you as well. Or you could give me something that I can wear that shows everybody that I'm yours," her face is bright red as she looks straight ahead, not even trying to look at me.
My eyes, on the other hand, are almost burning holes in her face, trying to read her. What is she saying? Does she want to get a tattoo for me? Does she mean that I should give her jewelry, a ring, like a wedding band to show everybody that she is mine? That idea turns me the fuck on. Does she want to marry me? Or am I just desperately waiting for her to give me some sign that she wants all those things because I want them badly? Holy fuck, I have to know what she means.
Without warning her, I move up a little and turn her around, grabbing her chin right after so she looks at me. Her eyes are slightly wide because she didn't expect the movement and she is biting her lip, probably because she is nervous about how I'm going to respond to all the things she just said.
"Ana," I start, my nose rubbing hers, "can you explain what you mean with all that? I'm confused." I need answers because if she means everything, I'll make sure she has them all before leaving Italy.
She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes briefly before her blue eyes find mine again. "Everything back home just made me realize how much I love you and how badly I want to be with you. How mad I am for losing all those years. And I keep thinking about what we could have had now if we didn't lose each other. I just want to be yours, and I want everybody to know that we are together. And now that we are here in Italy, all those things is all I can think about and you probably think it is crazy but what if it's meant to be like that? I mean, you said that you didn't want to call me your girlfriend for long and the thought really hasn't left my mind that I could be more than just your girlfriend, like right now. Or something. I don't know, I'm going to stop talking." She is rambling. Talking way too fast, her cheeks insanely red as she does. I'm sure everybody else would think she is crazy. But I heard it and I understand. I've heard everything and I'm going insane.
"You want to marry me? Right here, right now?" I'm amazed, suddenly nervous as hell and my mouth is dry. This is fucking huge.
I actually briefly thought about asking her to marry me during this trip, but I didn't have time to arrange everything and I thought that Ana would find it too fast. But here she is, almost asking me. Insane.
"Yes," she nods her head, eyes just as wide as mine, "I mean, I... We..," she signs before her expression turns determined. "You know what? I just want to focus on us and do whatever the hell we want for once. I'm done with everybody doing and deciding what they think is best for us. I know what is best for me, and that is you. So yes. Yes, I would marry you, right here, right now because it is what I want to do and I don't care what anybody else thinks about it."
Fuck me. Fuck. Me.
I don't know what to say. I'm flabbergasted. She wants to marry me.
"Are you sure? Don't fuck with me about this, Ana because I'll swear it will ruin me if this is a joke." I don't recognize my voice. Hell, I don't even hear it properly over the sound of blood pumping through my body at high speed.
She grabs my face in her hands as a sweet smile appears on her face. Her eyes shine as tears form in her eyes. "No joke," she whispers, her lips moving against mine, "I want you to make me yours. I want you to marry me."
Before I can even respond, she crashes her mouth on mine and slides her tongue inside with force. On instinct, my whole body moves against her, completely forgetting that we are on a beach where everybody can see us but I couldn't give a fuck even if I wanted to. She wants to marry me.
When Ana starts to move her hips against my groin, I realize that I need to stop before she will end up moaning my name, so I pull away, earning a low growl from my future wife.
Future wife. Holy shit.
"I'll marry you," I tell as I wipe away her tears, my eyes never leaving hers. "I'll make you mine."
She nods her head and smiles through her tears, "I love you so much."
She has said it a lot of times since I have her back, but this time I feel it through my whole body as if it's taking over everything. She loves me and she is going to marry me. Here, in Italy, where I met her ten years ago.
Like I said, fucking heaven.
"I can't walk as fast as you, Christian. My legs are not as long," she giggles from behind me, her hand desperately holding mine.
I'm marching through the lobby of the hotel, one hand holding the bag with towels and sunscreen, in the other Ana's hand as I drag her with me. Her giggle makes me want to pull her in my arms and take her upstairs, and I will do that as soon as I've talked to the receptionist.
"I'll carry you as soon as I'm done here," I tell her when I've reached the reception. There is one person waiting in front of me, so I need to be patient.
Ana squeezes my hand to get me to look at her. She looks so happy. Fuck, I love her.
"What are you going to do here?" She asks with bright eyes.
I kiss her nose and smirk, "I'm going to ask them the number of the nearest Reverend to see when he is available."
"Mr. Grey, you are not joking around," she smirks, obviously just as excited as me.
"I'm not," I confirm, "I'll marry you today if he can make it, baby."
"Me too," she smiles, "but we need a location."
The moment she told me that she wanted to marry, I saw her standing in one place, in particular, wearing a white dress. I want to marry her at the place that reminds me of us.
"I know where," I tell her as I watch the guy in front of me walking away, "I'm marrying you on that cliff," I say before pulling her to the desk.
"Hi," I start when I have the attention of the girl behind the desk, "do you know a Reverend that can marry us? As soon as possible? Like today?"
Next to me, Ana bursts into giggles and the girl behind the desk seems to find my question amusing as well.
"Well," the girl says with a smile on her face, "there is a little chapel about thirty minutes from here, where you can marry. You just have to walk in."
"I just need someone who can marry us, we want to get married at a specific place," I tell her.
She smiles and nods, "I'll look for the number of the chapel so you can ask them yourself, okay? One moment."
She types something on the laptop in front of her and just thirty seconds later I have a note with the number in my hand. After thanking the girl, I grab the bag and then walk to the elevator, determined and eager.
"You're not going to call?" Ana asks, once again from behind me while giggling.
"Nope, not now, we have better things to do."
I push the button of the elevator and the doors open immediately. Perfect.
Without saying anything else, I walk in, pulling Ana with me and then I push the button of the second floor. The moment the doors close, Ana jumps into my arms and wraps her legs around my waist, obviously having the same thought as me.
"You're right, let's celebrate," she mumbles as her lips trail down my neck, her teeth grazing my skin before she places a sucking kiss just above my collarbone.
"Fuck yes," I can't help but growl, to the celebrating part and to the fact that what she is doing to my neck is fucking sexy as hell.
When we arrive on the second floor, we make our way to the room stumbling. We both don't want to stop our kiss but when we reach the door to room 255, I have to pull away to open it.
I open the door as quickly as possible before pulling Ana inside, my mouth busy on her neck. I throw the bags somewhere on the floor, shut the door behind me and then I walk Ana towards the bed.
When we stand at the end of the bed, I pull back from our kiss to look at her. She is out of breath and she is biting that damn lip again, completely aware of what it does to me. I move my hand to her chin and pull her lip free with my thumb before rubbing over her plump lip a few times.
Her hands move to my white shirt and slowly pull it up. After that, she moves to my swim trunks, getting rid of them as well. When I stand in front of her completely naked, she lets her hands move over my body. She touches every inch, except where I need to feel her the most. It would've frustrated the fuck out of me if I wasn't so taken by the woman in front of me.
I have no idea what caused it, but she is suddenly much more confident. She is being a little tease right now, eye fucking me and all, and all I can do is look at her.
"The first time I brought you here, you were too nervous to touch me. Now, look at you, teasing the hell out of me. Do you have any idea how sexy it is to see you like this?" I'm amazed and proud, and I can't help but let her know that.
She smiles a sweet smile while her eyes focus on my chest, her fingers tracing my nipple. "I was nervous because I didn't know what to do. Now, I feel like I know what you like a little bit. It makes it easier."
I nod my head and move my hands to the hem of her white summer dress to pull it over her head. Next, I remove her bikini, leaving her naked as well. She has a little tan already, the lines of her bikini are slightly visible on her skin.
Her hands are back to moving over my body, and I decide to copy her. My hands move over her body in the exact same way she does to me while we stand nose to nose. I move over her hips, belly, her breast and neck before sliding all the way down again to her thigh. It's the most intimate thing I've ever shared with anyone.
"I can't believe that I'm going to marry you," I tell her as my hands move over her belly again. "The me before you would be shocked."
"The me before you would be shocked too, for different reasons I think," she giggles while her arms find their way around my neck, stopping our little mirror game.
"Yeah, probably," I grin, "but I was a huge dick."
"I don't know about that, but I do know that you have a huge dick."
The moment she says it, both our eyes widen, mine in surprise, hers in shock, and her hands fly to her face to hide. "Oh my God, I'm out of control," she mumbles in her hands, making me laugh.
I like this Ana. A lot.
"Don't hide," I laugh and pull her hands away from her face, "you can be everything around me, even out of control. I love it when you're out of control."
When her eyes are on my face again, I push her backward so she falls on the bed. I crawl on top of her and kiss her, softly. I want to savor this moment.
We kiss for minutes before I let my hand slide south and touching her soft lips, making her moan against my mouth. I can tell she is ready for me and I'm pleased about that. It means that our little touching game turned her on just as much as it turned me on.
I move my finger in slow circles over her nub, my mouth covering her neck with kisses. Her neck is my favorite place to kiss. I love it how she moves her head all the way back to make sure I have full space to kiss her properly.
"I'm close," she breathes into my hair, pulling at it at the same time. It does something to me.
"Do you want it like this? Or do you want to when I'm inside you?"
Her whole body flushes at my words and it's fucking gorgeous.
"You in me," is all she says. And it's enough.
I waste no time and reach for a condom that's lying on the nightstand before making quick work of putting it on.
I move in between her legs again and let my tip move over her slit a couple of times before she is squirming underneath me.
"Please," she breathes, almost desperately. If she keeps it up like this, I'll come before I'm properly inside.
I take a deep breath and will myself to calm down before I slowly slide inside of her. Her legs opening as wide as they can to welcome me, her hands on my ass to pull me in deeper. It's amazing. She feels amazing.
I start a lazy tempo, kissing her with everything I've got. With my kisses, I try to tell her what she means to me. How much I love her. How proud I am of her. How she makes me feel. How she is my safe place.
"I'm going to be your wife," she whispers when my lips move away just a little.
It's the sexiest thing I've ever heard her say. My wife.
"Fuck, Ana. I'm coming."
She nods her head, her nose touching my lips as she does and moves her hand in between us to touch herself, making sure we can come together.
"Please wait, I'm almost there," she breathes, eyes locked with mine.
I hold my breath and try to put everything on hold which is fucking hard when she is squeezing me tight. Thankfully, just seconds later she comes and I can let go as well.
Shocks go through her body as she silently comes, only whispering my name two times. I can only watch her as I pulse inside of her, I am completely fixated on her. Nothing else matters. Just Ana.
As we both come down from our high, I lay my head on her chest, the sound of her heart beating fast in my ear. Her hands run through my hair and scratch my scalp, making me weak.
"You definitely know what I like, Ana. Jesus," I breathe after minutes of catching my breath.
Her giggle fills the room and even though I'm soft inside of her, I can still feel her pussy clench as she laughs. Is she keeps laughing, I'm ready to go again in seconds.
"Thank you for taking me back here."
I smile and kiss her sternum before looking at her face. "Thank you for coming with me. I know it was last minute and out of nowhere."
"I'd follow you anywhere. Nothing really matters, as long as I'm with you."
"Just you and me, baby, always." I agree before kissing her again, letting her feel just how much I mean those words. Her and me.
Fuck heaven. Ana, that's what it is.
