Chapter 8 – I just wanna look good for you
CPOV
I walk into Ana's room make myself a drink and wait for her. She walks in 15 minutes later and stands at the threshold of the bedroom door, hair falling around her shoulders with a shy smile.
"Miss Steele, you should know I'm a very impatient man and you made me wait." I say as I take the last sip of my brandy.
"Is that so Mr. Grey" she looks mockingly contrite.
"Yes, and I believe you need to make it up to me. It's the least you can do, don't you think?
"What do you have in mind Mr. Grey?"
"I think I'm owed a private show. That should settle the debt."
"Hmm." She walks in and stands near the bedside table and looks at me. "In that case I have a few small conditions."
"State your case Miss Steele."
"Stand up and move the chair away from the wall and closer to the middle of the room please." She asks softly. I oblige.
I look to sit down.
"Not so fast Mr. Grey." She says sweetly. "Take off your shoes and your shirt and then you may sit down." She instructs. I feel a sense of panic and take a moment.
"I promise I won't touch you where you don't want me." She reassures me and I know she's telling the truth. I proceed to follow her instruction and sit back down.
"Arms on the arm rest please." I do as I'm told. "Now Mr. Grey, there is only rule in this show and that is you cannot touch me unless I let you and I will let you eventually I promise but just not in the beginning." She cocks her head to one side, smiling sweetly.
"I don't know if I'll be able to follow that rule Miss Steele."
"Then I'll stop the show." She says with a shrug and smiling.
"Understood. The floor is yours." As I bring two fingers across my lips. The anticipation is driving me crazy.
She smiles seductively and pulls her phone out and plays a song.
The music starts off a little dark and atmospheric and then Ana softly sings along with song.
'm on my fourteen carats
I'm fourteen carat
Doing it up like Midas
Now you say I got a touch
So good, so good
Make you never wanna leave
So don't, so don't
Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your heart beating
'Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you
I just wanna look good for you, good for you
Let me show you how proud I am to be yours
Leave this dress a mess on the floor
And still look good for you, good for you
I'm on my marquise diamonds
I'm a marquise diamond
She sways seductively in place for a bit, never breaking eye contact. She takes a few steps in time with the music and stops in place, playing her hair, running her hands over her neck down her body, swaying her hips seductively as she moves to undo her zipper and lets her dress fall as the beat drops.
HOLY FUCK. I don't think I'll last another minute. She's braless wearing the tiniest pink lace panties
She walks over softly singing
I'm on my marquise diamonds
I'm a marquise diamond
Could even make that Tiffany jealous
You say I give it to you hard
So bad, so bad
Make you never wanna leave
I won't, I won't
Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to how you're breathing
'Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you
I just wanna look good for you, good for you
Let me show you how proud I am to be yours
Leave this dress a mess on the floor
And still look good for you, good for you
She continues her visual assault on my senses, every move is deliberate and in beat with the music and she sings along. She sounds so hot. She takes her finger and walks around me as she lights traces a line from my fingers up my right arm, to my shoulders, across the back of my neck to my other shoulder and down my left arm. I grip the armrests and shift in my seat a bit, my dick is begging for release. Another beat drops and she climbs on top of me and places her hands on my neck, holding my gaze as she sings
Trust me, I can take you there
Trust me, I can take you there
Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I
I am barely holding on. My breathing is ragged.
Hold on, take a minute, love
'Cause I ain't trying to mess your image up
Like we mess around in triple cuffs
Stumble 'round town, pull your zipper up
Pants sag like I don't give a
I ain't trying to mess your fitness up
And I ain't trying to get you into stuff
But the way you touchin' on me in the club
Rubbin' on my miniature
John Hancock, the signature
Any time I hit it, know she feelin' for it through
And any time we get up, always end up on the news
Ain't worried bout no press and ain't worried bout the next chick
They love the way you dress and ain't got shit up on you
Jackpot, hit the jackpot
Just met a bad miss without the ass shots
You look good, girl, you know you did good, don't you?
You look good, girl, bet it feel good, don't it?
As the male rapper starts she kisses me and we're all tongues, I'm struggling, I need to touch her but I don't want her to stop. She grinds against me, deep and slow, her hands in my hair pulling me to her and she takes everything from me.
"Tell me you want me Christian." She said between kisses.
"I need you Ana, I need you so fucking much." I can hear my desperation but I don't care.
I just wanna look good for you, good for you
Baby, let me be good to you, good to you
Let me show you how proud I am to be yours
Leave this dress a mess on the floor
And still look good for you, good for you
She stars to sing again, this time running grazing her lips as she sings from my forehead around my face down to my neck, kissing me, licking me and biting me and grinding against me. Her voice vibrates through my skin and makes me dizzy, I am failing, trying everything I can to remember how to control myself but I can't, it's sensory fucking overload and I feel I will break the armrests
Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I...
She bites my bottom lip as she grinds hard one last time and I come hard and loud under her "FUCKKK!" My head falling into her neck as lifts herself slightly to sit back on my thighs and holds me as the song finally ends.
My breathing very slowly returns to normal as she runs her hand through my hair.
"You are can touch me now Mr. Grey." She says seductively and gives me a small kiss
I immediately hold on to her face and attack her mouth.
"I've never come that hard in my life." I look into her eyes.
She smiles, "We aim to please Mr. Grey... now let's get you cleaned up".
I remain seated for a bit, as she walks into the bathroom to start a bath. I'm in a haze and daze. Where has this woman been all my life? I feel like I have met my equal and we don't even need any of the other shit. We just need each other.
I look at myself, I'm completely soaked, evidence of both of our arousals and it's so hot, holy fuck that was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced. I take off my pants and boxers and leave them in the corner by my bag and walk in as Ana checks the waters temperature, still in her heels and lace panties. I pull her back into me and grind my hips into her, she giggles trying to suppress a moan and I turn her around, face is beautiful, flushed with desire and her hair cascading around her. I snake my arm around her waist and kiss her deeply.
When I break the kiss and look down at her again, she smiles dreamily at me.
We lay in the tub and barely say a word to each other just take in the waters warmth as I kiss her neck and cheek. She hums a tune every now and then as I wash her. My hands run down her breasts, over torso and she giggle a bit. I reach down between her legs and she gasps and arches her back, biting her lip. I continue massaging her, pleasuring her as I alternate between biting her neck lightly and biting earlobe. I use my other hand to knead her breasts and twist her nipples.
She gets louder and moans my name, I can tell she's close.
"Let go baby, give yourself to me." I whisper in her ear and she comes, gripping the tub edges for dear life as she ride out her orgasm.
We lie in bed looking at each other. There is so much I want to know about her. I feel like I'll never have my fill of her and she will always surprise me.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"You can ask me almost anything Mr. Grey." She smiles.
"Why almost anything?"
"We all have something we can't talk about so it'd be a lie for me to say ask me anything, implying that I'd answer your any question when that is simply not true."
"Point well made Miss Steele," she giggles. "So what's your question Grey?"
"Can I ask you about your scars?" I ask in a small voice. She looks down.
"Before I answer, would you be willing to tell me about yours?"
I swallow and can't bring myself to answer her.
"It's okay, I understand." she says as she traces my lip with her finger. "My scars are a result of an accident I was in, I can't really talk about it in detail because it reminds me of a very dark time in my life. This weekend is about celebration and I don't want to dampen the mood anymore than I already have." She says with sadness.
I give her a small kiss. "I'm so sorry." She looks back tears forming in her eyes and gives me a small smile. "I'm sorry too."
I need to move us on from this moment.
"What's your favorite color?" She laughs and looks at me "I don't know if I have a favorite, I like and wear them all. I guess green? Maybe blue?"
"Yours?" I tell her I like Grey and she rolls her eyes.
"Did you roll your eyes at me Miss Steele?' I smack her ass and she responds with a giggle and gives me a quick kiss.
"What's your favorite song right now?" I ask trying to lighten the mood a bit more. I want het to forget any sadness she felt today.
"Right now? That's a tough one, I mean I listen to music all the time and have new favorite every 2 minutes, but as of recent there is one that I always circle back to. It has the most beautiful lyrics I've ever heard in this one part of the song. Hold on let me play it." She turns to get her phone and I stop her. She looks at me confused. "Sing it to me, Ana."
"Um..." she's suddenly shy and smiles "okay."
She moves in closer to me with her elbow propped up and holding her head. She leans in and holds my face in her hand looking into my eyes. I feel my heart stop for a moment as she begins to sing
and if you sing me to shipwreck
at least I've no regrets
with your perfume of my sheets
and your lips on my lips
well the way that you see me
I've been blessed by your kind eyes
and every touch is a wonder
every look is a sunrise
you're skin and bones
you say you're just
skin and bones
you're skin and bone
you say you're just
skin and bones
but I see so much more
She finishes with a smile and I realize that I'm completely and totally in love her. This is what they talk about. All these feelings I have, this is it, I love her but I don't know if I can tell her that. Is it even possible to feel this in love someone I just met a few days ago? We hold each other's gaze for seconds, minutes, hours I don't know. It's just the most intense moment I've ever experienced. Every moment I spend with her is an intense ride and I'm hooked.
I kiss her, long and deep. Trying to somehow convey to her all that I feel without words. She tries to catch her breath as I climb on top of her.
"Christian." She moans into my mouth.
I take off her t shirt as she pulls down my boxers and I enter her. Achingly slow. She loses breath and tips her head back. I need this with her, slow as I can; I need this to last as long as it can. I place my forearm above her head and lock my fingers with hers and cup her face with my other hand as I look into her eyes and move slow and deep. We go from staring at each other to closing our eyes and savoring each other. We're all moans and gasps, just losing breath trying to get the moment we're completely one. Her legs are completely locked in mine, as she meets me thrust for thrust.
She comes, her voice fills the entire room and it's the best fucking sound. Another reason why I live for her. I find my release shortly after, burying myself in her neck and inhaling her scent. I want more of it. I'm feeling too many emotions and I feel a tear fall onto my cheek but I know it's not mine. I look up and she has her eyes closed but she's crying?
"Baby did I hurt you?" She opens her eyes and smiles.
"No, Christian. It was just really intense. I'm scared of what I feel for you."
"I feel the exact same way Ana, you've turned my world completely upside down." She places her hand on my cheek and reaches up to give me a small kiss and I close my eyes.
I lay back down into her neck shifting to my side as I pull out of her as our bodies remain entwined as we fall asleep.
Authors Note: Super short chapter but I always feel like their time alone should be it's own chapter... I won't be continuing this format for the next chapters of course. One of the commenters had a critique about this being another story without Ray and I feel you! There are however some wonderful stories on here by other writers that have Ray in the picture though.
I do however promise that Ray will be menioned a lot in this story. His relationship with Ana is something she will look back on a lot and she will talk about him A LOT. In fact there's a whole chapter dedicated to Ray and Nita in the future + small flashbacks and dream sequences. In my version, Ray was a very involved father who actually knew how to cook! haha. I welcome any critique, I hope to hear more from you all. How's your weekend going? Tell me exciting things you guys!
As always, thank you SO much for the encouragement.
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Music:
Good For You - Selena Gomez
Skin & Bones - Blue Rose Code.
