AN: So the story I thought would end on Chapter 28 has taken an interesting turn and may make it to chapter 40 at this rate... ah well hope you're enjoying the rid on the crazy train and don't want to get off! Thanks for your awesome reviews as always!

Chapter Twenty-Two

The journey home had been an anxious one. While Ana knew it was important to get back to Seattle a part of her, a very loud part of her kept telling her it was a bad idea. Christian was anxious too and that didn't help matters. Ana had bravely decided to check what was going on in the media on the way home and she had been pleasantly surprised to see that they were crucifying Elena, some even going so far as to make it clear their opinion on her being beaten up without directly saying they were glad I had happened. Ana was glad to know that the media was on her side, even though they didn't actually know it was her who had been Elena's victim.

They touched down in Seattle and Christian and Ana both seemed to drag their feet in getting off the plane and into the car, though once in the vehicle they sat close and kept physical contact as though they both knew the other needed it.

"Would you be ok with going to my parents' house for dinner tonight?" Christian asked checking his cell messages.

"Sure." Ana replied, she'd missed Grace while they had been away so she was glad to hear they had been invited over.

"Ok." Christian replied just as they turned for Escala.

"Oh my God!" Ana gasped as she saw the people gathered outside the garage entrance.

"Looks like the media are interested…" Christian trailed off as Ana cowered into his side, hiding her face despite the fact they were in a blacked-out vehicle. "Taylor any idea what's caused this?" He asked already shooting texts off to Grey's House PR department.

"Your business relationship with Mrs Lincoln." Taylor replied as they finally made it into the garage. "I wasn't aware they were camping outside Sir, though someone may have leaked your travel plans."

"Find out who and I want them fired." Christian said before the bodyguard and driver climbed out of the car to open the door.

Christian led a subdued Ana to the elevator, she was shaking softly and he worried her, while she was doing all she could to hide her emotions right now, she was still very clearly affected.

"Welcome home Ana, Mr Grey." Gail said meeting them as the elevator opened so she could grab the bags off Taylor when he came in.

"We'll be joining my parents for dinner tonight Mrs Jones." Christian clipped, he was angry that he hadn't been made aware of the media scrum outside his home and he wasn't going to waste time with pleasantries when he was feeling like this.

"Christian." Ana scolded before walking off and Christian sighed, he had managed to piss Ana off already and they'd only just come home.

"Sorry Gail it's just…"

"I understand Sir. I'll get the bags. Did you eat on the plane or would you like some lunch?"

"No we ate thank you." He said. "But some coffee would be great."

"I'll get it on, should be about ten minutes." Gail smiled just as the elevator arrived on their floor and Taylor exited with the suitcases.

Christian hurried after Ana to find her already in the shower, crying softly. He stripped his own clothes off and joined her, Ana jumped when the door of the cubicle opened, letting a waft of cold air in.

"I'm sorry." She sniffled as Christian wrapped his arms around her. "I'm ruining your life."

"No." He said firmly already tipping her chin up so she would look at him. "No, you aren't doing anything Ana."

"If you'd never met me, none of this would have happened."

"Meeting you has been the best thing to ever happen to me!" He scolded and Ana closed her eyes, she struggled to believe that, especially when he was being so short-tempered with Gail and Taylor who didn't deserve him treating them like that. "You heard Taylor, it's my business relationship with Elena they're interested in."

"Are you still in a business relationship?" Ana asked shakily, he had told her he had liquidated the business but it was obvious she didn't truly understand that.

"There is no business anymore Ana. I literally drained everything out of her salons and sold off the pieces. Elena hasn't got a single business anymore." Christian explained gently and she nodded though it clearly wasn't sinking in. "She's gone Ana, out of my life, forever."

"Ok." She nodded. "I wish I could say the same…"

"You will." He promised. "Once the trial is over, you will truly be able to put her behind you." He held her tight as the hot water cascaded onto their skin, he had no words right now to express the love he had for the woman in his arms but he hoped to God she could feel it coming out of every pore in his body.

Ana leaned up and latched her lips onto his, a desperate need inside her to feel him as completely as he could. He didn't anticipate her tongue entering his mouth but he responded vigorously, fighting her for dominance naturally. She moaned as his hands sank down her back to squeeze her behind and he knew exactly what she wanted. He hoisted her up and she naturally wrapped her legs around his waist, he attacked her neck and she threw her head back as he trailed down to her firm nipples. He sucked hard on one then the other, and Ana's moans bounced off the tiles. He gently lowered her and spun her around, she automatically opened her legs and bent over, knowing what was coming. He lined himself up at her entrance and slowly guided his erection inside. Ana threw her head back and moaned even louder. He took hold of her arms, just above her elbows, forcing her shoulder blades together. He couldn't take her hard like this, but he could still give her what she was needing. She rocked in tandem with him, the feeling of being so full with the hot water still cascading onto them, it was incredible. Christian's body slapped against her ass, the noise ringing around them while he grunted and she groaned. She came first, loudly and then slipped out of Christian's hold before she spun around and sank to her knees.

"Ana, Ana…" Christian groaned as she took him first in her hand before wrapping her hot lips around his erection. She tasted herself on him as well as tasted him. She groaned as she sucked him right back in her throat. He was lost, the way she was touching him was overwhelming. He wrapped his hand in her hair and helped her bob up and down along his shaft.

"I'm going to cum…" He said trying to withdraw but Ana slipped her arms around his thighs and pulled him closer. "Ana… No…" But she ignored him, sucking him hard once again, right back into her throat until she gagged. It was his undoing and his seed spurted into her mouth. She hummed as she swallowed, taking every drop he was giving him while working him through his orgasm. When she released him with a pop, he chuckled and she smirked up at him, still on her knees waiting for him to say something.

"You are a minx." He said tugging her to standing.

"A much happier minx now." She teased making him chuckle and shake his head. "Let's get clean and get out of here."

"I'd much rather get dirty again." Christian mused making Ana laugh. "What?"

"You're insatiable."

"Always with you." He smiled cheekily.

They kept their hands to themselves though and got themselves washed and out of the shower. Knowing they would have to dress to go to Grace and Carrick's place later, they both pulled on some comfy sweats before making their way to the coffee that would soon be cold.

As Ana relaxed back into the couch, glad to be safe at home, Christian's mind wondered back to the shower, back to all the sex they'd had in Aspen. Was sex an appropriate coping mechanism. What had happened in the shower had not been him Dominating her, she had been completely in charge for the most part, but she had been satisfied afterward, enough to put what had upset her behind her and relax. Christian loved that Ana was embracing her sexuality but he was worried about whether it was a coping mechanism or an avoidance tactic. Maybe he would have to speak with John about it and get a professional's perspective into Ana's behaviour and how healthy it was.

"Hey, you know when Mary called the other day…" Christian said pulling Ana's attention to him.

"Yeah?" She asked, intrigued by his question and by default whatever it was he'd just been thinking about.

"Did you mention… your new coping mechanism?" He asked and Ana's cheeks turned bright red in the blink of an eye. "I'll take that as a no."

"Come on Christian, it would be enough to give her a heart attack." Ana scoffed trying to hide how embarrassed she was that he had bought it up and asked her that.

"Don't you think you should? I mean, talk to her about having an outlet?"

"Are you bothered by it?" Ana asked feeling extremely uncomfortable with this topic of conversation but there was clearly a reason Christian was bringing it up.

"By the fact we do it or the fact that you use it as a coping mechanism?" Christian asked and Ana's eyebrows sprung up, he'd answered her with a question but it was still an answer.

"Well seeing as I know you were doing this long before I was on the scene Christian and your lack of a denial tells me you're bothered by my using it as a coping mechanism." Ana replied dryly, she didn't like this conversation but it needed to be had.

"No, I'm not." Christian stated firmly. "Not at all, if it helps you and we both enjoy it I don't see the harm."

"Then why bring up whether or not I had discussed it with Mary?" Ana asked feeling very frustrated by this.

"Because I just wondered if outside of us, others would think it was healthy." Christian shrugged trying to appear nonchalant.

"I guess if it's an issue I could go back to cutting, not eating…"

"That's not what I meant and that's not fair." Christian snapped, he regretted bringing this up now.

"Does it bother you?" Ana asked getting to her feet, her fight or flight was kicking in right now and she was trying to fight but flight was edging closer.

"No." Christian replied also standing, understanding Ana's instinct to run was kicking in but he wasn't going to let her just run this time. "That's not what I said. Ana I love you, I love being with you, I love having sex with you and yes I love dominating you, if you don't think I get something out of this you're mistaken, I do, what I don't want is for one unhealthy coping mechanism to be replaced with another and wondered if you'd bought it up with your shrink, that's all!"

Ana stared at him, unsure what to say or how to respond to his outburst. Her feet were moving, just shifting weight from one side to the other, the urge to run was strong but she fought against it, she needed to show they could have these kinds of conversations without running away like a scolded teenager.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel like I didn't want or like it." He said stepping towards her and while she instinctively wanted to step back she stood her ground, Christian was safe, he'd never hurt her. "Look I am sorry."

"I'm sorry." Ana replied reaching for his hand. "I took all that the wrong way and caused it to blow way out of proportion." She said which made Christian cock his eyebrow at her and tip his head, studying her for anything she wasn't saying. "It's crossed my mind too Christian, whether or not it's a good idea, whether or not it's healthy but…" A smirk spread on her lips and a sparkle appeared in her eyes. "On a scale of the behaviours I've displayed trying to learn to cope with things, in terms of the severity of how unhealthy something is this seriously ranks pretty low compared to everything else." She said it and Christian couldn't help burst out laughing while pulling Ana into his chest, she giggled lightly. "If it makes you feel better, I'll try and bring it up with Mary when I see her on Monday."

"You don't have to." He said still laughing. "It's your choice because you're right, on a scale, this is low, so low."

"I'm hoping one day to not need a coping mechanism, that I'll be in a place where things don't affect me so much, but in the meantime… can we just enjoy it? Can we enjoy discovering each other, our likes and dislikes our strengths and our weaknesses while giving me something more positive to throw my energy at when everything feels incredibly out of control." She looked up at him, blue eyes glimmering beneath long eyelashes and Christian smiled and nodded, he could do that, he could just enjoy her. "Now, we need to think about getting ready to go to your parents' house."

A couple of hours later and Ana and Christian were sat around the table in Bellevue laughing at Mia who had just told them about one of her friend's outrageous behaviour on their weekend getaway to LA. It had been an incredibly relaxed evening and Ana felt comfortable and happy.

When the meal was cleared away, Mia was still filling he family in on her adventures and as Ana reached for her wine glass the doorbell rang. Everyone at the table fell silent. Ana glanced at Christian who glanced at his mother. Grace was looking at Carrick who was looking right back at her. No one was expecting the door to ring.

"I'll see to it." Grace said knowing the housekeeper would have already answered it but it was odd, no one just called round without notice these days. Grace slipped through the dining room and out into the foyer where Greta was letting in two figures through the door, one of whom she recognised as Detective Jessica Taylor whom she'd met at Elena's bail hearing.

"Detective, how may I help you?" Grace asked.

"Apologies for intruding Mrs Grey, myself and my colleague Detective Jackson called by to see Miss Steele, the housekeeper at her apartment said she was here and we felt we ought to speak to her right away." Detective Taylor explained.

"Of course, Greta can you please show the Detectives through to the study, I'll fetch Ana." She said before hurrying back to the dining room, hoping to hide how her heart was racing in her chest.

"What is it Grace?" Carrick asked as the conversation was once again silenced and all eyes turned to Grace.

"Uh, there are detectives here to see Ana." Grace said and while Christian turned to Ana, she froze, wondering what on earth detectives would want with her at such a late hour on a Friday night. "I've sent them through to the study." Grace said as Christian and Carrick both stood.

"An…" Christian said pulling Ana from her thoughts.

"Of course." She said quickly putting her napkin that had remained on her lap on the table.

Christian pulled her chair like a gentleman and offered her his hand which she took gratefully. Grace and Carrick led the way, with Ana and Christian following behind like scared children. Their eyes met a few times, but no words passed between them.

They all walked into the study and Detective Taylor and another man standing with her appeared surprised to see the four of them come in.

"Miss Steele, Detective Cole Jackson, I work with Detective Taylor in the High-Risk Victims Unit." He said reaching his hand out to her. Ana nervously shook it, eyeing up this man with his dark hair, blue eyes and caramel skin. She didn't like strange men and he was definitely a strange man, despite him being a detective it made Ana feel defensive.

"Would you like to sit?" Detective Taylor asked but Ana shook her head. "Ok… so, we thought you'd like to know in person, we arrested Eric Lincoln this evening."

"You got him?" Carrick asked and Detective Taylor's eyes left Ana's just to briefly look at Carrick and confirm with a nod before all her attention was back to Ana.

Silently, Ana made her way to the chair and sat down, she said nothing but her mind was going a mile a minute, they had Eric, they had him.

The clock ticked quietly, it was the only sound in the room but four pairs of eyes watched the young woman who stared at the corner opposite, her eyes flickering back and forth as though reading as she processed what had just been said. Detective Taylor slowly moved over and knelt down in Ana's eyeline, forcing the young woman to look at her.

"He won't be bailed." She said softly.

"How can you say that?" Ana asked her eyes widening. "Elena was!" Her voice rose and shook.

"Because the judge working your case has already ruled the search legal, they won't be able to use that as an excuse, plus the fact he had been MIA until now too, he's a flight risk." Detective Taylor explained gently cupping her hand over Ana's which were fumbling in her lap, everyone else in the room was momentarily forgotten while the two young women shared a moment. "He'll never hurt you again." She said and as Ana met her hazel eyes she nodded softly, accepting the detective's words.

"You've really got him?" She asked timidly.

"Really." Detective Taylor smiled thinly, she'd worked with enough victims to understand that Ana's behaviour was normal, it was just her reaction to the shock of the news.

"Ok." Ana nodded. "When will he be arraigned?" She asked because she immediately knew she needed to be there, she hadn't seen the bastard since she was eight years old and she needed to see him in the flesh to know they had him.

"Monday." Detective Taylor replied. "He won't get bail, I promise you."

"Don't make promises you can't keep Detective." Carrick practically growled which made both Ana and Detective Taylor jump, the other people in the room had been forgotten.

"Mr Grey, I know that under most circumstances the legal system is an unpredictable thing, but he stayed out of the country for weeks to evade justice, no judge will let him free." Detective Taylor replied calmly. "You should know that."

"I also know that you should never make promises you can't keep, especially to vulnerable clients." He replied.

"It's ok Carrick." Ana said as he placed his hand on her shoulder, she immediately put her own over it. "I understand." She said. "Will you be there on Monday?" She asked the Detective who nodded. "I'll see you Monday." She said shutting down anything else that they might have wanted to ask.

"I'll show you out." Grace said and the two detectives along with Christian followed her for the door. Carrick knew this was his opportunity to speak with Ana, make sure she was going to be ok after this news.

"Well, at least they now know where he is." He said coming around to sit on the couch so he could be close to Ana.

"It's different with Eric." Ana said quietly.

"What do you mean?" Carrick asked, surprised at Ana being so open with him.

"He was nice to me." She shrugged. "Yes he hurt me, but only ever with Elena, she always told him what to do and when she wasn't around, he was nice to me." Carrick swallowed, he had no idea what kind of thoughts were going through Ana's mind right now but he also had no idea what to say to her either. "So with them now having caught him, does anything change?"

"No." Carrick said. "There will be some arguing between the lawyers about whether or not they should be tried together or separately and it will likely be up to a judge to decide but you don't need to worry about any of that." He said and she nodded but it was clear she wasn't truly taking much of this in.

"I'm scared Carrick." She said and he immediately reached over and took her hand.

"You have nothing to be afraid of, they'll never hurt you again, ever." He said and she gulped.

"It's just so long till there will be a trial." She said.

"It will be sped up if Linc… Eric is denied bail." He said. "Due process means he has a right to a speedy trial, while he is imprisoned without a conviction it's a breach of his rights, we could see a trial start in a couple of months."

"I don't know if that's a good thing, I don't know if I'll be ready." She said, shivering at the thought of having to face this much sooner than she'd been planning in her head.

"You're not alone in this Ana, you have all of us to help get you through it."

As the front door closed Grace turned to Christian, he looked defeated and that worried Grace.

"Come here." She said opening her arms to him and he immediately and without hesitation accepted the embrace his mother offered. "It's all going to be ok." She whispered in his ear.

"It just feels like every time we're making progress and finding a good and comfortable place something comes along and spoils it." He said trying not to sound like a petulant child as he pulled out of his mother's hold. "I don't know how much more she can take."

"Christian, she's getting stronger every day, it was a shock yes but she's in there now talking to your father and I'm sure he's putting her at ease about it all." Grace said but Christian sighed, he was scared that the more she was knocked the harder it would be for her to get back up again and so much was yet to come. It frightened him.

"I couldn't handle it if she ran again." He explained looking at the ground, he as embarrassed to admit it out loud but it was the overriding fear.

"I don't think she'll do that."

"That's what she does when she's scared Mom, we had a bit of a disagreement earlier and I was watching her eyeing up her exit. It's her gut instinct when something makes her frightened or uncomfortable." Christian replied hating admitting to his mother that he and Ana had had a bit of a disagreement.

"Well, what you need to do is make sure she knows you're safe and she doesn't need to run from you." Grace smiled softly. "She loves you, you love her, just make sure she knows it tonight eh?"

"You're right." Christian replied just as the study door open and Ana and Carrick exited. Ana looked exhausted and Christian just wanted to wrap her up in his arms. "Maybe it's time we headed for home?" He said as Ana's eyes met his own.

"Would that be ok? Sorry Grace…"

"Don't start apologising." Grace said going over to embrace her, this young woman would soon need to learn that while they didn't understand what she'd been through, they were here for her and living this with her. Grace and Carrick understood that right now she would want to go home and curl up in bed, that was fine by them, as long as she didn't run.

"I'm just exhausted." Ana said, feeling as though this news had drained her of all her batteries.

"We'll go home, thanks for the meal Mom, it was lovely and sorry about how the evening ended." Christian said already wrapping his arm around Ana's shoulders.

Once in the safety of the car Ana allowed her tears to fall, she wasn't sure why she was crying, relief maybe, overwhelmed… sure, but the barrage of emotions that invaded her sense just needed to come out and Christian was there, beside her, holding her while she released them. Whatever happened, Ana knew she would be ok.

They arrived back at Escala and as they stood side by side in the elevator Ana turned to Christian, he looked down at her and he could see words forming but her mouth didn't open.

"Tell me." He said pulling her closer and turning his body fully to face her.

"I want you to take me to the red room." She said and his eyes widened momentarily. "I need you to. Now. Please." She was begging, her big blue eyes wide, staring him down.

"Ok." He replied just as the elevator door opened. He took her by the hand to the kitchen first to grab the key and then he led her upstairs to the red room. Ana's belly was doing backflips but Christian's was too. She had told him all he needed to know, she was feeling out of control and needed him right now to do what he did best, just like he had in Aspen. All thoughts of Elena and Eric Lincoln, the trial all left her mind as he help divest her of her clothes.

"Kneel here." He said before heading off to the side where he stripped his own clothes off. Normally, he would change in his bedroom, but he didn't have time for that, Ana needed him.

She kneeled on the floor, her eyes slipped closed as she allowed her submissive mindset to take over her body and soul. She could hear Christian shuffling around the room but she didn't open her eyes until she sensed him in front of her once again.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Sir." Ana replied obediently.

"Stand." He commanded and she rose to her feet, keeping her head bowed. "I'd like to take you on a Journey Ana. Do you trust me?"

"Always." She breathed and Christian smiled, that's all that mattered in this room, that he had her trust.

He took her by the hand over to his bondage table, a simple leather padded table with o rings all around the edge that would allow him to bind anyone in a myriad of ways. But he knew exactly how he wanted Ana for this.

"I'm going to bind your breasts." He said picking up a piece of soft red rope. Ana gave a small nod, she was happy with that, rope play was something commonplace at the club so she'd been bound before. "Put your arms out to the side." He said and she immediately did as she was asked.

With the rope bent completely in half, he wrapped it centrally around Ana, just under her breasts, he fed one end through the loop at the other and gently pulled until it was tight enough that Ana felt it but not tight enough to leave a mark or be uncomfortable, he was doing this for the aesthetics more than anything and to heighten Ana's sense of being owned in the moment. He ensured that the loop sat against Ana's spine, before taking both strings of the rope over Ana's right shoulder. Ana could hear his breath, feel the softness of the rope as she stood, every hair stood on end but it was excitement and not fear that pumped through her body. It was electrifying. He stood in front of her again, his eyes met hers as he tucked the rope halves underneath the section wrapped around her before he took the piece over her left shoulder, caging her in the rope. Again he tucked the rope through the loop and then wrapped it around Ana again, this time over the breast and tucking the rope under the rope that came from her shoulders. Ana inhaled deeply, despite the fact he was only tying her breasts at the moment she was fully committed in the scene, he was her Dom, she was the sub, his wish was her command. The rope, under the shoulder section of the right breast, went back to the spine, the rope was looped before the process was repeated again on the left side, caging her left breast between two rope sections just like the right. Ana hummed, it felt incredible and Christian chuckled knowing this was going to get interesting.

Once the rope was tied firmly at Ana's back Christian faced her again, she didn't need to tell him how good it felt as it was written all over her face. That relaxed him, to see her pleasure at the rope alone.

"On the table, kneel." He said and she immediately did as told, her chest feeling weird as the rope rubbed against her softly. It gave her a sense of security despite the fact it actually made her more vulnerable. Ana eyed up the equipment on the table, she recognised them all, two shackles, a ridding crop and a blindfold. "Does it excite you? Seeing it like this?" He asked and she nodded, it did, her core was clenching deliciously. Christian picked up the restraints, they were his favourite, softly lined on in the inside they wouldn't bother Ana or distract her from the scene. He wrapped one around each wrist while she knelt there on the table.

"Put your chest on the table." He said and she did as asked, keeping her ass up knowing exactly what he meant. The shackles were clasped onto the side of the table, right at the very end. "I'm going to blindfold you." He said just before he wrapped the black silk around her eyes, plunging her world into darkness. The sound of her heartbeat flooded her ears as she rested her cheek on the cool leather. She could feel her skin prickling as Christian gently pushed her feet together and then her knees slightly further apart. Ana groaned, it opened her up in a way she hadn't been to Christian before. He kissed her butt cheek making her moan. She heard his chuckle, deep, low and sexy and she clenched, a move Christian saw with his own eyes. Unable to resist the siren call of her clenching and releasing he plunged a finger inside her making her gasps at first then moan deeply as he dragged it back out of her.

He picked up the riding crop, this would be the hardest he'd ever hit Ana and it made him nervous, she'd seen the crop and hadn't said a word though and he hadn't sensed or seen any fear.

He massaged her skin first, warming her up with the rubbing of his hand and he could see the moisture pooling between her legs. To throw her off, her took his tongue and gave her a long, languid lick. She groaned loudly, enjoying it.

The first slap of the crop took her by surprise, she called out from shock more than pain. She knew he would wait for her to safeword, give her time to say either yellow or red, but she had no intention, it felt good. The next hit came and Ana groaned rather than called out, signalling to Christian that she liked it. He had chosen the crop carefully. It was relatively flexible without being too thin, he knew it wouldn't hurt as much as some of the other that hung along the walls of the playroom.

He hit her eight times, feeling that was enough, he climbed onto the table, put his left foot over Ana's left knee in a lunge position before he plunged inside her. Ana was helpless to do anything other than accept his penetration.

"Holy fuck." She moaned as he slammed into her again. This position required a lot of strength on his behalf but he knew it was a good angle to get Ana's g-spot, he was going to make her orgasm this way. He slammed hard into her, over and over, the only sounds were the slapping of skin, the panting of their breaths and the moans and groans that emitted from Ana's throat. She was so close but fought against her orgasm not wanting the scene to end. Sensing this, Christian slipped out of her and plunged his fingers into her core.

"Oh God." She moaned missing feeling his shaft inside her but Christian had other ideas. He dragged his fingers out of her and carried on over her perineum and to the entrance of her behind. She tensed, naturally, it was an instinct to do so but as Christian circled her hole she relaxed. She knew relaxed, he'd be able to slip inside her. Using her own juices as lubricant he slipped his finger in and Ana groaned deeply when she didn't reject him and instead relaxed more he added a second finger. He pumped in and out of her a couple of times and her hips bounced up and down as she desperately grappled for more friction.

"Why did you deny me your orgasm Ana?" He questioned as she emitted another long groan, one of frustration.

"I didn't want it to end." She said.

"If you were one of my subs, I wouldn't let you cum for that." He said before popping his fingers out. "But I don't think you'd cope with that punishment." He said before climbing off the table. Ana panted hard, missing his contact, needing him.

"Christian?" She questioned, fearing he had left her.

"I'm sorry, I was just admiring how good you look bound and at my mercy, sweat shining on your body, your juices running down the inside of your thigh." She moaned at his description, it sounded hot to her so the sight must have been something incredible. "Don't move. I'm just getting another toy."

Ana panted and listened to Christian move around the room, her ears on high alert for the sound of the door. Thankfully, before she really got anxious he was climbing back onto the table. This time a small cold drop landed on the entrance to her behind and she shivered involuntarily.

"Trust me." He said before she felt an object at the ring. She relaxed again, accepting whatever it was Christian was doing to her. A small, battery-operated vibrating butt plug, no more than the size of Christian's thumb was popped inside Ana and turned on before Christian plunged back into Ana. She screamed, the sensation of feeling full overwhelming her. It took seconds to tip her over the edge, she couldn't fight it anymore. The butt plug was pulled from her just as Christian came apart too.