A/N: Ahem.

All mistakes are my own.

I do not own FSOG.

Song: The Weekend (Call Out My Name)

"Well tell The Santorini family they have until noon tomorrow to have my twenty percent worth of product we agreed upon or they will no longer have an heir to carry on the family's name!" Christian roared into the phone before ending the call. He threw his phone behind him, before growling out his frustration.

"Taylor!" he shouted.

For the past two weeks, Christian had been working non-stop. Between Grey Enterprises and the "family," business he had no time to do much but eat, and sleep. He called Teddy every night and felt like a complete failure for missing his son's championship game, but he promised to make it up to his son. Christian was surprised at how Ana handled the situation, making him seem nobler than he felt. He thought after their kiss at his practice weeks ago she would be even more frigid with him, but he could tell over the phone that something small had changed. He was hoping it was a thaw in her feelings for him.

He hoped for it every night.

His son helped win his championship game, and they were invited for the state championships, which, based on Teddy's response, was a huge deal. Christian swore to himself that he would be in attendance if he had to kill every gun dealer and client to get it done. Just as he was actually thinking of a plan to have the man be in a minor kidnapping scenario he heard his head of security appear.

"Sir," he answered. Christian ran his hand over his face.

"I thought I heard someone at the door while I was on the phone."

Taylor smirked.

"You did, sir. It was Ms. Steele. She asked me to wait until you were finished with your phone call. Shall I tell her to come back here?" he asked. Christian immediately dropped his hand off his face. Ana hadn't been to this house in years. Even when she would drop off Teddy, she made sure to stay in the car.

"She's inside? With the door shut? In the hallway?" Christian asked. Taylor refrained from chuckling, instead giving a slight nod.

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Um, yes, she can come back here. Taylor?" he said when the man opened the door.

"Yes?" he answered.

"Please hold all my business dealings until tomorrow. I'm done for the night," he stated. Taylor nodded.

"I'll let Sawyer know as well," he said before leaving as quickly as he came. Christian wondered why Ana was here. He knew it couldn't be Teddy because she would have called him immediately.

Maybe it's her father? He thought to himself. Suddenly he heard a knock on the door before it opened. He stood offering a smile, only for it to drop when she closed the door, took off her coat, and let it fall to the floor. His eyes felt as if they would pop out of his head, at the woman standing in front of him.

"Hello Christian," she said confidently. Christian leaned back on his desk as he watched a siren in front of him. Ana was wearing a completely sheer red halter dress. She was wearing no bra, and there was a scrap of black cloth covering her pussy. She was wearing spiked red heels and her hair was in loose waves over her shoulders and chest. On her face was nothing but red lipstick, and she knew the color red drove him insane. She sat in the chair in front of him, which put her eye level with his cock. She intentionally licked her lips before sitting back in the chair, crossing her long legs and arching her chest up which pressed her breasts against the sheer fabric.

"Ana," he gutted out, unable to conceal his body or reaction from her. Inwardly, Ana was pleased to see such a quick response from the man. It let her know that she still had it.

"Christian," she said again, making sure to bite her lip afterward. Christian stared at her for several long moments, running his eyes from her face, all over her now flushed body. Ana snapped her fingers and jumped up, causing her breasts to bounce and his eyes to zero in on the movement.

"Oh! I forgot something," she said before standing and turning walking back over to her coat. It was of course intentional, and judging by his loud groan when she bent over to grab her jacket and pull out the envelope from the pocket, Ana knew it was worth it.

Oh, I've got you now Mr. Grey.

She knew the thong was a perfect choice, and when she turned back around she smirked at how glazed his eyes looked. Ana slowly walked back over to where she was sitting in front of him, placing the envelope in her lap.

"Christian, I need to speak with you. It's an important business matter," she said softly, pouting for extra theatricality. Christian blinked before a sudden awareness entered his eyes. He still had that hungry look in his eyes, but now they looked at her in interest and curiosity.

Calm down, Grey. Ana wants to talk.

Christian closed his eyes and pulled every piece of discipline he had left before pushing off his desk, rounding it, and taking a seat behind it.

"I see," he said, steeping his fingers together.

"What is this important business matter?" He asked. Ana slowly opened the envelope before sliding over the papers. Christian caught her hand, grabbing it along with the papers, holding eye contact with her. He could feel her pulse race under his fingers, and he knew she could feel his as well. Several seconds later he released her hand before grabbing the papers. At the top, Christian wanted to laugh out loud when he read the heading:

CONTRACT FOR RENEWING RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN GREY/STEELE FAMILY.

(NON-NEGOTIABLE)

"Interesting title," Christian commented. Ana sat back in her chair, crossing her legs, which showed more of her than she'd admit judging from the heated look that suddenly reappeared in his eyes.

"I thought so. Continue to read. We shall discuss the matter afterward," Ana commented swinging her leg and running her hands over her chest lightly. Christian swallowed before nodding, returning his attention back to the papers.

Anastasia Steele agrees to enter a relationship with Mr. Christian Grey with these stipulations:

They shall have open communication between two parties.

They must agree to do what's best for their son.

Work must never interfere with their relationship, nor raising their son.

They must be honest.

No one should be involved in their relationship but the two parties

Should one, or either parties fail to adhere to such rules, the contract shall be terminated immediately, with revisions made to best co-parent Theodore Grey.

Christian noted that Ana had signed and dated the contract already. His heart was racing, because of the piece of paper in front of him, he could have Ana once more. She was allowing him a second chance. When he glanced up at her, he spoke.

"This is non-negotiable, huh?" he said. She nodded.

"Yep. If we're going to do this, I know what I'm getting into, but you should also know what you're getting into with me. We either do this all the way or not at all," she stated. Christian agreed.

"I see. And I just sign right here?" he asked pointing to the line under Ana's signature. She gave a slight nod.

"You have no questions?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No, Ana. I just want you," he said quietly. Picking up the pen on his desk, he gave it a slight flourish before setting the pen down.

"Do you want this back?" he asked after a moment. They had been staring at one another in the quiet office. Ana shook her head.

"No. It's for your records. In case you do something stupid, it's there to remind you," she said lightly. Christian grinned before shaking his head.

"Of course."

Standing, Ana walked around his desk and when Christian turned in his chair, legs spread Ana straddled his waist. He moaned at her soft body on top of his. His eyes were closed so he was doubly surprised when he saw Ana holding a knife to his chest. He could feel the cold blade through his dress shirt, and his grin became wicked as he unbuttoned the shirt. He allowed it to open so the blade was resting on his pectoral muscle.

"You want to cut me, baby?" he breathed. Ana leaned over and licked the knife then his chest.

"I want your blood oath on this piece of paper, Christian. I want you to seal it with blood. It can't be undone once you do it," she said darkly. Christian only raised a brow.

"You think I would break my promise?"

"I don't think you'd intend to. But I am serious. There will be no next time. Never lie to me, and I'll try not to do the same," she said. Before she could process what happened, Christian covered her hands with one of his and dragged the knife over his chest. Since it was already sharpened it easily broke the skin. Ana gasped watching the thin line of blood appear. Christian, not fazed in the least picked up the piece of paper and placed it on his chest, right under his signature. When he pulled it away and sat it on the desk Ana could see his blood under his name. Christian turned Ana's head back to his own. She thought he would be a tiny bit irritated, but she saw nothing but hunger in his gaze.

"Will that make you happy, Ana?" Unable to speak a word she only nodded. His lips tilted up a bit before he ran his right index and middle finger over her red-stained lips.

"Good. Because I would do anything for you to see that I am serious. That I only want you," he breathed. Christian slid his hands around her neck and caressed the soft skin until it was over her chest. He cupped her breasts through the transparent material, pulling a bit at her nipples, causing her to moan.

"You like that baby? You like me pulling on your nipples? I bet that pussy is nice and wet for me, huh. I bet it's been waiting for me for a long time. How long has it been, Ana?" he asked. Christian licked up her neck and to her ear before gently biting on the skin. Ana gasped and dropped the knife. She pressed her body on his and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. Gripping his hair, she tilted his head back. Before whispering against his lips.

"It's been too long, Christian," she confessed before kissing him softly. Christian slid his hands around her waist before gripping her butt and squeezing it in his hands.

"When she pulled away from kissing him, Christian squeezed her around her waist, tighter, causing her to whimper. He mouthed at her neck before biting it gently, yet firmly. Ana squirmed in his lap and when he was pleased to see a mark on her perfect skin he spoke.

"This oath goes both ways, Ana. I won't let you go. After tonight, you're mine. Forever. Do you understand?" he said possessively. Ana raised a brow before pulling on his hair tighter.

"Do you understand?" she countered. His grin was pure evil before he answered her.

"Yes," was all he said. He stood with her in his arms before setting her on the edge of his desk. Spreading her legs he stepped into them before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Ana moaned against his forceful kiss. Christian ripped the thin garment she called a dress, causing her to gasp and pull away from his lips. When his hands cupped and pulled at her cool flesh she called his name.

"Christian," she moaned out. He kissed and sucked on her neck, before lowering his hands from her breasts to her core. He slid her thong to the side before sliding his fingers around her clit, then lower to her core. She arched into his touch, biting her lip when he bent over and bit at her nipple. She jerked from the sharp sensations.

"Mmm. So hot and wet for me. Tell me, Ana, do you want my fingers or my mouth?" He asked. Ana could hardly catch her breath, his words causing her to flush completely.

"Ana? Did you hear me?" He asked again. Ana moaned as his lips moved lower, over her chest, and navel until he was hovering over her core.

"Do you want my fingers or my mouth?" he asked again. When Ana grabbed his head and tried to move it to her core, he gripped her hand hard, causing her to whimper.

"Use your words," he demanded.

"Your mouth!" She finally shouted. "Please, Christian. I want your mouth on me," she practically sobbed out. Smirking in satisfaction Christian kneeled on the floor before spreading her legs wider and kissing her nether lips. Ana screamed when his tongue flicked over her clit.

"Christian. Christian!" she shouted once more. But he was focused. Christian moved his mouth lower until it hovered over her entrance. He licked the already slick flesh and groaned at the taste. Christian's tongue was swirling around and inside of her walls, and Ana thought she would die from the pleasure. Ana hadn't realized that she moved one of her legs to her chest, and her head was thrown back in pleasure, but Christian did. He moved his mouth away for a millisecond and watched Ana completely uninhibited. Christian was hard as granite watching Ana move her body against his mouth.

"That's right Ana, move your hips baby," he whispered over her heated skin. He kissed her core once more before wrapping his lips around her clit. And sucking.

Hard.

"Christian!" Ana screamed as she felt herself falling, and fast. She grunted and whimpered and pulled and pushed at the man, but he kept going. Ana was hypersensitive, and Christian's tongue was both a curse and a wonder. When he finally pulled away, Christian had already unbuttoned his own pants. Ana glanced down and his large cock, and she reached out to touch him. She'd forgotten how big the man was, and used two hands instead of one to stroke him. After several tries, Christian moaned deeply and Ana shivered at the look in his eyes. He placed his hand over hers, immediately stopping her.

"I have to be inside of you, Ana," he confessed. Ana wrapped her legs around his waist before pulling him close and kissing him deeply. She groaned at how she tasted on his lips, and she sighed when she felt him slide easily into her.

"You're so tight," he gritted out, rocking slowly inside and out of her. She whimpered and bit his shoulder as he moved deeper until he was finally seated inside of her. Ana's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she felt her core grip him tightly.

"You feel so good wrapped around me, Ana," he said before kissing her neck. Ana tilting her hips slightly and screamed when he pulled out only to slam back inside of her. Christina gripped her hips and moved as if he were possessed. Ana arched back until her head was resting on the desk and her breasts were in the air. She cupped them and squeezed them, while Christian continued moving inside of her deliciously.

"That's right, Ana. pull those nipples for me."

Ana whimpered but did as instructed. She gasped when he was thrusting right against her spot, Christian's slight curve driving her out of her mind with pleasure. While one hand was holding her down, the other circled her clit, and Ana shot up immediately at that. It was too much and she tried to get Christian's hand off, but he would not relent. She gripped his hair in her hands and bit at his neck, but he still kept going. Tears welling in her eyes, she finally conceded.

"Christian, I can't take anymore," she said brokenly into his ear. He turned his head and kissed her lips, once, twice, three times with tongue before answering her.

"You can, Ana. I will fuck you until you pass out, then do it all over again. You're mine. Remember?" he said wickedly. Christian slowed his thrusts only to push her back until she was laying back on his desk completely flat. He brought her legs up to her hips before moving impossibly deeper inside of her. She arched into the new angle, tears openly streaming down her cheeks even as she chanted his name.

"Christian, Christian, Christian, Yes!" Ana stiffened, her legs automatically tensing before she did something she never thought she'd do.

She squirted all over both of them. Christian came seconds later groaning and falling onto her chest. Ana was very sensitive at this point, but with Christian's shallow thrusts, she still felt aftershocks running through her. Ana was still trying to catch her breath when he pulled out of her and slid back to his kneeling position on the floor in front of her.

"Christian, what are you doing?" She said fear and excitement in her eyes. Christian raised a brow before cupping her quivering pussy.

"Why dear Ana, didn't you hear what I said? I'm not done with you yet."

LOL. Round one. You're welcome.