Whenever the elevator doors open, my eyes widen whenever I see that he in there again and he is dressed in a crisp suit as well. I quickly look away before either man notices. "Cross." Christian says.

"Grey." I hear from Gideon. Christian keeps an arm around my waist and he leads me onto the elevator and he stands directly behind me. Probably because Gideon is leaning up against the back wall and he doesn't want him staring at my ass. I notice that the button to the garage has already been pushed so I lean back against Christian and, again, he wraps his arms around me possessively and I hold onto his arms in front of me.

Once the elevator dings after an awkwardly silent ride, Christian guides me off of the elevator first, but he is directly behind me. Taylor is standing there by Christian's SUV waiting for us. Christian helps me into the back and he goes around and gets in himself. He buckles us in and he kisses me sweetly before sitting back upright in his seat. He holds my hand and we ride to the Empire State Building with casual small talk.

When we arrive, he, yet again, helps me out and we get onto the elevator together and we hold each other as we rise up to the top floor. I've actually never been here before so I'm thoroughly excited. Whenever we arrive, he takes me to a private room in the back and I hope I'm right about what I think will be happening in that room tonight. Just the thought makes my inner muscles contract with expectation.

He guides me in after we are greeted by a waiter. Whenever we get to the table, he pulls out my seat for me. He sits down across the table from me and I glance out of the floor to ceiling windows and see an amazing view of New York. I love all of the new experiences that my husband has given me and all of the ones that he will most likely give me in the future.

"This is an amazing view, Christian. Thank you for bringing me here."

He grins and takes my hand from across the table. "Anything for my beautiful wife." I smile at him. I love him so fucking much.

The waiter comes into the room and Christian orders for us both. I am fine with this because, once again, I trust him. Once he takes our orders he leaves the room. Christian looks back at me. "So, do we know when you can get moved into the new house yet?" he asks.

"Yes. It will be this coming week. I'm so excited to see what the kids think of it. I'm pretty excited to see what my husband thinks of it as well." I tell him.

He smirks. "I can't wait to see it, baby."

"So, how was your week, Mr. Grey?"

"It was pretty good aside from missing my family. I cannot wait until you all can come home."

"Me neither. The kids and I always miss you as well."

The waiter finally reenters the room and sets our food out on the table. Christian gives him a tip. "We'd like to not be disturbed for the rest of the evening." He tells the waiter.

"Yes, sir." the waiter replies before leaving the room. Christian follows him to the door and locks it and then he comes back and sits back down in his seat and he smiles and winks at me.

"Eat up, baby." I nod and begin eating my food. We engage in light conversation and flirtation throughout our meal.

Once we're done eating, he takes his napkin off of his lap and dabs his lips without breaking eye contact with me. I do the same. We lay our napkins on the table and then he gets up and walks around the table until he is standing beside me. I look up at him. He offers me his hand and I eagerly take it and he helps me up. I am standing right in front of him and I look up into his eyes. "Lift your arms." I do as he asks and he lifts my dress over my head and lays it across my chair. I'm left in only my lingerie and heels. He growls under his breath. He bends down and hooks his thumbs into the sides of my panties and he pulls them down my legs, gently brushing his fingers across my skin as he goes.

He kisses my core before standing back up. His lips crash into mine and he kisses me feverishly as he holds me flush up against his firm body. I like where this is going. I go to help him strip, but he grabs my hands and stops me and I look up at him and he just shakes his head with a smirk on his handsome face. I'm confused about that, but I go with it.

"I want you to go and lean against the glass facing out to the city and put your palms flat on the glass. No moving and no sounds. Understood?" It sounds like we're going to play.

"Yes, sir." I turn and walk towards the window and put my palms flat against the glass and look out at the beautiful view before me. He approaches me from behind and he leans into me, placing his hands on mine on the glass. He kisses my neck after moving my hair to the opposite side of my neck. "I'm going to play with you, Ana. You must not come, though, no matter what. Understood?"

I nod. "Yes, sir." He kisses my neck again.

"Good girl." He whispers against my neck.

He stands back up and his hands and mouth start to explore my body, teasing me.

"What's going on between you and Gideon Cross, Ana?" He wants to talk about this now?

"There's nothing going on. He has been very flirtatious towards me while making advances towards me and he keeps trying to tell me that there's a thing between us. I strongly disagree. I keep telling him that, but he isn't convinced."

He continues to bring me closer to orgasm as he caresses my breasts after freeing them from my lingerie and he pulls on my nipples, turning me on more. "Do you feel something for him, Ana?"

He continues his delicious assault as he trails further down my body. "No." his hands quickly leave my body.

"Are you sure about that? From what I saw, it is apparent that a part of you wants to give into his will."

"I admit, I am mildly attracted to him, but as I told him repeatedly, I am happily married and it will NEVER happen." His hands make their way back onto my body as he continues to tease my body, which hungers for his.

"Thank you for your honesty. I believe that it's more than a mild attraction, though. You allowed him to get close enough to you to touch your face. You actually leaned into his touch. Do you care to explain that?" he says as his fingers trail over my mound, just centimeters from my core.

"Okay. I am sexually attracted to him, but it's nothing more than that. I would NEVER act on it. I am YOURS!"

"You're damn right you are." he says just as his fingers begin teasing my clit. I moan uncontrollably. He stops and smacks my ass hard, but not too hard. "Shh. No sounds unless you're answering questions. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." He continues to tease my clit and his finger slides into my core unexpectedly. I bite my lip to stop myself from making sounds. He begins to stroke, applying pressure to my G spot. My body begins to tense but I close my eyes to stop an orgasm from coming.

"I want your eyes open and looking out over the city bustling below us." I nod and he continues to stroke me and he inserts another finger and his strokes against my g spot intensify as his thumb finds my clit and he rubs it mercilessly. "Why didn't you back away whenever he went to kiss you, Ana? Did you want him to kiss you? That's what it looked like."

"I didn't want him to, but it felt as if he had me stuck in some kind of trance and I couldn't react until shortly after his lips made contact with my own." He continues his delicious assault on my clit and core and I continue to control the orgasms from coming, but it is getting harder and harder. I focus on the view below me to keep myself distracted.

"Thank you for your honesty. Did he kiss you before today, Ana?"

"Yes. The last time he managed to get me alone in an elevator at Cross Towers. That time, I turned my head just as his lips made contact with my own." I admit. I can't lose my husband so I have to be honest with him.

His strokes intensify as he lays kisses on my back and it is getting more and more difficult to keep my orgasm at bay. "Why didn't you tell me about it before I saw it happening, Ana? Why would you keep that from me after you gave me such a hard time about the kiss with Sasha?" He has a point and suddenly I'm feeling incredibly guilty.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it was important enough and every time that I saw and talked to you, I was distracted and it didn't even come to mind."

"Okay. See that you don't keep things this important from me in the future, Ana."

"Yes, sir." He stops his delicious assault on my core and he puts his fingers that are wet with my excitement up to my lips.

"Suck my fingers, Ana. I want you to taste yourself."

"Yes, sir."

I take his fingers into my mouth and I taste myself and it's not bad. I suck his fingers as seductively as possible hoping that he will be turned on enough to take me. He growls under his breath and takes his fingers back. "Good girl." he whispers into my ear. "Are you ready to pay the price for your sins, Anastasia?" Oh fuck. I enjoy his punishments, though, so it will be fine.

"Yes, sir." He kisses my neck again and he helps me off of the glass.

"Go and bend over the table, Ana." he commands as he slides the belt from his pants.

"Yes, sir." and I go and do as he asks and I bend over the table.

"Hold on tight, Ana." I nod and he begins rubbing my left ass cheek. "Do you know why you're being punished, Ana?"

"Yes, sir. I failed to tell you immediately about my encounters with Gideon Cross."

The belt makes contact with my ass and it is harder than usual, but not too hard. "You are correct. Will it happen again?" he asks as he rubs my other ass cheek.

"No, sir." The belt makes contact with that ass cheek. I jump just a little bit as that strike was a little harder.

"Good girl." He begins rubbing the first ass cheek that he hit again. "Are you repentant for your actions?"

"Yes, sir." The belt makes contact with my ass again.

"Did you enjoy the kiss with Gideon, Ana?" He asks as he rubs my other ass cheek again.

I have got to be honest. "A little bit, Sir." I admit. He strikes me again and, yet again, it's a littler harder than the last.

"Will you allow it to happen again?" he asks again as he rubs both ass cheeks at once.

"No, sir." The belt makes contact with both ass cheeks at once and it makes me jump again.

"Good girl. I'm going to strike you one last time for good measure." He announces as he rubs my stinging ass cheeks again.

"Yes, sir." He strikes me one last time, more intensely than the rest and the sensations travel straight to my core.

He drops the belt and he surprises me by rubbing some kind of cream on my ass. I can only imagine what my ass looks like at this point. He puts a tube on the table beside me. I hear his zipper. FINALLY! I hear his pants hit the floor and I am quivering in anticipation. "As my one last punishment for your transgressions, I am going to fuck you, but it will be ONLY for my pleasure. Once again, you may NOT come. Do you understand, Ana?"

Fuckkkkkkk. "Yes, sir." I feel the smooth head of his cock against my core and he abruptly thrusts his entire length into me at once. I bite my lip and close my eyes in an attempt to stop the impending orgasm. I manage to do so as he strokes me harder and faster than ever before. I continue to stave off the orgasm that keep threatening to emerge at his delicious assault. I clearly feel my stinging ass as his body continues to make contact with my ass with each delicious thrust.

He continues his merciless thrusts and finally I feel his cock begin to pulsate and empty inside me as he groans. It takes every bit of strength inside me to keep my libido under control because his orgasm always turns me on the most. I love feeling my man's pleasure. Once the orgasm ends, he stills and leans over and kisses my back as he pulls out and walks away from me, leaving me feeling unbelievably lonely. It takes me a few minutes, but I finally stand up and I turn to find my husband at the window in only his shirt with his hands on his hips.

I debate in my mind whether it's a good idea to interrupt whatever is going on in his mind at this moment. I decide to approach him. I wrap my arms around him and he turns to look at me and I see the tears in his beautiful eyes. "I can't lose you, Ana, but I feel that I need to give you time to think through these feelings that you have for Gideon Cross." I furrow my brow.

"I don't need time for that because it is ONLY YOU that I want or need."

He turns to me and places his hands on my shoulders. "I love you, Anastasia Grey, with EVERYTHING in me, but I need you to truly think hard about whatever feelings you have towards him, no matter how insignificant they seem to you at the moment. Do you understand?"

I'm silently crying at this point. "I can't lose you, Christian. Please don't leave me."

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me tightly against his firm chest. "You're not losing me, Ana. You never will, regardless of what you decide to do. You need this time to get over whatever is going on between the two of you. Once you either no longer feel that attraction to him and are able to be in a room with him without giving in to the power he has over you, or you decide that it's truly him that you want to be with, I will come back. I will be staying back in Seattle until you figure it out. I don't want you to contact me until you are 100% certain one way or another though."

I'm still crying, but I do need to get past this shit with Gideon and not be tempted by him whenever he is around me. "I understand. I know that it will always be you that I want and need, though, but I understand the motive behind your idea."

"I'm glad you understand. Let's get dressed and let me take you home before I head back to Seattle." I reluctantly nod and pull away from his chest and look up at him. He grabs my face gently in both hands and wipes away my tears with his thumbs. He leans down and kisses me sweetly. "I love you, Anastasia Grey." he whispers against my lips.

"I love you, too, Christian Grey." He kisses me sweetly one more time and then he tells me to go get my dress on and I nod reluctantly and walk back to the table to get dressed. I put my dress back on and see that Christian just finished with straightening himself out and he is approaching me. I go to pick up my panties, but he beats me to it and picks them up and as he stands, he brings them up to his nose and sniffs them.

"You've always smelled so delicious." He smirks and he puts the panties in his pocket. "I will keep these, baby."

I smile and approach him and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him sweetly and he eagerly reciprocates. "Let's go, baby." He whispers against my lips. I nod and he puts his hand on the small of my back as he leads me to the door after I pick up my purse.

He walks me through the restaurant with his hand on my back and keeps it there as we ride the elevator down. When we reach the bottom, he guides me to the SUV, where Taylor is waiting for us. I smile at Taylor and Christian helps me in and gets in himself and buckles us in. He holds my hand the whole way back to Cross Towers and I just stare at him. I don't know how long I will have to go without him. I'm going to work hard to make sure that it isn't long. I cannot handle being without him. I learned that in both Aspen and Ohio. He glances at me occasionally with a sad smile upon his face.

Once we arrive, Taylor lets us out and we get on the elevator and he wraps his arms around me and I wrap mine around him as we ascend to our floor. We don't say a word on the way up and, surprisingly, it's a comfortable silence.

Once we arrive, our hugs breaks apart and he takes my hand and we walk to my apartment. I am filled with dread because I don't want him to go. Once we enter the apartment, it is quiet, so the kids and my Dad must be in bed. He walks us back to my bedroom and he closes and locks the door behind us.

He lets go of my hand and he walks around the bed and picks up his bag and lays it on the bed and takes out some more casual clothes while I just stand there with my arms wrapped around myself watching him. I really do NOT want him to leave. He looks up at me and he maintains eye contact with me as he slowly strips out of my clothes.

This makes me quiver because my orgasm deprived body needs him. Once he is naked, he folds the clothes that he was wearing and carefully puts them into his bag. He looks back at me thoughtfully, and he picks up the bag and the casual clothes and walks to the end of the bed and sets them on a chest at the foot of the bed. He walks around to me and he wraps his arms around me, still naked.

He looks into my eyes. "I want to make love to my wife and leave her sated instead of aching with need."

I smile. "I like the sound of that, Mr. Grey." He smiles back and he leans down and his lips gently make contact with my own and he kisses me sensually and he begins to lift my dress and he pulls back long enough to lift it over my head and then his lips are back on mine.

He unfastens my lingerie behind me and it falls to the floor. He bends down and helps me out of my heels and he puts them to the side. His lips make contact with my own again and he picks me up and lays me in the center of the bed and he towers over me. He lays kisses over my body and his hands gently roam my body. He brings me to 3 glorious orgasms, before he makes his way back up to my mouth and he slowly enters my core and he makes sensual love to me for hours and I am crying softly throughout. I'm going to miss this man. I notice that he is crying as well. He continues his sensual love making, bringing me to multiple orgasms before he asks me to come with him and we come together and it is, by far, the best and most sensual sex that we've ever had. He makes me feel as if this is the last time, though, and that breaks my heart. It doesn't make the experience any less pleasurable.

Once our orgasms end, he just holds me for a little while before kissing me sweetly as he pulls out and he lays beside me and pulls me tightly up against his chest and I wrap my arms around him as well and cry against his chest and he intermittently kisses the top of my head and we just hold each other like this for a while. "I have to go now, Ana." he announces and instantly, I am sobbing. He squeezes me tightly. "We will be together soon and we will be okay, Ana." he says, but he doesn't sound fully convinced.

I reluctantly nod. "It won't be long baby. We WILL be okay. I am YOURS."

"I know." He pulls back and he kisses me sensually one more time before he gets up and I'm sobbing again. "I have to make my exit quickly or I may never leave, but you need to get this figured out alone. I will be waiting for you, Ana." I nod. He puts on his casual clothes and he walks around to my side of the bed and helps me up. Once I am standing in front of him, he kisses me sensually again. "I love you forever, Ana."

"I love you forever, too, Christian. I will see you soon."

He nods and walks back to the chest and picks up his bag and I watch as he glances back after opening the door with tears in his eyes, just before he goes out, closing the door behind him. I break down into sobs again as soon as I hear the front door close. I throw myself down onto the bed and sob uncontrollably into my pillow. I wrap myself around his pillow that smells like him and I eventually cry myself to sleep.