It's Saturday and Gibson is taking me to visit my father so that I can ask him to move into our guesthouse. This is best done in person. Whenever we arrive, I go up to the door and hug him as soon as the door opens. "It's nice to see you, Annie. Come on in." Dad tells me.
I nod and let him go and go in past him. I walk straight to the kitchen. I want to see how he's been eating. I open the cabinets and refrigerator and I'm not shocked to find a bunch of snack food. "NOPE!" I say loudly.
"What is it, Annie?" he asks. I go back out into the living room where he is now sitting on the couch.
"Go pack up some stuff, Daddy. You're coming to live in our guest house. I will not take no for an answer, so don't even try."
"What's going on, Annie?"
"You're killing yourself with all of this damn junk food and I refuse to lose you anytime soon so go pack some stuff. You're staying in our guest house so that we can make sure you eat properly. Christian even offered to have you a little shop built for your woodwork. This is non-negotiable, Daddy."
He sighs and stands up. "I know not to argue this with you, so I will go and pack." He gives me a kiss on the cheek and goes into his room.
That went surprisingly easily. I expected him to put up a fight. I wouldn't have left here without him, regardless.
Whenever we get back home, I help him to get settled into the guest house and then I take him back into the main house and we get there just in time for lunch so I make him sit and eat with us.
It's been 3 months since we buried my mother. Things have started to go back to normal around our house. I'm glad that my dad agreed to move into our guest house. It's nice having him around. As promised, Christian built him a little shop. Dad was extremely happy with it.
The twins are now 7 months old. They finally sleep through the night and they are learning and growing right on track. They look more and more like us every day.
We recently celebrated Teddy's 8th birthday and Lily's 11th birthday. I still can't believe how fast these kids are growing up on us. All of the children are doing fantastic. It will only be 6 months before we have Phoebe and Liam's 11th and 15th birthdays. It all goes by way too quickly.
We already started planning the next Coping together Gala, which is coming up in a few months. This will be my first time planning it, but I've got books on the past Galas to go from, so I believe that I'm doing well with it.
Since the twins are getting bigger, Christian wants to take me away for the week, starting tonight. After much thoughtful consideration, I decided that it sounded like a good idea. After all the losses we've suffered over the last several months, we deserve a little getaway. I'm going to take a shot in the dark and guess that we're going back to our island. I love that place.
I've still been getting bouquets from this 'secret admirer' and we're no closer to figuring out who it is. The person who has been purchasing them has been using cash and keeps their face covered while in the flower shop.
My dad is doing well. I got him in to see a doctor to check on his health and his cholesterol is a little high so he has to take a pill for that, but, otherwise, he is doing great. He wasn't happy about me forcing him to go to the doctor, but he's understanding because he knows how Grace, Carrick, and Mom's deaths affected me.
We've been spending the entire day with the children and we're getting ready to board the jet now. Again, Christian only let me pack a bikini, so I'm now about 99% certain that we're going to the island. I'm not going to say anything, though, because it thrills Christian to surprise me. I'll always let him have that.
We sleep for a great portion of the flight. We eat and drink wine while talking the rest of the time. He says no sex until we get there again. It's frustrating, but Christian knows exactly what he's doing. He always does.
Whenever we touch down in the Maldives, I'm not surprised, but whenever we board the seaplane, I am surprised to see Anton flying us again. "Welcome back, Mr. and Mrs. Grey." He says.
"Hello, Anton. It's good to see you again." I look to Christian questionably and he just winks at me. Oh my. We're having another Anton weekend. I'm ready.
Whenever we arrive, I strip down to my bikini and Christian says that he will give me a 3-minute head start this time. I kiss him sweetly and then I jump into the beautiful water and swim towards shore. In less than a minute, I hear a splash. What the fuck? He said that he would give me 3 minutes. I swim as quickly as I can. Christian is cheating this time.
About 2 minutes later, I hear another splash. About that time, someone grabs my ankle and pulls me under. I open my eyes to find Anton helping me back to the surface. "You 2 cheated." I say.
"No. Christian promised to give you a 3-minute head start. I did not." Ah, damn. His lips crash into mine and he kisses me sensually. "Wrap your arms and legs around me, sweetheart." He says and I do it.
His lips crash back into mine and he slides my bikini bottoms to the side before thrusting his full length into me at once. I gasp into his mouth. He begins his hard thrusts and then I feel someone behind me. He grabs onto my waist as well and it takes a little bit this time, but he manages to penetrate my forbidden hole. They give me pure ecstasy right there in the water before we've even made it to the island and it's amazing. After they pull out, Christian has me climb onto his back and he swims us to shore and Anton is right beside us.
Whenever we arrive, Anton picks me up this time and carries me up to the house while Christian rushes ahead of us. "What are you 2 up to?" I ask Anton.
He winks at me. "You will know soon enough." I giggle. Of course, I will.
Whenever we get into the house, there's a comfortable chair sitting in the center of the room. I see my husband standing there with his cock standing rigid. I smile at him and he winks. Anton sets me down and he pulls the strings to free me from my bikini. His lips crash into mine and he kisses me sensually as he sits me back on the chair. "Get comfortable." He tells me and I nod and get as comfortable as possible. Christian comes up behind the chair and wraps his arms around me and starts teasing my breasts. I look up at him to find him smiling. He crashes his lips into mine and kisses me passionately. Anton's face makes its way between my thighs and he begins to suck and nip at my clit and then I feel a vibration and he penetrates my core with some kind of vibrator, without letting up on my clit.
I moan and Christian starts kissing my neck and playing with my nipples as Anton starts moving the vibrator and he increases his suction. "Oh, my God. Oh, my God." I mumble out as I'm getting dangerously close to coming.
"Come, baby." Christian whispers in my ear and then he bites down on my collar bone and I'm done for. My orgasm rips through me and I can see the watery come squirting out of me onto Anton. "Good girl." Christian praises me.
They continue their actions and bring me to 3 more orgasms before they pull back. They both stand in front of me with their hands on their hips. "On your knees, baby." Christian orders me.
I smile. "Yes, sir." I say and I kneel in front of the 2 men.
"Please us both with your mouth. I want to see if you can make us both come at the same time."
"I love a good challenge, sir." I reply and I wrap a hand around each of their cocks. I begin stroking them while peeking up at them. I take the head of Christian's cock into my mouth into my mouth and I pay special attention to his frenulum and he throws his head back. I continue to stroke Anton's cock as I do this.
I release Christian's cock from my mouth and continue to stroke him as I take Anton into my mouth and give him the same amount of attention as I did Christian. I go back and forth between the 2 and I take them deeper into my throat with each turn.
Once I finish taking Anton all the way to the base of his cock, they are both close to coming. Christian pulls my head off of Anton's cock and I peek up at them with my mouth wide open waiting to catch their essences in my mouth. I stroke both of their cocks at the same pace and then, at the same time, they both come on my face. Most of it goes in my mouth, but I get some all over my face. Once they are both empty, I take Christian back in my mouth and stroke him as I suck him dry and I turn my attention back to Anton and do the same for him. I sit back on my heels and lick my lips.
"Well done, Ana." My husband praises me and I smile.
"I agree." Anton says. They help me up. Christian walks me to the sink and wets a washcloth and washes my face off. Once it's clean, he guides me to the bed. Anton is already on the bed, lying on his back. He is stroking his cock, coating it with lubricant. I
"Bend over, baby." Christian tells me. I do so and he rubs lubricant over my ass and then he circles a finger around the inside of my tight hole. He helps me back up. He kisses me feverishly. Straddle him and put his cock into your ass." I nod, slightly confused by this requested position.
I climb up onto the bed and sit astride Anton and I put his erection at my opening and Christian smacks my ass and I slowly lower myself down onto it. Once it's fully inside me, Anton kisses me deeply before he and Christian spin me around to where I'm facing Christian with Anton's cock in my ass.
I smile at my husband and his lips crash into mine and he kisses me passionately. He places his cock at my entrance and slowly sinks his full length into me. I maintain eye contact with him the entire time. Once he is fully inside me, Anton grabs my waist and lifts me slightly. "Are you ready, baby?" My husband asks.
"Yes, sir." I reply with a smile on my face. They both begin to move together and my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head, but I manage to maintain eye contact with my husband. He has both hands on my thighs and I have my hands behind me on either side of Anton as both men stroke me deliciously.
I feel myself getting close pretty quickly. "Come for us, Ana." He tells me. That's all it takes and I throw my head back as my orgasm courses through me. Christian lays kisses on my chest and neck as my orgasm continues. Their thrusts don't let up. In fact, their thrusts become more urgent. This continues and after my 3rd orgasm, Christian says, "Come with us, baby."
My body immediately responds to my request and he bites down on my collar bone as my orgasm hits me hard. I feel them both releasing their essence inside me at the same time. This orgasm feels like it goes on for what feels like forever and, once again, it feels like I'm floating up above myself.
I am brought back by my husband's husky voice. "Come back to me, baby." I open my eyes and I'm lying on my back with both men staring at me with smiles on their handsome faces. "Did you have a nice flight, baby?" Christian asks.
I nod. "It was excellent. How long was I flying?"
He chuckles. "It was pretty close to an hour." My eyes widen.
"Well, it was an exceptional flight, Mr. Grey. Thank you both."
"It's always a pleasure, baby." Christian says and he kisses me sweetly.
"He's right. We love watching you as you soar." Anton adds. He leans down and kisses me sweetly as well.
"Let's get you into the tub while the water is still warm." Christian suggests.
I nod and both men get up and Christian scoops me up and places me in the tub and he sits behind me and Anton in front of me, same as last time.
Over the course of the week, both men continue to surprise me with various sexual pleasures and romantic meals. I think it's just what I needed. It's bittersweet whenever we say goodbye to Anton again.
We get onto our jet and head back home. As we're lying in the onboard bedroom, my husband asks, "Did you enjoy yourself, Ana?"
I look up at him with a huge smile. "More than you will ever know."
He smiles at me and kisses me sweetly. "Good. That was the goal. How are you feeling in general?"
"I feel pretty great. I think this week is just what I needed."
"I agree. This was just what I wanted as well."
"You may just be the best husband in the world, Christian Grey."
He smiles. "I could say the exact same thing about my wife." He kisses me sweetly and rolls me onto my back and loves my body for a while before saying. "Let's get some sleep, baby. I love you."
"I love you, too, Christian." I lay my head on his chest and drape my arm and leg over him and drift off into a peaceful slumber.
Whenever we arrive home, the kids are all in bed so we check in on them and go to bed ourselves, reminiscing over our phenomenal week.
It's been 2 months since our return from our island. The last 8 weeks have been peaceful and blissfully uneventful. The babies are now 9 months old and the kids are officially on summer break from school.
The Gala is tonight. I prepared everything myself and hired people to set it up in the Grey's gardens, just as they have in years past. I added my own little twist to the décor. I think that people will really like it. I can't believe that I've only come here once. That time I was here, Gideon did kidnap me, though, so I understand my having lacked the desire to come back. This year, I'm doing it for Grace and Carrick. They left this in my care and I intend to fully honor their legacy.
I invited my dad to come to the Gala this year as well. He tried to refuse, but I want to show him what I've done. He finally relented and Christian took him out to get fitted for a tux.
My dress this year is a floor length embroidered tulle strapless gown. It's navy blue with a strapless sweetheart neckline. It has a self-sash that drapes down the waist and it's an A-line silhouette. I love it. I got jewelry to match it and a clutch and heels. I already had a stylist put my hair in an up do and they did my subtle makeup for me. I put some mace in my clutch this year. You never know when you may need it. Christian also got me a beautiful new panic button on a beautiful gold chain that matches nearly everything. I'm going to be extra cautious this year. I know that Gideon will be there with Mia so it's necessary.
After I'm dressed, I come down the stairs and find my husband and dad at the bottom of the stairs. Both look more handsome than usual. Words cannot begin to explain just how much love I have for these 2 men.
Their eyes both widen and smiles erupt on their handsome faces as I approach the bottom of the stairs. They both offer a hand and I place my clutch under my arm and take them both. Once I'm at the bottom, they both tell me how beautiful I am and I thank them before telling them just how handsome they are.
We say our goodbyes to the children before leaving. Gail will be helping the nanny with them tonight.
We arrive at the Gala first, since I'm hosting it this year. Christian is amazed by how beautiful everything is. I tell the decorators some last minute touches to put on it and they do so. The meal that the cooks prepared smells divine.
When guests start to arrive, Christian stays with me as I greet them and he greets them as well. They all extend their condolences about the loss of Grace and Carrick. I can tell that it makes Christian a little uncomfortable after a while, so I usually cut them off before they say it by telling them to enjoy themselves.
Once the tent is nearly full, we join the festivities. Whenever it's time to have a seat, Christian and I make our way onto the stage to welcome everyone as Grace and Carrick would do. There's a round of applause as we finish our speeches and Christian guides me back to our seats. We are sitting at the Grey's table, where my Dad is already seated next to Kate. Elliot is on the other side of her and then Mia and Gideon. Christian is seated next to Gideon and I'm between him and dad.
It's a little awkward for Christian to be sitting so close to Gideon, but there's no way in hell that I was about to sit next to him and my dad would probably rip his head off if he sat next to him. Christian is really good at staying calm under pressure. He has to exercise that ability every single time that we're around Gideon. He does quite well.
After the 4 courses of our meals are served and devoured, it's time for the auction to begin. Christian and I auctioned off a few extra things this year. We will do anything to contribute to this cause. After the items on the auction listed are all won, it's time for the first dance auction. This year, men will be auctioned off. It's a twist. Married men will be auctioned off as well. At least the ones that are willing to participate.
I pretty much forced Christian and my Dad to participate, but they finally relented and accepted their fate. When the men are called up, Christian, Dad, Elliot and Gideon all go up to the stage. There are a few other men participating. Christian is up first so I move to the front of the crowd because I will be getting my husband. I'm blocked by a couple of men. I try to push them out of the way, but they don't budge. I attempt to walk around them, but they move over and block me again. What the fuck? I decide to stand back and bid on my husband from a distance.
They introduce Christian. He looks like he's looking for me, but I'm in the shadows because of these 2 assholes. I've got you, baby. "Starting the bid at 10,000 dollars."
"50,000!" I shout over the crowd. I hear someone else shout.
"200,000!" I don't recognize the voice. We continue bidding back and forth. Whenever I get over a million, the 2 men come and each grab an arm and they start to drag me out of the tent before Taylor and Gibson stop them and make them leave. By the time I get back to the stage, Christian went to some woman with brunette hair like my own, in a beautiful red gown. Fuck! What the hell is going on? Those men held me back so that she could win. She approaches the stage and I see him finally look at me with a sad smile and I give him one back.
She takes his hand and he follows her off of the stage. I want to bid on daddy since I'm here, but what if his next wife is somewhere in this crowd and wants him. I decide to just go find my husband so that I can talk to this woman who manipulated the auction so that she would win my husband.
I can't find them anywhere so I approach Taylor. "Taylor, did you see where my husband went?"
"He went into the house with that woman. He did not look happy about it." I nod.
"Thank you." I walk up to the house and search for my husband. Whenever I get to his childhood bedroom, I hear their voices.
"Sir, you need to be with me. Why can't you see that? We had something special."
"No, Leila. There was nothing special about that. It was simply a contractual relationship. There's absolutely no one other than my wife that I want or will ever want."
"That's where you're wrong, sir. You need to punish me or I will get on that stage and announce who you really are and since Sasha already brought it out all those years ago, the chances of them believing me are higher."
"No, Leila. I'm leaving now. You should as well." I hear the door knob rattle, but then it stops. Fuck this shit!
I quickly open the door and she is attempting to get his pants down but he's resisting. He looks up, relieved to see me. I approach and grab her by the hair. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but you manipulated that auction. You needed those 2 guys to take me away so that you could win. Your bid isn't valid and you should leave… NOW!!"
"Mrs. Grey, all due respect, but you're not what he needs. He needs someone like me."
I slap her. "That's where you're wrong. I suggest you leave and get the fuck off of this property as quickly as possible. I'm fairly certain that you weren't even invited."
"Gideon invited me." Of fucking course!
"Gideon doesn't have jurisdiction to invite anyone. You ARE leaving now!" I grab her by the arm and practically drag her down the stairs. Christian is right behind us. I guide her to the door. "If you come back in here or the tent, I will have security escort you out, just like your little puppets."
She gasps. "Fine! You fucking cunt!!" I open the door and shove her out before locking it back up. I turn back around to find my husband standing there looking concerned.
I approach him and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him sweetly. "Are you okay?" I ask.
He nods. "I should be asking you that." I giggle.
"I'm perfectly fine, but you have to tell me the story about that woman later. I guess I won you at the auction after all."
He kisses me sweetly. "It appears so. I'm a lucky man."
"Let's get back out there. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can go home so I can devour my delectable husband's body."
"Mmm… I like the sound of that." I kiss him again and take his hand and we walk back out to the tent.
When we arrive, everyone has been auctioned off and the dance is about to begin. "Shall we, Mrs. Grey?" my husbands asks me.
"We shall, Mr. Grey." He leads me out to the dancefloor and he spins me around and leads me gracefully around the floor. I see that my dad is dancing with an older lady and he looks like he's really enjoying himself. I turn my attention back to my husband and he continues to move us gracefully around the dancefloor. "You dance so gracefully, husband."
He smiles. "I don't think you want to know who taught me." I think about this for a second. It must've been Elena.
"You're right. I don't want to know."
Once the song is over, he leads me back to our seats. Mia and Gideon look like they're arguing about something, but I try not to pay attention.
Christian and I spend the rest of the night mingling with people and we have a great time. Everyone is astonished by the spectacular fireworks display that I set up. There's always been a fireworks display, but this one honors Grace and Carrick's legacy and memory so it's even flashier than usual.
My dad spends most of the evening talking to the woman that won him in the auction. He really enjoyed himself.
After everyone's gone, we relieve the staff to come back tomorrow to clean up. Christian and I head home ourselves. We raised a lot of money for Coping Together tonight and I'm pretty excited about that.
Whenever we get home, dad goes back to the guest house after thanking us for talking him into going. Apparently, he will be seeing Christina again. I'm happy for him. Christian and I go and check in on the kids and then we go back downstairs and have some wine so he can tell me about this Leila.
He leaves me on the couch as he goes to fetch the wine. He comes back and as he pours us a glass, he starts talking. "Leila is a former submissive. I was with her before I met you so long ago. She was the longest contract that I ever had. We had a system that worked well until she decided to profess her love to me after 18 months. I didn't even consider the concept of love and being in love at that time. Hell, until after I met you, I never believed that my family even loved me. I didn't love Leila regardless, based on what I've learned about it. I terminated the contract immediately and she went and got married. Apparently, her husband left her and then she started dating someone else and whenever that guy died in a car crash, she came to the penthouse and slit her wrists in front of Gail.
We got her help and sent her back to her family in Connecticut. Before tonight, I hadn't seen or heard from her since. I don't know what the fuck she is up to. I certainly don't have any clue as to why Gideon would invite her, especially considering that he had no right to do so."
I'm listening intently. "She sounds like a piece of work."
He nods. "I just hope that she has the common sense to leave us the fuck alone."
"I agree with that notion."
We talk throughout a few more glasses of wine and then he takes me to bed and we worship each others bodies for a few hours before going to sleep, safe and sated in one another's arms. Tomorrow, we're spending the day at the ranch so the kids can ride the horses and pony. It's sure to be a great day.
Over the last 3 months, we celebrated Liam's 15th and Phoebe's 11th birthdays and they all started back at school. The summers always go by so quickly. Penny and Elijah are now 1 year old. Christian and I have been married for 2 years now. He's planning to take me away for my birthday soon and says it will also be a late celebration of our anniversary. I can't wait to see what he has planned for us.
Over the last 3 months, I've received 4 more bouquets from this secret admirer with cryptic messages on them. It's starting to worry us. This has been going on way too long.
We're having Elijah and Penny's birthday parties today in our meadow. We don't want to go over to Grey's manor more than we have to. It still makes everyone sad, even after all of this time.
Dad's still been going to the doctor and they say that his cholesterol has improved significantly. He is on vitamins now as well, to keep him strong and healthy.
Much to Christian's dismay. My dad took me out and taught me the basics of gun safety and gave me a refresher course to teach me how to properly handle and shoot a gun. I'm much more confident with my shooting skills now. Christian loathes guns, but he understands that I'm just learning more ways to protect myself. I purchased a couple of guns under my dad's advisement. We have one locked in the glovebox of my personal car and I have one locked up in the house.
Dad also encouraged me to freshen up on my self-defense, so I've been working with Claude.
Christian is aware of where it is so that he doesn't worry that the kids will get ahold of it.
We're just finishing up preparations for the birthday party whenever Kate, Elliot, Ava, and Beau arrive. We welcome them and then each of the other kids invited a couple of their friends so that they aren't lonely as we celebrate the twins' births.
Once everyone arrives, everyone enjoys the festivities. I sit back on the deck and talk to Kate for a little while. All of the sudden, the conversation gets serious. "Ana, I have to tell you something." Kate says.
I furrow my brow. "What is it, Kate?"
"Well, I don't want you to panic, but we recently found out that Ethan escaped from prison. They've been constantly coming to our family to check if we'd seen or heard from him. It happened about a month ago."
I gasp and shake my head. It will be okay, right? "Thank you for telling me. I will let Christian know so that we can adjust security measures as necessary."
She nods and we veer away from the serious subject matter. We all have a glorious time with our children and it's a pretty great day together.
I find Liam pretty close to his friend. I decide to approach him. I wonder if maybe he's more than friends with this boy. "Hey, Liam." I say as I approach. He looks at me and this is when I realize that he's holding hands with his friend. Whenever they see me, they quickly let go of each other's hands. "Is this your friend?" I ask.
"Yes, Mom. This is Trevor. Trevor, this is my mom."
I offer Trevor my hand to shake. "It's nice to meet you, Trevor."
"It's nice to meet you as well, Mrs. Grey." He says.
"Please call me Ana. Are you boys enjoying yourselves?" They share a look and a smile.
"We are." Liam answers, "Mom, Trevor is more than a friend. He's my boyfriend."
I smile. "Well, that's great! I guess that we will see each other more then, Trevor."
"I guess so." He replies.
"I've got to get back to the other guests, but enjoy yourselves."
They both nod. Whenever everyone leaves, we put the kids to bed and then Christian and I go and have some wine in the family room. "Christian?"
"Yes, baby?" he replies.
"Kate informed me today that Ethan escaped from prison about a month ago."
"Shit. We will need to put an extra CPO on you, then." I nod.
"Thank you." We sit and talk for a little while longer before I beg him to take me to the playroom. He agrees to and takes me up and we enjoy an extremely pleasurable experience in the playroom before we go to sleep, safe and sated, in one another's arms.