After an early night, I awake as Kate leaves, it's quite a late start for me; I want to go to work this morning, not that I have told anyone. I eat some breakfast when the mail falls onto the mat and I sort through it, separating mine from Kate's. A typed envelope catches my eye and I almost instinctively know it's another nasty letter. I pick it up by the corner, put it in a plastic bag and slip it into my briefcase.
I put on a smart suit but find they are already getting tight around my waist, leave the apartment and let Taylor know what I am doing.
"But Miss Steele, Mr Grey insists you need to stay at home" he pleads.
"I know Taylor but I need to see him and quickly" I stress "You can drive me yourself if that makes you feel any better"
"Yes ma'am" as he opens the door to his car. He drives slowly and very carefully. His phone rings.
"Yes Sir, en route with pc" he says. Pc? Not sure what that means.
"Taylor, what does pc mean?" I ask.
"Precious cargo" he replies with a smile.
"Oh, is that Christian's call sign for me then?" I giggle.
"Yes ma'am" I like Taylor I decide.
I put my arm in the sling just in case the press are stalking SIP for a story again and although not as many as before, a diehard set of reporters seem to follow us around from place to place if they can.
Taylor opens the door and I step out, the flash of bulbs is always distracting, more questions are being fired my way, how is the arm? Is everything ok in your relationship?, should you be here today? Hah! As if they care about my health and wellbeing.
Christian meets me at the elevator doors on level twenty.
"What's happening Ana? I told you not to come in to work today" he scolds
"I know you did but can we go into your office please, Taylor too" I ask, Christian sees the look on my face and decides not to argue.
"Sure baby" he whispers. Christian signals for Taylor to follow and we enter his office.
"I received this in the mail today, I haven't opened it but I know it's another letter, so I picked it up by the very corner and put it in a plastic bag in case of fingerprints" I feel proud of myself.
"We remembered pumpkin" Christian says affectionately "Taylor, glove up and open the envelope just in case it's junk, I don't want SPD laughing because we sent them a flyer for Chinese take-out"
"Of course Sir" Taylor leaves the room and returns with a large sheet of paper, gloves and a new plastic bag. He carefully opens the envelope and extracts the sheet of paper and opens it, I was right, I see letters cut from a newspaper saying 'THIS DOESN'T CHANGE ANYTHING BITCH' I take a deep breath. Christian tells Taylor to take it away to the forensic team at SPD before turning to me and reassuring me that I will be fine.
"I may as well do some work while I am here, that way you can keep a personal eye on me" I wink at him.
"Alright but no more than a couple of hours ok?" he says firmly. I head to my desk and relish reading some manuscripts. I feel useful and occupied for a while. I start to feel hungry so I make my way to Christian's office, Vicky tells me he is on a conference call but it should be finished in the next ten minutes or so. We make polite conversation until her intercom buzzes and he asks her to bring in the Denison file. She tells him I am waiting and the next minute is office door flies open and he comes out to see me.
"Is everything ok Miss Steele?" He looks concerned but when I smile, I see a twinkle in his eyes.
"I need to discuss the Emerald manuscript with you, if you have time of course?" I am playing with him now.
"Of course I have time, please do come in" he looks over at Vicky and asks her to hold his calls for thirty minutes.
"This is a surprise Miss Steele" he is playing with me too and we walk over to his desk.
I feel a sudden need for body contact, skin to skin. I push him down into his swivel chair and kneel between his legs; I unbuckle his belt, pop the button and lower the zip. I can see his arousal forming with just those actions. I remove his silver tie and secure one hand to the arm rest of the chair; I remove the belt from his trousers and tie the other arm down.
His eyes are burning and I lean over and kiss him, I use my tip of my tongue to trace the outline of his lips before pushing in to make contact with his.
"Ana, Ana what you do to me" as I pull his trousers down to the floor and release his growing erection from his boxers. I undo his shirt buttons and run my hands up and down his chest, feeling every contour of his muscles and structure before allowing my hands to roam lower and lower until I reach his now fully erect penis. I lean over, tease the tip with my tongue and revel in the reaction that produces. His hands are clenched and he is hissing through his teeth, when I take his full length into my mouth, swirling my tongue and sucking along his shaft as I withdraw and I repeat the action again and again until his back arches and he releases a long panty wetting moan. He licks his lips so sensually that I just have to go and taste them again.
I watch him watching me remove my clothing piece by piece, touching my body as I go, pinching my nipples and groaning as I do. He writhes in the chair, unable to move or touch me but his eyes are filled with longing, lust and shear animal wanting.
I straddle his legs and gyrate my bottom in his face; I can almost feel the carnal thoughts coming from Christian. I turn around and push my breasts in his face and he responds by taking each nipple in turn, sucking, licking and biting. I groan with the sensuous feeling that invokes and then allow myself to be filled with his manhood. I ride him almost in desperation, I need him, I need this, it has been too long and now he is in my control, I call the shots, control the pace, depth and rhythm. I feel his breath quickening and getting more ragged as I ride him harder and faster. .mine! I come hard, panting and calling his name. After a moment he is still needing a release so I kneel between his legs again, using my hand to continue pumping, tweaking his nipples and teasing the inside of both thighs until I sense him building, I take him in my mouth again and taste his seed as he ejaculates. I release his hands one by one and he instantly pulls me in for a deep kiss.
"Oh Ana, you minx, where did that come from?" he smiles
"I needed you so much Christian" I say truthfully. I notice a frown appearing on his face.
"What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?" I ask beginning to panic a little.
"No No pumpkin, I got so carried away with that hot sexy body of yours, I forgot about the baby…err…babies, could we hurt them?" he asks.
"Not at the moment but no real kinky stuff or weird positions" I say "it will become more difficult later on when I am bigger"
"Vanilla with some small twists then" he chuckles and I will never tire of hearing that.
We tidy ourselves, get dressed and freshen up in the bathroom before I leave the office. I don't think I could do another hour of work after that intense session and I intend to go home and sleep for a few hours before heading to his parents for the weekend.
I throw some clothes in my overnight bag, along with toiletries and make up. I feel nervous about telling Mia and although I know Kate would not have told Elliot, I suspect he has an idea. I think Christian's grandparents will be around at some point and perhaps some close friends of the family. Calm I tell myself, no point in getting stressed; I can't afford to get stressed.
I lay down to rest and the next thing I know Christian is gently waking me up. Kate let him in and is getting ready herself. Christian volunteered to drive Kate there as well to save Elliot a double journey. I am yawning so much, I feel myself nodding off in the car again. I didn't realize how much this afternoons 'work out' at the office, took out of me. I am gently woken again when we arrive at Grey Manor. Grace and Carrick wait at the front door, Mia comes flying out from behind them squealing Christian, Kate and my name. If she could have hugged us all together, she would have. Elliot walks up, kisses and embraces Kate first. He shakes Christian's hand and pulls me into a hug, welcoming me back to Grey Manor.
Mia is chatting away so excitedly I can imagine she would have and probably still is a real nightmare at Thanksgiving, birthdays and holidays I chuckle. Grace and Carrick graciously welcome us all inside with hugs and warm words. It's almost as if I have arrived home to my own family, I feel so comfortable and happy to be here.
This evening is just lovely with everyone eating, chatting and laughing together, it's how I imagine proper families to be. Christian taps his glass with the handle of a spoon,
"Mom, dad, Mia, Elliot, Ana and I would like to announce that in approximately six months we will have the pitter patter of tiny feet" Mia's face was just fantastic, she went through disbelief, shock, acknowledgement and finally a realization of what has just been said.
"OH MY GOD CHRISTIAN!" Mia screeches "That's amazing" as she rushes over to hug us both. Elliot's reaction tells me he knew already but it would have been almost impossible for Kate to have kept it quiet with all the time she spent looking after me. He comes over and hugs both Christian and I. Carrick looks absolutely stunned, he eventually finds his feet and comes over to congratulate us. Grace is just smiling; the look of pride on her face is wonderful to see. We all sit down again and a hubbub of conversation is rumbling around the table when Christian taps his glass again. The room goes silent immediately
"Oh and I forgot to say that it is two sets of feet we are expecting" Mia is about to implode, Elliot laughs and smiles are seen all around the table. Glasses chinking in celebration, it feels like such a perfect moment.
I can't help myself when I let out a yawn. I apologize for my rudeness but at that point Christian excuses us both saying I need some rest. We head upstairs and I turn towards the guest bedroom when Christian pulls me to the other corridor and his room.
"Ana, you are carrying my children, I think my parents realize we have been sleeping together" doh silly me, I laugh.
I wash and undress before almost literally falling into bed, Christian climbs in beside me and pulls me into his arms and I fall asleep.
"What's going on here?" asks Christian.
"It's that bitch, she has trapped you, can't you see that?" cries Elena
"I most certainly have not trapped him you interfering witch" I snarl back.
"I was trying to warn her off you Christian" she goes over to touch him
"I don't need your help Elena" he shouts "I can figure things out myself, of course I know what she is doing"
"What? Christian, no!" I start to cry "I am not trapping you, please don't think that, it's not true"
"You wanted me at the restaurant and I was foolish enough to take the bait" he bites.
"No Christian, NO!"
A/N: Writing is going very well and I am currently working on chapter 39. This story has while yet to go with more twists and turns. I do want to assure you that there will be no main character death or cheating (Hard Limits). New updates will still be posted regularly on Tuesday and Friday, but you may get other updates interim if I find myself further ahead than planned. I like to keep a buffer of about 8 - 10 chapters as sometimes certain plot lines may not work, and I may have to pull them back and re-write. It's easier to do when chapters have not yet been posted.
A big thank you to my husband for all his encouragement as well as his efforts to proof the stories and challenge the ideas.