"Hey Ana does this dress make my ass look big" Kate asks as she walks into my room and I glance up from the laptop as she does a twirl and shake my head. The work of a best friend is never done.

"nope but, the frills are…. a lot, mmm what about that plum dress you wore to Ethan's graduation.?" she nods and seems to ponder this until her phone rings.

"hey baby, I was just thinking about you" her voice lowers as she leaves the room and I remember a very important detail of my night ice cream, I need ice cream I clamber out of bed and reach the kitchen in record time just as Kate is slipping on her heels. She's going over to Elliot's parents' house tonight to have dinner with them and since there also celebrating their three-month anniversary, Kate told me Elliot has a surprise planned for them. cute

"yeah, she is, why?" I look up in time to see Kates eyebrows come together as she looks up at me then shrugs, holding out her phone

"he wants to talk to you" my spoon stops mid-air as I stare at the phone "why?" I mouth and she shrugs shoving the phone into my chest as she yanks the ice-cream from my hand before trotting down the hallway

"hello" I answer and Elliot's boyish voice comes down the line

"hey Ana, are you screwing my brother" he asks and my mouth falls open

"excuse me?" I ask shocked then hear arguing from his side

"Kate told me you were going on a date with Christian and since my fucker of a brother of never tells me anythi…..hey! stop hitting me…..piss off…..moooooom Christian keeps hitting me" Elliot yells and although I'm shocked I can't help but giggle at his childish complaint. its silent for a few seconds before I hear a door slam

"Anastasia?" a voice asks that doesn't belong to Elliot

"mmhmm" I answer and hear his intake of breath

"Elliot can be retarded sometimes I apologise" he says slightly out of breath and I can't help but giggle

"it's ok" I answer and the line goes silent. A second later Kate wanders back into the kitchen ice-creamless grabbing her coat, so I dip into my bedroom and shut the door

"do you have your phone?" he asks

"yes" I say and spot my phone on the bedside table "why?" I ask and a second later it rings is that….

"is that you?" I ask then grab my phone and press accept

"hello"

"that's better, Elliot's choice of phone is worse than his taste in music" he says with distaste

"Ana, my phone" Kate opens the door and quickly grabs her phone, leaning down she kisses my cheek.

"don't wait up" she yells as the front door shuts then she's gone.

"so..how was work?" I ask lying on my stomach but all I hear is silence "hello?...Christian?" did he hang up?

"it was good" he answers but his voice echoes and I turn to see him standing in the doorway of my bedroom.

"how did you get in here?" I ask as he loosens his tie and comes to stand in front me

"change of plans, I have to fly to New York in the morning and won't be back for several days so we're going to have dinner" he says like it's something he does every day. Going to peoples houses and making them eat

"right now," I ask looking look down at my pink and white striped pyjama pants and tank top

"yes" he grabs my hand and yanks me into the kitchen where a bag sits on the table with 'the Olympic' written across the side in gold calligraphy. Moving around the table Christian starts emptying the bag, placing food on the table like it's something he's done a million times, He grabs a bottle of wine and unwraps the top

"cork screw?" he asks pulling me out of my thoughts and I nod moving past him I pull open the drawer beside the oven and hand him a cork screw. Leaning against the counter I watch as he unscrews the cork, his muscles flexing as he pulls the cork free and places the bottle on the table. that should not be such a turn on

"do you do things like this often?" I ask repeating his question from our lunch and his lips quirk as he glances at me then slowly shakes his head.

"sit" he orders after taking off his suit jack, laying it neatly on the back of the couch he sits. It's then I realise just how much food he got Jeez he brought enough to feed at least four people.

"where?" I ask just to be a smart ass and he looks at me, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly, he stands moving toward me, slowly like a predator he places his hands on my waist, his eyes dip to my braless cleavage then back to meet my eyes

"that smart mouth will get you in trouble Anastasia" he whispers causing all the hairs on my neck to stand on end as he spreads his hands on my back moving us backwards until he's sitting once more, he pushes his knee between my legs, spreading them he yanks me forward so I end up straddling his legs. I gasp, grasping his shoulders for support.

"here will do" he smirks "now close your eye" he asks quietly and I tilt my head giving him an odd look, but comply and feel him lean forward so our chest are touching and I can feel his breath on my neck, wow he smells good really good

"open" he whispers and my lips part as he places something on my bottom lip "wider" he demands and my whole-body heats as I part my lips wider and he places bread? Yes, bread in my mouth, its covered in a dip I can't place but it's delicious so I chew and feel Christians legs relax beneath me.

slowly I open my eyes and find he's watching me, his eyes hooded, his lips parted. his hair is a mess like he's been running his hands through it all day and the top two buttons of his shirt are undone, his sleeves are rolled up to his elbow. He looks relaxed and beautiful. but tired.

"my turn. eyes closed" I ask quietly and his eyes widen a fraction in surprise? Fear? "please" I jut out my bottom lip and he rolls his eyes but closes them anyway.

Swivelling in Christian lap, he groans and cracks a lid, adjusting himself he grabs my hips moving me further up his lap so I can feel just what his problem is, I blush feeling just how hard he is and just to be a tease I wiggle a bit

"eyes closed" I point an accusing finger at him and he smiles closing his eyes again, I pull some bread off a baguette and look over the array of dips hmmm I dip the bread into a white Sauce and place it on his bottom lip

"open" I demand and his lips part, his hands tighten on my waist as he takes a bite and chews, i smile as he relax's and lean in placing a kiss first on his left then right eyelid and his breathing quickens as I move further down, kissing his cheek, the tip of his nose and the corner of his mouth.

"Ana" his voice sounds strained like he's holding onto his last bit of self-restraint so I lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips and like that he unravels.

His hand travels up my back and wraps around the nape of neck, holding me securely his other hand travels down my stomach and slides into my panties, my breath catches in my throat as he rubs my clit in slow circles, not letting me break the kiss he bites my bottom lip and groans when I grip his hair and pull hard

"wrap your legs around me" he pants, gripping under my thighs, he stands forcing the chair we were sitting on to slam against the floor. he walks the few steps to my bedroom, his lips on my neck, he stops at the foot of my bed then I'm airborne, my back hitting the comforter. Christians eye are primal, greedy as his gaze travels down my body, he unties the buttons of his shirt letting it fall from his shoulders, his pants follow suit until he's standing naked and heat pools between my legs. Leaning his knee on the bed he grabs my ankles and yanks me down the bed, hooking his fingers into the sides of my pyjamas, I lift my hips, and he drags the material down my thighs, dropping them to the floor, my tank follows until I'm naked, Dropping to his knees, he lifts my legs to rest on his shoulder, his lips trailing up the inside of my thigh, my hips jerk when his mouth makes contact with my clit, his tongue moving in slow circles, he slips two fingers inside me, my hips rocking to the rhythm of his fingers.

"Christian" I moan gripping the sheets "please.."

"what do you want baby" he asks adding another finger

"you" I moan, my back arching off the bed as I explode around his fingers.

"well we aim to please miss steel" his hands grip my hips moving us further up the bed, and my legs fall to his waist in a loose grip

"you are mine" He sinks into me, rocking his hips, placing his hands at either side of my head, his head drops leaving a trail of kisses along my neck, I moan gripping the back of his neck and pull his lips to mine. then he really starts to move

my hips rock meeting his relentless pace, and my heels dig into his ass.

The feeling starts at my toes climbing every nerve until it settles behind my eyelids,. "look at me Ana" he demands and my eyes settle on his "come on baby" he gasps "give it to me"

He pinches my nipple and my body arches, shattering into a million pieces

"Ana, oh fuck" Christian groans finding his release before collapsing on top of me.