Author's Note: Hello friends okay, so here is my very lemon infused update! If lemons aren't for you, please just read about 1/3 of it, maybe even half of it…. Anyway, it's not imperative, but it's fun. ;)

I wanted to update this weekend, so here it is! Also, let me know if you guys still want any more lemons. x

"Thank you," I smiled at him, we both sat crossed legged while our legs touched. Here goes nothing… or everything? Shit. Let's get it together. "I want to stay here."

"Not possible, let's move on," he dismisses me.

I groan. "Christian, I want to," I begin, but turn around and change my tactics, "my uncle's probably in trouble."

"I'll help him," he reassures me… okay, maybe this isn't really working. dv

"Christian, what if I told you that I wanted to stay with you?" I ask slowly.

He looks with searching eyes, "Nothing would make me happier than to be with you, but it's not something I can let you do. I deeply care for you; I won't be selfish."

"But I want to stay…" I shake my head at my words, "I don't know how to explain it..." I hold his hands in mine. "I know what you feel for me is much more than I do for you, but I don't know… I feel like I can reciprocate it... eventually," I say shyly. "Don't get me wrong, it won't happen tomorrow, but my feelings for you have grown stronger with every passing day we've had together."

"Ana…" he tears one of his hands away from mine and runs it through his hair. "I was wrong…" He quickly jumps from the bed and walks away from me.

"What?" I asked frantic.

"I don't want you to live in my world, you would be constant danger," he shakes his head, almost like he was reprimanding himself. "No, you can't stay here, you have to go."

"What?" I look at him again, "what is wrong with you? Wasn't it just four hours ago you had your hands all over me and had me promise you that you could do it again? You're being ridiculous."

"Ana," he turns to me, "my feelings haven't changed, but you can't stay here."

"Well I'm a grown woman, I can do whatever the hell I want!" I get off the bed and stick my finger into his chest.

"You know-"

"No, you've spewed enough shit," I huff, "if you make me leave you're not any better than my uncles, because you're not giving me a choice in the matter. You're trying to take my freedom of choice away from me." Though, I know that the two situations are different, Christian is still making these choices for me, and in all honesty I'm not afraid to play dirty. I just have a gut feeling that I need to stay here… with him.

"You're going to be the death of me," he groans. I give him a playful smile and then he lunges and ending up on the bed. His entire body covering mine as he placed kisses up and down my neck.

"So, you'll let me stay?" I ask.

"This isn't a good idea," he warns me in between feather-light kisses. "I just want you to be happy and safe."

"I will be happy… with you," I kiss his lips softly. It began heating up and soon we were fighting for power as our kisses became animalistic. We devour each other as he loses his shirt, and what a sight that was. Was this guy chiseled from marvel? I'm sorry I'm being so cliché, but he was completely beautiful. He had a sculpted abdomen, perfectly carved chest, and his large and well-muscled arms… just staring at him made me almost convulse in pure pleasure. I ran my hands on his back and felt all of his muscles. Ugh, this man was utter perfection.

He grinded his hips into mine and I felt his hardness… fuck, was this man hung, and the mere thought of what I was feeling lit my body on fire but also alerted me to the fact that we may seal the deal tonight. I was so nervous that I froze.

"What's wrong?" he asks, worried.

"I'm a virgin," I rasped out, face palming myself.

"Oh," he stopped moving.

"Sorry-" I replied, I turn my head so I wouldn't be able to see him.

He quickly hugged me to him harder, "You're so beautiful, don't hide from me, please." He turns my head to him, "I know it shouldn't matter and it wouldn't if you weren't."

I looked at him giving him a shy smile, "I know I act like I know everything, but I'm not … uh, experienced in the matter. I've tried to date but –"

"I don't want to hear about them," he interrupts me, "they don't exist." He kisses my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then finally my lips. "We'll take it slow."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes, darling, we'll go at your pace," he nibbles on my lips.

"Thank you," I smile at him.

"You're very welcome," he laughs, "so did you really mean it when you said that you felt something for me?"

I nod solemnly, "I didn't realize it until we were driving away from your house. I think it was the moment I felt afraid that you would bleed out and the thought of you not being around left me with this horrible pit in my stomach."

Without another word he kisses me again and encompasses me into a tight and warm embrace. "I love you more than my own life."

"I know," I kiss his neck, "I think I want to be with you."

"I haven't even taken you out on a date and aren't you being a little presumptuous?" he jokes, which he got a well-deserved hard swat on the arm.

"It's the twenty-first century, I can do and say what ever I want," I laugh, "and I want to stay and try this thing with you."

"I will make you the happiest woman on earth," he vows.

"I know," I kiss him again, "I would like to keep going if I didn't completely ruin the mood."

"You could never ruin the mood," he laughs. He starts to kiss my neck again, "Please tell me if this is too much." I could only nod as he continues to explore my body with his hands and mouth, he arrives at the top of my breasts and leaves small kisses in between each breast. He pulls my shirt up slightly, grabbing my torso in-between his hands, I felt so small.

"Can I take these off?" he asks, tugging the top of my pants and underwear.

I could only rasp out a quiet yes. I was completely speechless, it felt like he was worshipping my body.

"You are gorgeous," he coos. "Baby, this is all for you, okay? Just tell me to stop if it's too much."

I nod at him, as he works his way down between my thighs, nipping my skin, and then sucking on it. Making his way towards my slit; my entire body felt ignited. He grabs one thigh in each arm and presses his face on my clit.

"You smell delicious," he gives me a lascivious grin. All I could do was shiver under his gaze, he runs his tongue over my clit, then slips a finger in. My back arches as I run my hands into his hair, he pushes in another finger as he keeps his tongue on my clit. His eyes are still on me, but the intensity is too much so I closed them.

"Look at me," he commanded, making my eyes open wide and look straight at him. I groaned as he pushes his fingers in deeper, my climax was fast approaching, but when he pinched my clit with his other hand, I was a goner. I exploded around his fingers and scream out in complete ecstasy.

As my body slowly started to comes down from my high. He soon takes the same position again, but instead of his fingers he uses his tongue and the sensation that it brought me was completely out of this world, it was ethereal. I instinctively pulled on his hair and pushed him deeper… Every single flick and insertion sent bolts of electricity through my body, I couldn't deal with it, I scraped his arms with my fingernails, leaving a angry red lines and within moments I was a done. I wanted it to last longer but I physically felt like I was going to explode.

"Fuck, baby," he grunts as he climbs his way up my body, "you're body is amazing."

"Uh, no way, you are absolutely amazing," I compliment him, pulling him closer to my body, "please let me do something for you." I say as I grab his erection.

"Not tonight, that was for you," he shakes his head.

"But that can't feel good…" I pointed to his very erect appendage.

"It doesn't, but I can deal with it, I wanted to make you feel good," he explains.

I shake my head at him, "If you need to go do something, I won't mind. I'd rather that I helped, but if you won't allow it I think you should do something about it." He laughs, "Please?"

He groans, but concedes, "I'll be right back."

I giggle and wrap my body in his covers, and then sink down at his very comfortable king-sized bed. If that was just a little taste of what's to come, I don't think I'd ever want to leave. I smile goofily as I look at his side, there's a feeling of anticipation that has built up inside me, a happy anticipation. I could faintly hear him grunt in the washroom and instead of feeling like laughing, I became instantly aroused and a twinge of jealousy filled me, I wanted to do that for him. I wanted to feel and taste him. I hear the toilet flush and the water run, and then soon he was coming back into the room.

"Hey," I said as he climbs in.

"Hi," he kisses my forehead.

"Thank you," I nuzzle into his side.

"For what?"

"For that wonderful show of your tongue and finger dexterity," I tease.

"You ain't seen nothing yet," he winks at me.

"I was thinking…" I said after a few moments of my fingers running through his smooth skin.

"Mmmhmm?"

"I don't want you to do that anymore," I reply nonchalantly.

"Do what?" he furrows his eyebrows.

"Jerk off," I said plainly, his eyes shoot up incredulously, "don't get me wrong, I don't mean that you can't jack off ever… just that if I'm around I… I don't want you to do it."

"Oh," he exclaims in understanding, "you're a little possessive minx, aren't you?" He pounces on me and starts kissing my face all over.

"Yeah, I felt a little twinge of something when I heard you," I bit my bottom lip.

"Fuck, you're sexy."

"You are too," I laugh, "so do you promise?"

"Promise what?"

"That if I'm with you, you'll let me help with that," I grind my hips on his.

"Fuck," he hisses, "yes, I promise."

"Good," I bit his bottom lip and pull him deeper onto me.

"Not tonight," he groans, "you have no idea how much I want to, baby, but I want to give you more." I groan and unlatched my legs from around his hips, "Soon."

I sink back onto the bed next to him and pulls me into his chest, cocooned in his warmth.

"Goodnight, beautiful," he kisses the top of my head.

"Goodnight," I snuggle into his chest.

I'm actually happy, a little sexually frustrated, but happy as I lay in his arm.

xx

Morning came much too soon; I could hear his alarm going off and being swatted off quickly. His arm wraps around me as he buries his face into my hair, then groans when he starts to feel me stir. I could feel his very large erection on my back, which may I add was doing a lot more than waking me up. I quickly felt the sensation in between my thighs, so I rubbed them together in a hope for some friction.

He soon fell asleep again, which I took as my cue to watch him sleep. I turn to see his relaxed face, but before I could think of anything else, I made my way down south where his erection was still quite visible. I smile to myself and quickly take the covers off of him, he was still wearing his boxer briefs so as slowly and gently as I could I began to slide them off, which may I add is a feat all on its own.

Once I finally freed him, it was definitely a sight to behold. He was beautiful; can a penis actually be beautiful? Well, Christian's definitely is. Tentatively grabbing him in my hand, I felt ever ridge and vain of his wonderful appendage, he fit perfectly into my hand but if I was being honest his size and girth sort of worried me. The man is big. Shaking my thoughts away, I slowly put my tongue in between my lips tasting his salty skin. Fuck, this was turning me on. I slowly inched him deeper into my mouth until he filled my mouth completely, I couldn't fit all of him in, so I compensated with my hand. I felt his hips grind up as I ran my tongue down his shaft. I've seen a porno or two in my life and tried to remember how girls would go down on the guy. I closed my eyes and tried to remember, I began working my mouth down to his balls and using my two hands to jerk him off.

Feeling like he needed a bit more lubrication, I tried to take what I could of him in, when suddenly I felt his hand on my hair.

"Ana… what are you doing?" he rasps, I keep him in my mouth, but look straight into his eyes. He hisses, but tries to pull me off of him, "You don't have to do this."

I shake my head, but I stay in my position and continue on, he soon fists my hair with both hands as I continue my way down.

"Fuck, Ana," he groans, I can feel him holding back, not wanting to hurt me.

I take him out of my mouth, "I can handle it." Then, I quickly devour his cock again. His guttural groans and moans were unbearable, I could feel my wetness run down my thigh. I knew he was getting close, because his balls tightened, and he began rocking his hips up more erratically. And within moments, I could feel him coming in my mouth in four long spurts, he was deliciously salty. I cleaned his cock clean, and then swiped my lips on his tip tasting his remnants.

"Ana, wow, just wow," his mouth wide open. He me and pulls me up to him, devouring my lips.

"Baby, that was for you," I said slyly.

"You have no idea how much I want to be buried inside you," he grinds his already semi-hard erection into my hips.

"Please?" I asked.

"No, not now," he kisses my lips again, "but I will reciprocate."

"Ooof," I yelped when he flipped us over onto the other side. He quickly sunk his tongue deep into my wet sopping slit, then began thumbing my clit. The build up from seeing his body convulse and his big hands caressing my ass pulling me into him deeper meant that I came much too soon and within seconds he was licking up all of my juices.

"I've honestly ran out of superlatives," I brought him to me and kissed his lips, tasting myself. "If this is what sex is like I never want to leave this bedroom."

He gives me a lopsided grin and stands up from the bed, holding his hand for me to take, "Let's go get ready, we're meeting Carrick today."

"Okay," I say happily, jumping into him.