As we both got into the elevator I could hear it in both of our breathing patterns. Deep labored breaths. I could feel my desire building up for him. Looking up at him his gaze is already on me. I see his jaw tighten. I want to kiss along every inch of it. He takes a step closer to me and I'm lifting my head in anticipation of his kiss. The ping of the elevator doors makes me open my eyes. His hand slips into mine as he looks down at my fingers. I'm sure he can feel the pulse through my body. He guides me into the penthouse. I expect to head towards his bedroom however he leads me down onto the L-shaped sofa. He places his hand on my shoulder to stop me. His fingers let go of my hand as I turn to face him. His deep grey eyes are admiring my body. I feel his eyes looking me up and down as I remain there.

"Undress for me." He asks. I feel it's more like a command.

I bow my head and careful slip my heels off doing my best to stay balanced. My hands feel like they are under his command as I reach up and pull one strap off my shoulder then the other strap. I tug at the dress on my hips and it softly falls to the floor. I'm wearing a sexy pair of Christmas underwear and matching bra the girls got me at work last Christmas. I still have my head down as I hear his gasp.

I raise my eyes to him and he is standing three feet away. His eyes are filled with lust and I can see the desire in other parts of his body.

"Do you like it?" I ask shyly.

"Ana you're so beautiful." He breathes. I feel my familiar blush moving up my body as I stay there under his watchful gaze.

"Turn around." He commands me. My body responds as I turn on the spot to face the back of the sofa. I can't see him, but I hear him slowly step towards me. I feel his body press against my back as I close my eyes. His touch is intoxicating as he leans in and whispers into my ear.

"Are you ready?" He whispers teasingly. A gasp escapes my throat.

"Yes." I moan pleading with him. His hands reach out and take my own. He leans against my back pushing me over. I can feel his breath on my back as he lets me rest my hands on the back of the sofa.

"Hold this." He orders.

I grab hold of the sofa as his lips touch my back. It feels like a splash of water on my skin. I gasp out arching my back towards his mouth. His lips trail kisses over the skin of my back. His lips drag slow softly I want to cry out for more. I bite my lip to stop as I feel his teeth on my bra clasp. He moves his tongue over the material and I feel a pop. He can't have, can he? As his mouth moves away I feel my bra straps slide down my arms. He opened my bra with his mouth. I gasp in amazement then the hard slap lands on my skin.

I feel it against my rear. I look over my shoulder at Christian. His eyes dark grey staring into me.

"You still need to be punished. You didn't think I would let you get away with it, did you? That was naughty of you making me take your virginity. I'm going to spank you ten times." He says his words rolling out like liquid silk into my ears.

My body wants him and without a thought my mouth answers.

"Yes." I sigh.

He runs his hand over my lower cheek as I feel his fingers needing my flesh. His touch feels to good I want more. Slap. The pain is quick and sudden but oh so pleasurable. I moan out as another slap hits my other cheek. I want more of his touch as I begin to turn round and another slap. I bite my lip as my body responds. My rear pushing into his hand more on each and every slap. Slap. His hand strokes my rear for a moment rubbing my tender flesh then slap.

"Cough."

The sound is from near the elevator doors. I feel Christian quickly stand tight against my rear. His erection in his pants pushing against me. I want to sway my hips and grind onto him. Then I hear another voice.

"Is there anything else you need Mr. Grey?" Taylor? Taylor is here!

I go to move, but Christian's hands grip my waist. I'm going to die of embarrassment right now. I'm standing in Christmas panties while getting spanked and Taylor can see.

"That will be all Taylor." I hear Christian say and then the elevator doors close. He is gone and I finally breathe a sigh of relief. "Now where was I? Oh yes, seven." What is he going to... Slap.

"Ohhh." I moan out softly. I maybe crimson right now, but this feels so good. Slap yes. I only have one more to go and my rear is feeling tender. Slap. My head dips into the back of the sofa as I'm panting for breath.

Fuck that was erotic. The sound in the room is muffled by the pillows against my face. My body is on a high from the spanking when I feel him fully sink inside of me. I moan out loud into his apartment. My hands grip down on the sofa back as he begins thrusting into me. I know due to the spanking I won't last long as I need my release. His hands reach around and grip my hips as Taylor's interruption is forgotten about. I feel the pressure build like a tank ready to explode. His thrusting increases and I gasp out.

"I'm coming." My whole body slams back against him as I clench around him letting myself ride it out.

I hear the deep groan from behind me, knowing he has found his release too. My head falls into the sofa as I feel all the tension slip from my body. I look over my shoulder to see him fully clothed only his zipper is open. I feel like I can barely move as he reaches around and lifts me up into his arms and takes me into his bedroom. I'm still in just my Christmas underwear when he puts me into bed and pulls the blanket over me. As I start to drift off I see him undressing moving around the room. I'm asleep before he gets in bed with me.

I slowly roll over feeling the soft satin sheets rubbing against my skin. It's dark in the room must still be late then. As I slowly open my eyes to see the peaceful face of Christian sleeping next to me. It takes my eyes a few moments to adjust but then I can see him clearly. I stare at his face getting to see his perfect jaw, his sensual lips, His strong nose, His fully black staring eyes. What? My heart rate spikes.

I pull back startled as I look at him sleeping peacefully his eyelids are closed. Was that a dream? A nightmare? I rest my head back on the pillow gazing at his handsome face until I finally fall asleep again. It takes me awhile with that image in my head, but I finally drift off.

(So Ana did receive her punishment after all. That was not a good time for Taylor to walk in. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and are looking forward to the next one. Please let me know your thoughts in the reviews. What's everyone's thoughts on the last part? do remember to follow and favourite this story. Thank you. SJamesW.)