My eyes are closed and I can feel his body against my own. I know now how much I have missed this, to feel him here with me again, our lips still in our heated kiss.

I push my tongue forward, wanting, searching. It runs over his lips teasing his mouth to give me access. He surrenders to me and opens it, my tongue pushing inside. I find his own and they begin to dance together as my hands reach out to hold him close. I pull him close against me. His warmth floods into my skin as my hands pull at his top to lift it up. His hands move down gripping my hands and he breaks the kiss. Why? Why is he stopping this? He gazes into my eyes and mutters quietly:

"I have to stay in control. "

"Okay." I breathe.

Where is he going with this? Does he want us to stop? I stand there in front of him while he looks at me. His eyes trail up and down my body as I blush a little under his intense gaze.

"That dress is beautiful. Now take it off." I stare wide-eyed at him.

He is ordering me to strip and my mouth goes dry. "Ana don't make me wait or I'll tear it off myself. It would be such a shame to destroy such a pretty dress." My jaw falls open, he would tear it off me. I still have not moved.

"Fine, clearly I have rendered you speechless. I'll do it then." He steps towards me as I quickly realize our size difference. Even in these heels I don't match his height.

His body is barely touching mine, but not even an inch is between us... Still, I can feel his every move. His hands move slowly and touch my fingertips. I go to take his hands, but his fingers trail up to my wrists. His touch sends fire through my whole body and, as his fingers move up to both my arms, I close my eyes giving into his touch until they move over my shoulders and onto the straps of the dress. I feel his fingers hook under and holding them firmly and then he pulls hard. I hear a loud rip that startles me.

I open my eyes to see that my dress is now around my waist and my white bra is exposed. The dress is torn at both straps as I feel it slip down slowly to my feet while caressing my body. I'm grateful that I'm wearing matching white underwear and not random pieces as usual.

His lips are so close to my face and I want to reach forward and take hold of him. He leans into my ear, breath hot on my neck.

"I know you want to touch me. Remember I'm in control here. Understood?" He whispers as his words intoxicate my mind.

"Yes." I moan softly.

"Call me sir." He teases.

"Yes, sir," I say. I will do anything for him.

He takes a step back from me as I stand there in my underwear and heels. I blush as he watches me. What does he want me to do for him? Beg? Dance? What? He smiles.

"Miss Steele, we need to work on your direction skills. When I tell you to do something you do it. Understood?" He says to me. I nod my head as he stares at me. My inner devil gives me the answer without hesitating:

"Yes sir." I breathe out. "

I see a smile pass over his lips and my eyes look back at him in return. Even with the stubble he looks handsome. My eyes take in the black shirt he is wearing open at the collar to show his neck and a little of his collarbone. I want my lips all over it. When my gaze falls to his tight grey jeans, I gasp. He is pleased with how I look as the bulge shows in his jeans. My eyes stay fixed on it as he calls out his next order.

"Raise your arms above your head." I don't move and my eyes are still stuck on his crotch.

"Ana, raise your hands now." He demands. I quickly look back up at him and lift my hands above my head straight into the air.

"Spread your legs. I won't ask twice." His gaze is dark and smoldering. I instantly do as he ordered, spreading my legs open.

I see his fingers move up to his mouth as I stand there exposed in my underwear. He smirks and I feel my whole body tighten up right down to my core. But it's more than that, as I feel bound. Bound to him.

"I hope you are not to attached to that underwear, Miss Steele." His words drip in my mind numbing my body to anything but him.

He stalks forward and I'm stuck in place. He lands a searing hot kiss onto my mouth that forces me to cry out in pleasure. He takes my neck and pulls me hard against his body. His erection slams into my hips and his lips are on mine, hard. There is so much passion spilling from this kiss. His hand slips from my neck and moves down the front of my chest and into my bra. I feel his finger trace my nipple, making me pant; then with one hard tug and rip, he tears off my bra so quickly that I don't even feel it. My nipples harden as the cool rush of air hits them, even as my body is on fire. He pulls away from the kiss, that sexy smirk on his lips.

His hand goes back to my breasts. His fingers brush lightly over each nipple sending shocks down to my core. My eyes are hooded with pleasure as I don't want to break eye contact with him. I can feel those fingers dipping lower onto my stomach, sliding down as I gasp.

"Please." His fingers touch the edge of my underwear and he traces his finger on the line. He hasn't even touched me there and I'm beyond wet.

He tugs and I moan out as my underwear is torn away. It's too much, I have to touch him. I can't help myself, I move for him as he steps back, only I can't. I look up to see both of my wrists tied with white rope. The rope leads up to the large lighting fixture. I try to pull against it to find it's tight to my wrists. I turn my eyes down to see a rope tied around each ankle keeping my legs spread. I look back up at him and his gaze is filled with lust and desire for me.

My inner devil is bouncing around with hitched breath waiting for him to touch me as I nod my head towards him. I don't know if he was waiting for permission, but the moment I do, he walks over to me, taking hold of my chin and raising my head as to look into each others' eyes.

"You're mine." He says heatedly.

The words fill my core with need, as I see his hands produce a Baton with leather strips coming from one end. My eyes are fixed on it as he follows my gaze to the object in his hands.

"It's called a flogger, and I'm going to use it on you." He says in a cool, serious tone. His hand flicks it for effect.

Oh, fuck!

My inner angel has gone and is hiding behind the sofa, meanwhile my inner devil is staring open mouthed at the flogger clapping her hands. He takes hold of the flogger and runs it over my shoulders. The feeling is like a light tickle, a gentle caress, as the leather strips brush softly against my skin. He moves it over my shoulders and around to my back as he has access to every part of me. The strips roll over my shoulder blades and for a split second I wonder if this is what made the marks on his skin. The touch disappears from my skin and then it hits me fast, right between the shoulder blades. It's a hard slap sound and I bite my lip expecting pain, but there is none... Only a sweet dark sensation that drives down to my damp core.

I can't see him while he is behind me. I try to turn my body to look at him, then he comes back into my view from the other side. The flogger trails back onto my skin over my stomach and around in front of him. He looks at me with such a commanding gaze and I'm powerless.

I can't resist. I want his touch on my skin as the flogger teases me with its leather strips over my breasts. He pulls it from my body and I'm panting. What the hell is he doing to me? His arm pulls back the flogger and he swings it back towards against my breast.

Ohh, my body reacts to both sensations instantly. The slap of it on my breast sends shivers down my spine. The reaction on my nipple is an instant jolt through my whole body, like electricity. It's powerful and fast and incredibly pleasurable. He trails the flogger over both my breasts and I find myself pushing them forward to meet it. I look into his eyes expecting that hot smirk, but there is none. Instead, his jaw is locked and he has a deliciously taunting look in his eyes. It's dark, but lord is it sexy. The flogger moves back and forward, back and forward over my breasts.

"Ahhh." I gasp out. He steps closer to me and I look into his eyes.

"You need to remain quiet and don't lick your lip." He tells me in a deep dark tone that pulls at every inch of my body. I didn't even realize I was doing it. His hand moves over the soft skin of my stomach and slips over my hip. I close my eyes enjoying the feeling. It moves around and down as the warmth from his skin sets my body ablaze. His fingers touch the base of my spine and he runs one down between my cheeks. I'm shivering, it feels so good. His fingers stop and move away and then he slaps me. It's hard and fast and grabs my attention. My eyes fly open and I stare at him with lust.

He stares at me and takes another step back. The flogger moves back onto my skin, stroking it with those leather strips as it moves down my stomach and around the side of my hips. Now, he's moving behind me and I can't gaze at him anymore. I just hold onto the feeling of the flogger brushing where his hand traveled down.

My body is responding to the feel of it, as I desperately try to push my rear towards its touch.

Then there is nothing. I stand still waiting for the flogger to come down against my skin, but there's nothing. Time seems to stretch out. What is he doing? This waiting is torture, I need to feel him. I try to look over my shoulder when his hand connects with my rear. The sudden shock makes me yelp out. My inner devil squeals in joy as my inner angel whispers to be quiet or he may use something more painful than the flogger. There is another sharp blow to my other cheek and I swallow my gasp as the pleasure hits my whole body. He wants me quiet so I will be. The flogger brushes on my thighs directly below each of my tingling cheeks. It softly slips from one thigh over to the other.

He is coming in front of me again, only now I can enjoy staring at him. His top has gone and I can see his perfect chest. It looks so hot, I want to bury my head into it. I need to feel him against me, touching my body. No flogger, just him and his hands and lips and that erection. My eyes fall onto his jeans and I see that his arousal for me is evident. Those jeans are hanging on his hips by some impossible force. There is no belt. My mind replays how fun his belt was. He doesn't need it now, as I'm tied up already. The flogger strokes over my upper thigh and comes to rest between both. My whole body is pulsing from that very area and it's like he has drawn a map over my body with it to reach the end. The leather strips brush down there, but what I crave is something inside.

I close my eyes and the touch stops. I open them looking right at him as he has pulled the flogger back, holding it carefully with all the poise of a man who has done this for a long time or had training in it. My thoughts are derailed as he brings the flogger down between my thighs. I gasp out as all the sensations of my body flood there at once. I expect him to do it again as I feel something push deep down to gain access. With my eyes closed I sigh, he is finally going to take me. It's only when it pushes against my clitoris that my eyes open to see he has turned the flogger round and is using the handle to tease me. The pleasure is too much, and I cry out as my body gives into the pleasure and I explode against the flogger. He is so close now that I can lean my head against his shoulder as I feel myself come down.

I'm still panting against his chest when I hear a noise. I open my eyes to see that the flogger is now on the floor. He has dropped it. Why? My mind snaps, did I do something wrong? I pull my head away from him and stare up into those gorgeous grey eyes. They are dark, like the raging sea of a storm, but in that storm I see the wave of desire, of him wanting to claim everything as his own. That everything somehow seems to be me.

I hear a soft plop, and lowering my gaze I can see that he has opened the button on his jeans and then his hands reach his zipper. There is no need for magic now, he is doing it slowly, oh so slowly as if taunting me.

I'm not sure whether it's to make me more turned on by teasing me or to let me enjoy it. My mind believes the first is true, my body thinks it's the second. The zipper moves ever so slowly, and I feel almost as if time is standing still.

Finally, the zipper reaches the end, and his hands grip his jeans pulling them down and off. It seems like it's been so long since I've seen him like this. Did all that really fit inside me? My mind remembers it over and over again. I shake my head and try to focus, he's here, right now, gloriously naked before me and yet I can't touch him. I feel like a kid in a candy store that's been reprimanded. I lift my eyes to him, pleading for him to release me. Instead, he kisses me.

Any other thought I had is silenced at that moment by his lips against my own. He inspects every part of my body as I stand there outstretched. His hand moves up over my neck and into the back of my hair. It's a soft and gentle motion that seems practiced. His fingers slip into my hair, gripping a handful and tugging hard. It doesn't hurt me but forces my mouth to open more and let his tongue in. He pulls at my hair even when he releases my mouth from being held captive by his own. I'm up against him as his body is so intoxicating and so close to my own. I feel like he controls my every sense. Maybe it's him using magic on you, my inner angel spits out. I don't listen to her as I can feel his erection digging into me, which easily distracts me from any other thought.

From out of nowhere he produces a foil packet in his hands. The joys of his magic hold no bounds. My mind goes silent when he tears the packet open and slips it onto himself as his eyes almost seem hypnotic. His hands reach out and take a hold of my thighs and he pulls my legs up. I'm just about to tell him the position won't work as my feet are tied together when suddenly my legs are either side of him. The rope tying them together is gone as I'm supported by his hands gripping my sides.

He slides his hands along on my rear and I feel him sink fully inside me, making me moan in his ear. He holds me tight so the ropes don't become loose on my wrists and I feel his whole body pressed to mine. My nipples run against his chest hair, adding to the pleasure overload my body has been receiving. I can feel him diving into me over and over and over again. My heart is pounding so fast as he teases me with my favourite pleasure tool. With how extreme my first release was I know that my second will be even more intense and builds up much faster, and he knows that too.

We've only been away from each other for four days, but right now it seems like a lifetime. His speed increases which only adds to the pressure for my release. He leans in and kisses the side of my neck so softly and gently compared to the hard thrusting he is giving me. I can't stop myself and I climax, my lips moving forward and, before I can stop myself, I bite his shoulder. As the pleasure washes over me, he thrusts once more and stills, as his whole body goes rigid and I feel his release deep inside of me.

We stay like that together happy and content. I release my teeth from his skin. Looking down I see that I have not broken the skin, but the indents marked into my man from my pleasure bite are visible. I feel the pressure on my wrists and arms vanish, as the ropes fall at my feet and my legs instinctively tighten their hold on his hips.

It's only then that I realize how tired I actually am. My body slumps against his as he easily holds me tightly.

I feel his breath on my neck. "Ana, you're exhausted." He whispers into my ear and I nod. "Looks like I will have to train you to last longer" He teases.

My mind tries to process what he said. I just had my brain scrambled, not to mention two of the most enjoyable moments in my life and he wants me to last longer.

"Let's get you into bed." He says and starts walking towards his bedroom. I'm still wrapped around him naked and he is holding me by my rear. I could sleep in his arms like this forever.

We head into his bedroom and I take in the view of his bed and it's a welcoming sight. I just want to be in that bed right now, with him holding me. He walks over to the foot of the bed and then lets my legs down. I look up at him confused. Why didn't he put me in bed?

"Ana turn around and Rayd over." He says to me. I don't understand, I thought we were heading to bed. Part of my body is excited at the idea of the amazing time we had before.

"You're still wearing your shoes." I look down to see the high heels are the only item still on me. He is clearly still aroused as I get a look at his erection aimed towards me. I turn and Rayd over my hands leaning against the mattress. I feel his breath on my thighs as he kneels down behind me, taking my right foot.

"Lift." He tells me and I comply. He slips my heel off placing it down on the floor. His fingers push into my instep tenderly, causing my breath to quicken. I can still feel him breathing against my thighs as he places my foot down and slides his hands over to the other. Rayt in this position I'm completely exposed to him, and it feels deliciously forbidden for him to be able to gaze at my core so easily.

"Lift." He tells me again. This time my body clenches as his breath lands right between my legs. I weakly balance on my other leg and lift my foot up for him. His fingers deftly open the strap and pull the belt free slipping the second heel off. His touch feels so gentle and his fingers teasingly pull at all my toes at once sending a small tremor through my whole body. I feel his nose touch my core as I feel his tongue give one long, deep lick against my clitoris. My whole body tenses.

"Ohh Ana, I need to." My body is ready to go, even if I feel exhausted.

"Now." I moan into the bed. He stands up behind me and I hear the rip of the foil packet. I'm leaning over the bed in anticipation of him entering me. Just when I can't take anymore he fills me up hard in one strong powerful thrust. I'm his completely. I feel him deeper, stronger than before. He begins to push back and forth, slowly. The movement of his body is exquisite and has me moaning. I grip the bed sheets for support, but it offers little resistance against his powerful thrusts and I almost topple over.

I reach my hands back to grab his waist to push back against him. My fingers brush against his stomach as my hands spread over his hips. His hands snatch my wrists up and he holds me again as I hear a noise over my shoulder. He grabs at my hair pulling it back as I can feel a tightness on my wrists. It's plastic and barely cutting into them, but I don't care as the pleasure of Christian is too enjoyable to focus on anything else.

He pushes and pulls me harder onto him as I'm moaning out loud. I'm too far gone as he changes his pace too long deep thrusts. The sudden change is too much for my body and after a few thrusts I can feel the tidal wave of pleasure wash over me. My whole body slams back into him and I hear him fight against a moan as the wave catches both of us. We're both still panting heavily with him inside me. He slowly pulls out, causing me to flinch at the discomfort.

My eyes are growing heavy as I'm resting my head against the bed sheet. He tosses the condom into the trash can and moves back behind me again. He frees my wrists as I see him toss a cut cable tie into the trash too. He lifts me up, carrying me like a princess to the bed and sets me down onto the mattress.

"Sweet beautiful Ana, dream of me." His voice rolls out the words so sweet and tender. Without another word, I close my eyes. To sleep, to dream of him.

(Well Merry Christmas too all. Now she has her memories back thought I would give you a nice large chapter that is my Christmas treat to you lovely readers. I hope you enjoy it.

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