I barely even hear Christian excuse us both from the table, offering that he wants to show me around the grounds of the estate. From the bulge in his pants before, I doubt that is what he has in mind as he leads me out of the dining room.

I walk along side of him wondering what this big secret is. His mood seems to have become subdued since his warning to me. We walk through the long corridors of the house. I look over at him and he seems sullen. He must be thinking about what will scare me away so much. I need to distract him to pull him out of this mood he is in.

"So which rooms is yours?" I ask playfully.

"My room is upstairs, but I've barely ever stayed in it. That isn't part of the tour today." He answers.

"I was hoping to check out your room and maybe your bed," I say pouting.

He actually stops in the middle of the corridor and I look over my shoulder at him. His eyes have darkened into a raging storm of desire. My inner devil gives me a high five before diving into bed to await him.

"Ana, you're playing with fire." He smirks. I pull out one of Kate's lines.

"Then keep me wet so I don't get burned." I tease.

I hear the line hit the mark perfectly as he gasps out loud in the long corridor.

He's grabbed me by the hand and is leading me through the long corridors at a brisk pace while I try to keep up in my high heels. He pulls me towards one of the large sets of double doors only to find them partly open.

There is noise coming from inside. Christian glances in and turns around to face me.

"It's occupied." He whispers to me.

I lean in and see Kate pushed up against the wall her arms wrapped around Elliot. She is kissing him and his pants are caught round his ankles as her dress is up around her waist with her legs wrapped around him. I pull back covering my mouth to stop my gasp.

Christian grabs my hand and pulls me down the corridor, past a few more rooms, and pushes the door open. Through the huge tall bay window, moonlight pours through lighting the room we are in. It's a huge two-floor library with a large oak desk next to the window.

I'm still taking in the number of books there are when Christian's arms slide around my waist.

"I hope you don't want a bedtime story."

He teases as his lips fall onto my neck. My head falls to the side giving him better access.

"I'm not tired yet." I offer back to him.

"That's good to hear, Miss Steele." He says as his lips then trail along the nerve endings in my neck. The mere touch almost makes my legs give out from under me. He kisses that bunch of nerves in my neck softly, making me gasp. His hands slide up over my dress and slip onto my breasts. His fingers trace over my nipples through the satin giving me double the stimulation.

Everything in my mind disappears but him as I feel him slowly guide me towards the desk.

"You truly look stunning in that dress. It would be a shame to tear it off you." He whispers into my ear.

"No."I gasp.

I love this dress, he can't tear it off me. He turns me round to face him and I see the fire in his eyes. His want for me is all over his face. I take one step back my rear bumping into the desk. He smirks and steps forward as his lips meet mine. Our kiss is slow and passionate for a few seconds then both our bodies seem to electrify and we're grabbing each other.

My hands run up and into his hair pulling and tugging at his soft brown hair. I feel my strap fall away and my dress is on the floor leaving me naked. His hands move over and trail up to my hips. He grips me tightly as he breaks our kiss lifting me onto the desk on my back.

He leans over me and kisses me between my legs as I hear his pants opening. The only sound in the room is his zipper and his lips on my skin, it's decadent as I'm wet with anticipation. The moonlight pours over the desk perfectly showing my naked body to him.

I hear the rip of the foil packet and he leans forward to say something. I silence him with a kiss and I feel him push into me sinking deep down inside of me. We hold that position as he gazes down into my eyes. The moonlight showing his gorgeous face. I'm looking up into his eyes and I feel such a connection with him.

It's new, unique and exciting. He thrusts into me and I moan out but hold his gaze. His thrusts start off slow as he holds my hips so I don't slide off the desk. There is no one else just us two as he brings me towards my much-needed release.

We never shut our eyes or break eye contact. This deep dark connection I have with him right now is so deeply erotic. I see every thrust in his eyes as my legs grip his hips tightly. This man is mine and I'm his.

I feel like at the moment I would follow him into the fires of hell. He consumes me with feelings I've never felt before. I see it in his eyes the second before he picks up the pace. I feel like if I look carefully I could read him like a book. Right now I'm just enjoying this incredible connection to him. I gasp out as he thrusts into me forcing our eyes to gaze into each other as my release falls over my body making me squirm under him.

He watches me and then I get to watch him as he moans out softly and his eyes go wide as he falls into his own release.

We gaze into each other eyes. He softly leans over and kisses my legs before resting his head on my breasts as we're bathed in the moonlight's glow on the desk.

(I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Been in a slump today with writing. Which I'm not happy about. I still have quite a few more chapters left to go before you can all move onto part 2.

Please do send me your reviews and thoughts I truly enjoy reading them. Thank you. SJamesW.)