I wake to find it's four in the morning. I just turn to fall back asleep when I realize that we didn't arrange a time for Christian to pick me up. What if he will be here any minute? I throw myself out of bed and run into the bathroom to freshen up, in a new record time for me. I pull my pajamas off and then I stop. I have no idea what to wear.

I don't know where he is taking me. I hesitate. I need to make a decision. I put plain white underwear on and my best jeans with a black top. I just put my hair back into a hair tie when there is a knock on the door.

It's Christian and he looks so hot. In a pair of dark jeans and a gray long sleeved sweater with a dark overcoat. We head outside and he is driving the Raytley again. With a short jacket on I slip into the passenger seat and we take off.

Quickly leaving the city there is no traffic around at this time in the morning as we get into the outskirts of the city. The music that spills into my ears is hypnotic and as I look who is playing, it's "Gravity of love" by Enigma. I turn to Christian.

"Is it much further?" I ask for any information about where we are going.

"No, it's not that far now." He smiles. He seems at complete ease and relaxed even.

"Is this outfit okay for it?" I say after remembering the motorcycle incident.

"You look beautiful and it's perfect." He says turning off onto another road. The road leads out onto an airfield. He pulls the Raytley to a stop next to a shack with a large hanger next to it. There is already a small plane on the runway near us.

Christian holds my door open for me and I climb out, suddenly a little more nervous. The older man walks over to us.

"Mr. Grey! The plane's all ready for you. Your equipment is all in the shack." He turns back and heads for the plane.

"Don't tell me you're going to fly that?" I ask him while my focus is stuck to the small plane.

"Not today. We're going to jump from it." He smiles so wide, he reminds me of a young boy doing his favourite thing in the whole world.

"You have got to be kidding me!" I say stepping back. I'm more than a little nervous now.

"Ana, do you trust me?" He steps forward asking with his hand outstretched.

Ten minutes later I'm dressed in a black and red jumpsuit while Christian is wearing a matching black and grey jumpsuit. He finishes securing the parachute and harness to himself and takes my hand.

"Step into these holes facing the other way." He orders me.

I turn away from him and step back into the holes as he pulls them up to my thighs. They grip around my crotch. Christian then slides each one of my arms into the harness. His hands move around in front of me and secures the harness around my waist. Then another strap under my breasts and his hands trail up over my encased breasts and secures the strap above my breasts. I find myself strapped to Christian as he tightens each strap.

"Now you can't run away from me." He says into me ear sweetly.

"I wasn't going to run," I reply.

"You did last night."

"No, I didn't run. I took my dad back." I tease.

I push my rear up against his groin again.

"It would be wise not to distract me, Ana. It's a tandem jump, so your life is in my hands." He says, so of course I stop my rear from grinding into him more.

We're so high up in the small plane the ground looks tiny. We have only been up in the air for five minutes. Christian has me placed between his legs, with us both sitting on the floor. I'm nestled in with my rear close to his groin, as the pilot shouts back to us, but I don't hear what he is saying.

"Nearly there," Christian says to me.

"How do you know how to do this?" I ask nerves breaking into my voice.

"Ana, I have been doing this for a long time. This is my first tandem jump, however." He smiles at me cheekily.

"Way to boost my confidence." My nerves begin to take over.

"Ana I would never let anything happen to you." I hear the tone in his words. I believe every word he says.

The pilot gives a signal to Christian and he tears the door open. The whole cabin is filled with the rush of air. Christian taps my shoulder and we both move into position at the doorway. It's both incredible and terrifying as my feet slip out the door and rest on the outer bar of the plane. I lean back into Christian's chest and he instructs me on the jump.

"When I call out, I want you to pull this lever, okay?"

I nod my head and look at the device on Christian's arm. We're three miles above the earth. I can see clouds below us.

"Ready?"

I grip the straps and nod my head to Christian's question.

Then we both jump and fall to earth. The rush of wind pulls my hair back and I'm glad I wore a hair tie. I pull my arms away from the straps and we are falling with our arms out. My heart is pounding so loud in my ears and all my senses are on high alert.

I scream out in joy as I can feel Christian's presence behind me keeping me safe. What has this man done to me? I'm jumping out of planes for him at a moment's notice. I realize at that moment how far I have fallen for him. Much further than our fall right now.

"Pull it now." He shouts out to me.

I reach around grabbing the handle and pull down hard. I hear a loud noise above us and suddenly we are both yanked up as the parachute gains lift. It feels like we are gliding towards the earth slowly.

I feel like Christian is my own angel taking me flying. I lay my head back against him and I feel his arms embrace me for a moment before releasing as he has the driving ropes. His hands reach down and take my hands slipping the handles into my own as I feel them.

"It's all yours. Just keep her steady."

He shouts over to me.

What?! I'm in control of our descent. I grip the lines tightly as we fall to earth. It's such an amazing rush of energy I scream out with joy again.

"I love this," I shout out to the world.

The parachute keeps us at a relaxed descent and Christian continues to let me control it until we're half a mile from the ground. I pull on the handles trying to get the hang of turning when Christian wraps his hands around mine and shows me how to do it. Pulling one and slightly releasing the other to turn it.

I turn us toward the rising sun coming over the hillside. It would be perfect if I could share a kiss with Christian, but he is strapped behind me the whole time.

As we near the ground Christian retakes control and turns it towards the landing field. It seems like we will be coming in fast but he pulls something and it slows us right down. I hold out my legs for support, behind me Christian puts his feet down, finding land first.

He keeps me off my own feet as he hugs me tightly. My heart has still not returned to a normal rhythm.

"Did you enjoy that?" He asks me carefully.

"It was perfect. Thank you Christian."

I lean in and kiss his lips. A kiss filled with passion and desire.

(How was that for a surprise from Christian? Jumping from a plane strapped to Christian Grey. Well now we have nine chapters left before part 1 is complete so it shouldn't be too long before you jump onto part 2.

Thank you to everyone that has given my supernatural Christian Grey a chance. I hope you have not regretted it. The next chapter will be put on Friday evening.

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