Chpt. 24: Ana's POV:
"God, I've missed you Ana" Christian says burying his face into my neck before whispering "I love you Ana."
My breath catches; I can't believe he just said that. I have been so nervous for days now that I was the only one falling so hard but now with this admission I realize it wasn't just one sided. Although I still worry that we are rushing it and haven't known each other very long, I know one thing…I feel the same way.
"I love you too Christian" I whisper back.
He immediately pulls his head away from my neck and looks me smiling.
"Say it again" he says.
"I love you Christian" I say with more confidence.
"I love you Ana" he replies back and kisses me deeply.
The kiss quickly becomes passionate as we both pour our emotions into the kiss; the revelation of our feelings to one another has clearly brought us closer together. I think we were both worried that the other wasn't feeling the same way. My hands find their way up to Christian's hair as I tug it to bring him closer to me. Christian's hand wraps around my waist and pulls me closer to him; he is still inside of me as I begin to feel him getting hard again. Feeling him grow inside of me turns me on even more and I rock myself against him which causes him to moan into my mouth. He rolls us over so I am on top of him, he urges me to sit up which I immediately do. In this position he is deep inside of me, deeper than he has ever been before. I'm a little self-conscious in this position; he is looking up at me in admiration and I see nothing but love in his eyes.
He grabs a hold of my hips and gently urges me up and down until I find a rhythm that seems to work for both of us. In this position I can control everything, going as fast or slow as I want, as hard as I want but as the orgasm quickly approaches I realize I'm struggling with maintaining the pace.
"Christian…." I beg.
Sensing what I need, he pulls me down to him, kissing me deeply. He lifts my hips up and begins entering me hard and deep from underneath me. In this new position I have no control over the movements and can just focus on intense feelings.
"Oh God Christian!" I moan.
"You feel so good Ana….so amazing…." He says breathless.
He continues pulling out almost completely before slamming back into me. He hand finds my nipple and the added sensation has me on the brink of another orgasm.
"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream as he pinches my nipple hard.
"You're so tight Ana" Christian moans.
"Please Christian" I beg.
"Let go Ana" he says pinching my nipple hard again which sends me over the edge as the orgasm rips through me.
Christian pulls me off of him, lays me next to him on the bed but urges me to lay on my side facing away from him. He pulls my thigh up so my leg rests behind his leg, his erection rubs my sex but he doesn't enter me. Instead he pushes my hair aside, kissing my neck and pinching my nipples as his fingers rub my clit. I grab his head, turning to kiss him deeply as he continues his wonderful assault on my body.
"Christian…" I moan.
"You are so beautiful Ana" he says gently entering me and urging me to bend slightly at the waist.
Once again in this position I have more control, I control the movements the speed and the depth. His hands are all over me, pinching my nipples and rubbing my clit turning me on even more. I can't believe I'm going to come again; I'm so turned on it's getting hard to move.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh" I moan as he pinches my clit.
He pulls my leg off of him before pulling my waist up so he can take control. My knees are bent under me while my head remains on the pillow. Christian takes a hold of my hips and pulls out quickly before slamming hard back into me.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream as he hits that spot deep inside of me perfectly.
"Don't stop!" I scream as he hits it again.
Over and over again he pulls out before slamming hard into me before staying deep inside of me slowly rotating his hips in circles. He reaches under me, pinching my nipples as he continues to plunge deeply into me. I'm on the edge, so close to an orgasm…I just need something….
"Christian!" I beg not entirely sure what for. "Oh God!"
"Come with me Ana" Christian moans before slamming into me deeply as I feel him erupt inside of me.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream I come around him.
Christian slowly pulls out of me before lying next to me, pulling me close to him so my back is against his chest. Very quickly his breathing is heavy and I realize he fell asleep. I am still amazed by his revelation a short time ago, I still worry that we are moving too fast but after feeling the passion from him a few moments ago I am finding myself worrying less. We may have only known each other a few months now but I feel more connected to Christian than I have to anyone in my entire life. I think our closeness is strengthened by the bond that we share over terrible childhoods.
I must have quickly fallen asleep after because the next thing I know the sun coming through from Christian's window is waking me up. I slept completely soundly and wake up feeling well rested and full of energy. I move out of bed, use the bathroom and throw on a T shirt from Christian's drawer plus undergarments before making my way to the kitchen to make some breakfast. I rummage through Christian's cabinets and his fridge trying to decide on what to make him for breakfast. Eventually I settle on omelets with fresh peppers, onions and cubed ham. Just as I'm plating the food and thinking about waking Christian I feel two strong arms pull me against a hard chest hugging me tightly.
"Good Morning beautiful" Christian whispers into my ear kissing my neck.
"Morning" I turn around and kiss him on the lips. "I was just thinking about waking you so you could join me for breakfast."
"I rolled over and you weren't there; then I smelled this delicious breakfast cooking" he smiles.
"I hope you like omelets?" I ask.
"I'll eat pretty much anything Ana" he says "but I do enjoy a good omelet."
"So tell me your plans for this week" Christian asks.
"Classes start back up again tomorrow" I explain. "I have classes every day during the week but I'm typically done by three or four in the afternoon. I am working Monday, Wednesday and Friday nights for dinner service and lunch service next Sunday."
"How is business at the restaurant?" he asks.
"It's picked up lately which is good; it had died down right after Christmas" I answer. "What are your plans for the week?"
"Just the usual" he says vaguely.
"Oh well that explains a lot" I giggle.
"I guess not, huh?" he laughs. "I have a few big meetings this week with a publishing company we recently purchased. We are still in the process of changing several of the systems they have to be more compatible with GEH."
"You own a publishing company?" I ask surprised.
"Yes, as of a couple months ago" he answers. "I own a variety of companies but this is the first publishing company. They are a local company that would have had to file bankruptcy in the next year or so if someone didn't provide them financial backing."
"That's great that you are able to help out a local business like that" I say in awe.
"You know, once you graduate I could get you a job at –" he begins.
"Don't even think it" I interrupt him. "I'm not going to let you get me a job at one of your companies."
"Why not?" he asks.
"Because" I answer. "I don't want to end up with a job only because my boyfriend owns the company. I want to earn it on my own."
"Your boyfriend?" he asks.
"Yes, that is what you are right?" I blush.
"Yes, but that's the first time you have ever referred to me as your boyfriend" he smiles.
"I guess it is" I reach over kissing him lightly on the lips.
"I have to say I'm really loving this outfit" he says tugging on his shirt that comes just to my mid thigh.
"I didn't feel like getting fully dressed this morning just to make breakfast" I reply.
"Good, because I plan on taking your clothes off anyway" he pulls me off the chair holding me against him.
"Is that so?" I ask.
"Yes, you see there is a shower upstairs calling our names" he leads me up the stairs to his bedroom.
"Hmmmmmm" I moan as he kisses me deeply as soon as the bedroom door shuts behind us.
Our hands are all over each other, still exploring one another's bodies. His chest and abs are so firm, his arms so strong. He quickly pulls his shirt over my head as he lifts my breasts out of the confides of my bra. I pull his sweatpants down and begin stroking his rock hard erection causing him to moan in my mouth. My bra and underwear are quickly removed and tossed to the side as his hand gently teases my clit. He slowly walks us into the bathroom, never breaking contact with my lips. He kicks the bathroom door shut before turning me around so my back is against his chest. My head falls against his shoulder as his hands roam my entire body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my clit and cupping my sex.
"Look in the mirror" he whispers.
I open my eyes, immediately turned on even more at the scene before me. I am watching his hands explore my body as his fingers continue to work their magic. I feel myself getting more wet the longer I watch; it's as if I'm watching someone else yet feeling everything that he is doing. He catches my eye in the mirror and smiles at me as he nips my neck and pinches my nipple.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I moan and open my legs a little further granting him more access.
"Don't stop watching" he says. "You close your eyes and I will stop."
"Hmmmmmmmmmm" I moan.
He alternates between rubbing my nipples and pinching my clit as his lips gently suck and bite on my neck. Slowly his fingers find my folds which I don't doubt are now soaked with excitement; he continues to run his fingers up and down my sex occasionally returning to my clit.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I yell as his finger finally enters me.
"You are so beautiful" Christian whispers as he bites my earlobe. "I want you to watch yourself come."
My God this man has a way with words; how is it he can bring me so close to the edge so fast and with a few words make me come so hard? His finger continues to plunge in and out of my body as his other hand tugs at my nipple roughly.
"OH God!" I moan as a second finger enters me.
My head falls back against his shoulder as the feelings begin to overwhelm me and I find myself getting closer to the edge. Quickly I realize my mistake as Christian has stopped all movement, his fingers remain still inside of me while his other hand just holds my breast. I lift my head, open my eyes and resume watching the erotic scene in front of me play out. His eyes catch mine, he smirks at me before his fingers resume plunging in and out of me as his other hand continues its assault on my overly sensitive nipples.
"Christian….oh God" I moan trying hard to look in the mirror so he doesn't stop. "I need you."
"You are so sexy; look at how your body responds to me" he pushes his fingers deeper inside of me.
"Please Christian…I want you" I beg.
"You're not too sore?" He asks finding my eyes in the mirror; his full of concern.
"No….please" I stutter as his fingers continue to push into me deeply but not quite hitting the spot from this position.
"Put your arms on the counter, don't stop watching" he directs to which I immediately comply.
Christian slowly removes fingers causing me to moan at the sudden empty feeling; however I quickly feel his erection rubbing between my folds. Both of his hands are now on my breasts, playing with my nipples as he slowly enters me from behind.
"You feel so good" He moans as he slowly moves in and out of me.
"Hmmmmmmmmm" I say as he finally hits the spot that was begging for attention moments ago.
He continues to a slow pace for several minutes before beginning to move faster and harder inside of me. He moves his hands to my hips holding me steady as he continues to enter me deeply from behind. Looking in the mirror I can see the ecstasy in his face and the hunger in his eyes; he looks like he is as close to an orgasm as I am. My breasts are swinging back and forth in tune to his assault on my body.
"OH God!" I yell as his fingers find my clit again.
"Look in the mirror" he directs as my eyes find his. "Come with me."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream as he slams into me hard and deep causing me to erupt around him.
Before my orgasm is finished I feel him swell even more inside of me as he reaches his own orgasm. He pulls me up against him, hugging me closely while still inside of me.
"Wow" I say breathless.
"My thoughts exactly" he replies.
We take a quick shower together before returning to Christian's room to get dressed for the day. Thankfully I don't have to work today, however classes start tomorrow and I still have a few things to get ready at Kate's apartment tonight. As I walk out of Christian's very large walk in closet where I have dressed I see Christian throw his phone on the bed in frustration.
"Everything okay?" I ask.
"No" he runs his fingers through his hair practically yanking on it. "Seems as though someone tried to breach our server at GEH overnight and now I need to go into the office today."
"That's okay, I understand" I say kissing him.
"I was looking forward to spending the day with you" He sighs.
"Maybe we can meet up during the week for dinner or something?" I suggest.
"Definitely. I will text you from the office when I can see my schedule but even if I need to rearrange my meetings I will see you this week" he says.
"No, I don't want you losing business because of me. You let me know when you are free and hopefully we will be able to schedule something around my work schedule. I don't mind eating dinner late so if you have a late afternoon meeting don't rush through it because of me" I say.
"Seriously how did I get so lucky" he pulls me in hugging me tightly. "Most girls would be upset that I work so much."
"I'm not most girls" I smile.
"No, you definitely are not" He kisses me passionately.
Christian and I stop at a small Italian bistro for lunch before he drives me back to Kate's apartment. We enjoy a quiet lunch together making small talk about work and our schedules. After we finish lunch, Christian drives me back to Kate's apartment kissing me goodbye before heading to his office likely for the remainder of the day. He apologizes several times before he leaves despite me telling him many times that I understood that his business needed his attention. I can't possibly expect him to give up anything for me nor would I want him to.
"Hi Kate" I say surprised as I see her in the living room when I open the door.
"Well hello" she smiles. "I was wondering when you would be getting home."
"Christian had to go into the office so we had to cut our day short" I explain. "What are you doing home already?"
"Elliot had a project he needed to be on site for today so he dropped me off this morning on his way" she says.
The next couple of weeks fly by as my schedule is filled with classes, studying, work and of course seeing Christian whenever possible. We try to have dinner at least once during the week and then I end up spending most of the weekend at his apartment with him. My classes are going really well and for the first time ever I am less worried about money. The scholarship I received over winter break has helped out tremendously even though the bulk of it still remains in my bank account. Kate refuses to allow me to pay rent so I keep the kitchen well stocked with food and cook whenever we are both home for dinner. This way I don't feel like I'm taking advantage of Kate by staying here and not contributing anything. I'm trying to keep the bulk of the money from the scholarship aside for after graduation since I'm not sure how quickly I will be able to find a job in publishing. I plan on working as long as possible at the restaurant after graduation so at least I will have money coming in.
"Good afternoon Antonio" I say entering his office. We have been meeting for at least an hour twice a week now that Valentine's day is only two weeks away.
"Ah…Ana! How are you? Classes still going well?" he asks gesturing for me to sit down.
"Yes, very well" I answer.
"I've been finalizing the staffing schedule which I wanted to review with you before I post it" he hands me the schedule for the night.
"I think you have a good crew scheduled" I say.
"But?" he asks hearing my hesitation.
"I think we are going to need a second bartender to assist Mark. Maybe someone who can manage both drink orders and running to restock the bar as needed throughout the evening. I'm concerned that if we rely on the break between dinner services to restock we may run out of items earlier and Mark will be left on his own" I explain.
"That's a good point. I will schedule Brian to assist; he is fairly new so this could be a good test for him. Since he wont be running the bar exclusively there should be less pressure on him. And if he gets overwhelmed Mark will be there" Antonio agrees.
"Mark would be a good mentor for Brian," I say. "Staffing looks good as long as everyone works on that day."
"You are worried about people calling out?" he asks.
"Yes, I think a couple might suddenly become ill" I smile.
"I've thought that with a couple of the wait staff as well" Antonio sighs. "I think the kitchen staff is pretty good; they have all been with me for some time now so I doubt they would call out sick on such a big day."
"Can I make a suggestion?" I ask nervously.
"Of course Ana, that's why you have the role you do" he reassures me.
"For Christmas Eve service you had informed staff if we called out sick without a doctor's note that we would not have jobs any longer. I wonder if you should make a similar announcement for Valentine's Day since this is the biggest night of the year" I suggest.
"Already done" he smiles handing me a memo. "This will be posted next to the schedule and included in everyone's paycheck that they receive tonight."
"Oh good, I think that will cut down on the chance that someone will call out sick" I sigh in relief.
"Here is the new layout of the restaurant with the new table numbers assigned" he hands me another diagram. "The dining room will be rearranged Valentine's Day morning to this configuration and the design crew will have the entire area made over at the same time. Everything should be completed by noon. The first dinner service is scheduled for 3pm and the second will start at 7pm."
"Sounds good Antonio; I'm confident the staff you have scheduled to work that night will have the night running smoothly" I say leaving his office to begin my shift.
The remainder of the night goes smoothly; although a few of the wait staff moan about the "call out" policy that Antonio has implemented for Valentine's Day service. Although no one is coming out and saying it, I think I was right when I assumed a few would try calling out sick so they could spend time with their significant others. While Christian and I have not talked about Valentine's Day, he knows that I will be working that night; I'm sure we will do something to celebrate the day some other time. This is the first Valentine's Day that I have been with someone; all the other years it's just been another day that passes by without much of a thought from me.
Leaving the restaurant that night I really think about how much my life has changed in the last few months. I have a permanent roof over my head, I don't have to worry about food or my belongings being stolen, I have a small amount of money in the bank, I have a boyfriend who loves me, I have let someone see and touch my scars and in a few short months I'm going to graduate with honors. Looking back at the crazy childhood I had, I honestly think it's a miracle I didn't end up dead somewhere or addicted to drugs. Not having to worry about sleeping in a shelter or having to clean a bathroom in a rooming house before I can shower is a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I am able to concentrate much more on studying and my work at the restaurant.
How was work tonight? –C
Good, plans finalized with Antonio for Vday dinner –A
Everyone scheduled to work that you wanted? –C
Yes –A
Good, it should make your night go smoother –C
Hope so –A
Can you request off the following weekend? –C
It shouldn't be a problem, why? –A
I want to take you away –C
Away? –A
It's a surprise –C
You will have to tell me what to pack –A
Very little ;-) –C
I blush at Christian's last text of the evening but find myself looking forward to that weekend. I have no idea where Christian is going to take me but I'm excited at the thought of getting away for a weekend. I can't remember every really just going away for a weekend; I suppose we must have done it when my dad was alive but once he passed away we never really went on vacation or did anything but move around following mom's crazy boyfriends. For the first time in a long time I feel like my life is heading in the right direction and I can actually see myself in the future.