Chpt. 33 APOV:
"I was thinking of inviting Elliot and Kate over for dinner tonight if you feel up to it?" Christian asks over breakfast a couple days later.
"That would be nice" I agree.
Christian texts Elliot who immediately replies and confirms they will come to dinner tonight. We plan a menu for dinner tonight with Gail which just doing this is odd to me. If I were to have invited them over I would have gone shopping or made something in the freezer but of course Christian being Christian goes all out for dinner guests. Gail plans a wonderful menu complete with drinks and desert; I would love to help her in the kitchen but being confined to a wheelchair makes cooking impossible. I haven't seen Kate since I was released from the hospital as she has been working on several projects for the school newspaper. Luckily it seems Christian picked a good night because Elliot confirmed that Kate would be able to come as well.
"I was thinking of taking you on a tour of the upstairs if you would like. The library is up there, a few spare bedrooms and of course my bedroom" Christian asks as we lounge in the great room.
"I would like that" I smile.
"Then I thought we would figure out how these shower cast cover things that Taylor ordered work and see about getting you into a bathtub as I'm sure you are dying for a real bath" Christian laughs.
"Sure" I say quietly immediately thinking this means he has to see me completely naked.
I know my fear is irrational because Christian has already seen all my scars, but since I can't remember that it will be like seeing them for the first time. I can't go without a bath until the casts come off and it's not safe for me to even try by myself so I'm going to need to just deal with it. Christian and I have become very close over the last couple of days; he is constantly kissing me or holding my hand. He has slept next to me every night which has made it much easier to fall asleep. I'm pulled from my thoughts when I hear Christian asking Taylor to bring the regular wheelchair to the top of the stairs.
"Ready?" He gently lifts me off the couch.
"Yes" I wrap my uninjured arm around his neck.
Christian gently carries me as if I weigh nothing up the steps before gently setting me in the manual wheelchair that Taylor set up for us. Christian shows me several guest rooms, which are pretty much all the same. Each room is painted the same as the hallways, and most of the house, a plain white I realize. The only difference between each guest room is the color of the bedding in each room; I can't fathom what someone would do with all these guest rooms. Christian's family seems to live nearby, Gail and Taylor have their own apartment connected to Christian's so why all these rooms? I'm pulled from my thoughts as Christian brings me into a very large library. The walls are covered with floor to ceiling shelves with more books than I could ever consider owning. There is a large desk near the window which has a beautiful view of the city. There are two large loveseats that I can easily see myself curling up in and reading a book. The room is warm and inviting, full of comforting colors; very much the opposite of most of Christian's apartment.
"Christian this is beautiful" I say in aw.
"Anytime you want to come up here I will be glad to bring you" Christian smiles. "You can take books from here to keep in your room if you want."
"I might just do that, I could get lost in here with all these books" I giggle.
Christian leads me down the hall further, pointing out a bathroom before we reach his bedroom. He takes a deep breath before opening the door and gently pushing me inside. I vaguely hear him shut the door but as soon as I see the bed I'm flooded with memories. I see us in bed together, clearly intimate; his hands all over by body. I gasp while watching the scene before me; I'm on my hands and knees on the bed, Christian is behind me and his hands are all over my back. In another scene, I'm on top of Christian, his hands again on my lower back. Several scenes are of us sleeping, sometimes in the nude but always in each other's arms. I'm in shock seeing us that close, seeing his hands all over me, his arms wrapped around and seeing that I was comfortable with it.
"Ana?" Christian pulls me from my memory.
"Sorry" I blush.
"Where were you?" He asks.
"There" I gesture to the bed and feel my face blush deeply.
"Oh" he smiles. "We have a lot of great memories there."
He wheels me into an obscenely large bathroom; this room is easily half the size of Kate's apartment. There is a large soaking bathtub, a shower with dual shower heads and a double sink. Just like when we walked into the bedroom, memories immediately flood my mind. Images flash before me quickly, all of us in the shower. In some of the scenes were are simply taking a shower together, while in others we are clearly being intimate together. I blush at the one scene of me on my knees in front of Christian but at the same time I am surprised at my boldness with him.
"Ana?" Christian pulls me from the erotic scene in front of me.
"The shower" I whisper, my face feels red hot.
"Probably just as many memories there as in the bedroom" Christian laughs.
Christian begins getting the bath water ready, adding a sweet smelling oil to it. The smell must trigger something because another memory quickly comes of Christian simply soaking in the tub with me. He seems to be comforting me as he rubs my shoulders and I look like I'm staring into space. I can't help but wonder if we had a fight or disagreement about something?
"I should have brought you up here sooner if I knew it was going to trigger so many memories" he interrupts my thoughts.
"We were taking a bath together" I explain. "But it looked like I was upset or mad."
"Hmmmm" Christian pauses. "Oh, I think that was after a nightmare you had. You had a really bad nightmare when you were here and I wasn't sure what to do once you woke up so I brought you into the bathroom and ran you a bath. You were pretty out of it from the nightmare so the only way I could get you into the tub was to literally pick you up and put you in there which of course I had to do from inside the tub or I would have dropped you."
"Oh, that makes sense" I sigh. "Nightmares can really do a number on me, depending on how long I get trapped in for."
"I know you don't remember, but I have had my share of nightmares too many of which you have witnessed. I think it's one of the things that makes our connection stronger. Before I would always worry about someone seeing my nightmares but with you…" He says.
"I was the same" I interrupt. "I never wanted anyone to see them, I was afraid they would ask questions."
"You never asked about my nightmare which was one thing I was always grateful for" Christian says kissing my cheek.
Christian reads through the instructions on the cast wraps that Taylor arranged to have delivered and easily attached the one to my leg. He undressed me before applying the one on my arm as we weren't sure if it would impact getting the dress on and off. Once he attaches the cast cover to my arm, he turns off the water and sets out several towels all while I sit naked in the chair. I am at least able to cover my chest with my arms but there is little I can do about the rest of my body.
"I'm trying to think of the best way to do this without injuring you" Christian takes a deep breath. "I think I'm going to sit you on the edge of tub, on the step there and then I will climb into the tub and ease you in. We should be able to do the same thing to get out but I will lay towels down so you don't slip."
"Okay" I say quietly.
Christian lifts me out of the chair and gently places me on the top step of the bathtub. He removes his pants but leaves his boxer briefs and shift on. He climbs into the tub, gently lifting me into the water. As he puts me down, his hand runs over my lower back and I gasp in surprise-the panic never set it. He doesn't acknowledge it, he might not even realize he touched me there but I'm left stunned at my lack of response. I'm left wondering if this is a fluke thing or if on some level my subconscious remembers his touch.
"I'm going to leave the door open, but I will be in my bedroom" Christian says slowly leaving the room.
I soak in this amazing tub for what feels like hours. My body feels weightless in here; I'm able to move more freely and stretch which is not always possible in the chair. I think back over everything that has happened in the last week, from the accident to waking up with this strange man sitting next to my hospital bed to now living with him. I see the love he feels for me every time he looks at me and I find myself easily falling for him again.
"Would you like me to wash your hair?" Christian pulls me from my thoughts.
"Please" I ask.
"Can you sit up?" He asks me.
With Christian's help, I pull myself into a sitting position and he takes the hand shower gently wetting my hair. He gently washes my hair, massaging my scalp with the shampoo and conditioner which I quickly realize is the brand I always used. This is just a subtle confirmation of how close we were and how much time I spent here. After my hair is washed, Christian gently lifts me onto the bath step which he has now covered in a thick towel.
"I'm going to put you on my bed to get dressed and take the cast covers off" He carries me out of the bathroom.
"Okay, wherever is easiest" I agree.
"Shit!" he exclaims.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I forgot your clothes downstairs" he says.
"That's okay, I'll wait here" I reply.
"Will you be okay? I can ask Gail or Taylor to bring something up" Christian's eyes are full of concern.
"Christian I will be fine, I promise" I assure him.
"I'll be right back" Christian vows.
I lay back on Christian's bed, enjoying the comfort of the soft pillows and warm blankets. I must have closed my eyes because when I open them Christian is lying beside me in the bed.
"Oh, sorry" I blush.
"That's okay, you must have been tired" he says.
"I guess I was" I giggle.
"I brought you some clothes; I'll get these cast covers off, dry you and then we can get you dressed" Christian says.
"Okay" I agree quietly.
Christian takes the cast cover off my arm and leg with no problems; he confirms they were a success after inspecting the casts finding that neither of them are wet. Christian uses an extra towel to dry off my still damp skin, gently moving the towel around me which I realize is no longer securely wrapped around me. Christian gently unwraps the now lose towel from around my chest, exposing my entire body to him. He takes the spare towel and gently rubs me dry, however in the process I find myself becoming incredibly turned on as his fingers occasionally touch my bare skin. I try to pull my thighs together as Christian gets closer to my sex, but I'm not fast enough and his fingers just barely rub against my clit as he dries off my stomach and thighs.
"Hmmmmm" A moan escapes me.
I close my eyes in embarrassment just as Christian moves the towel to my uninjured leg, starting at the bottom, working his way to my hip drying me completely. This time his fingers find the apex of my thighs and they linger there, gently rubbing my folds before bringing some of the moisture now coating his fingers to my clit. I gasp at this sudden touch, opening my eyes moments before his lips find mine. He gently kisses me at first, almost as if he is seeking permission to take the kiss to the next level. His fingers continue to explore my sex, rubbing my clit each time he passes by it; I can feel how wet I am by his touch. As the need takes over, I boldly slip my tongue into his mouth causing him to moan in surprise. Christian lays down next to me, his leg on top of my uninjured one, gently pulling my legs apart so I am more open to him.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" I moan as he slips a finger into me.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" I moan as Christian's lips find my nipple and he sucks on me hard.
Christian's mouth continues its assault on my nipples as his finger continues to plunge in and out of my wet sex. I whimper when his mouth leaves my breasts, but I'm quickly rewarded when his mouth finds my sex. His tongue explores my clit, my folds and even joins his finger inside of me as I moan and squirm in pleasure. I'm on the edge of an orgasm, it's within reach but for some reason I find myself needing more.
"Oh God!" I scream as he thrusts another finger inside of me while sucking on my clit hard.
I'm so close yet the orgasm is just out of reach. His fingers continue to thrust inside of me, hitting that magical spot every time.
"Christian!" I scream in agony.
"Come for me baby….I've missed your taste" Christian latches back onto my clit sucking it hard.
"CHRISTIAN!" I scream his name loudly as the orgasm rips through me.
Christian's mouth moves from my clit to my core, where he pulls me close to him as his tongue brings all my juices into his mouth. His thumb continues to rub my clit, prolonging the orgasm even further. I am too shocked at the intensity of the orgasm to be embarrassed. I'm a little confused that once he told me to come I was able to when up until then I hadn't been able to achieve the orgasm on my own. Christian's mouth doesn't let up; he continues to thrust his tongue in and out of me, searching for any juices that might be left. He lifts my uninjured leg up, bending my knee giving him more access to me.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" I moan as his mouth returns to my clit.
Very quickly, I find the orgasm building again shocking me that my body is capable of responding so quickly again. Christian must sense that I am on edge again as his fingers pinch my nipples while his mouth explores my sex, sucking on my clit, nibbling on my folds and sucking my folds.
"Hold your leg" he moves my uninjured hand to under my knee where his hand just was.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I moan as his finger enters me deeply.
Overwhelmed by the feelings, I let go of my leg resting it on his back and instead grab hold of Christian's hair pulling him close to me. Once again, the orgasm quickly builds and my body is on teetering on the edge. I had heard of multiple orgasms but obviously never experienced it myself; or maybe I have with Christian and just don't remember?
"Oh God!" I scream as Christian pinches my nipple while continuing his attack on my sex. "Please Christian….I'm so close."
"Come baby" he commands.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream as my second orgasm in minutes rip through me after hearing Christian's voice.
Christian's mouth moves to my core, his tongue replacing his fingers to once again access all the juices of my orgasm. He slowly kisses my entire body until he reaches my mouth; his lips crushing mine, his tongue finding mine. I can taste myself in his kiss, as I try to pull away from the unexpected taste Christian holds my head firmly against his as his tongue explores my mouth. I'm vaguely aware that I'm lying completely naked on a towel in front of this gorgeous man but after the two intense orgasms I just had I find myself not as concerned with this realization. Christian's hands continue to explore my body, as if he is feeling me for the first time again.
"Wow" I say as he pulls away and lays next to me on the bed.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" he smiles before kissing me.
"That was intense" I sigh.
"With you it always is" he confirms.
With little embarrassment, Christian helps me get dressed and back into the standard wheelchair. He gathers all the towels we used, which looks like almost a dozen and puts them in a pile on the floor along with my dirty clothes. I felt weird just sitting there watching him clean up but even if I could help I know he wouldn't let me if I offered. There's no possible way that I could help him anyway.
"Would you mind if we stopped at the library before we go back downstairs? I want to bring a few books down to my room" I ask.
"Of course" Christian responds quickly.
We spend the next hour in the library, Christian spending most of the time running up and down the ladders attached to the shelves finding the books I request. He had all the books organized by author so they are relatively easy to find, however I kept thinking of books to read so I had him running all over the room. Before I know it, Christian has a relatively large pile on the desk of books I requested.
"I'll have Taylor bring them down to your room" Christian says.
"Maybe only half of them for now" I laugh.
"I had a feeling this would happen which is why there is an empty book shelf in your room" Christian explains. "Taylor will bring them all down, when you read through them you can get more."
"If it's not too much trouble" I say.
"You're never any trouble Ana" he carries me down the steps, gently returning me to the electric wheelchair which was conveniently waiting at the bottom of the steps.
"I don't know about that Christian" I sigh. "I've practically turned your entire apartment upside, you've missed so much at work…"
"Ana, baby…where is this coming from?" he kneels down at my chair.
"I don't know" I pause. "I feel like you are giving up so much for me yet you are getting nothing in return. I barely remember our time together and when I do they are brief flashes…."
"I'm getting more in return than you will ever know" he lifts me from the chair, placing me on his lap in the great room. "Before you came into my life, my world revolved around work. I spent little time with my family and if I wasn't working at the office I was working here. I never hugged my parents, or really anyone for that matter, until you came along. You gave me hope; hope that my future would be more than just running a business. For the first time in my life, my company wasn't enough. When I thought I lost you that night….my world stopped. I would have given everything up that night for you to be okay. The company, the money, the apartment…it's all nothing if I don't have you in my life. This" he motions between us "this is a bump in our road, we will get through this and will be stronger than before. "
"Oh Christian…" I hug him tightly, my eyes filling with tears at his words.
"I love you Ana, with everything in me I love you" Christian whispers.
"I think I'm falling for you again" I whisper back.
Christian's lips immediately find mine at my revelation; his arms wrap around me tightly as if he never wants to let me go. I know in this very moment that even if all my memories don't return I will love Christian again and probably one day very soon.