AN: I am a friend of Madison's. Since Madison is so busy with real life. I have offered to upload chapters of her stories for her. So that her fans can continue to enjoy her story. There is a chance that when you get a notification for an update. You will see Chinese that you cannot read or a single word like "test." I am truly sorry this happened. It took me over four hours yesterday to upload chapter 9 of unwritten. I thought once I had that successfully uploaded I wouldn't have any trouble uploading the rest. I was wrong. If you feel any frustration or negativity because the update that it says there isn't there. Please take your negativity out on me. Because it is absolutely not Madison's fault can't figure out what I'm doing and I am having so much trouble. I have decided to upload the chapters in the middle of the night. In hopes that I can fix the problems before most have you discovered there were any problems. I promise you I'm working diligently to figure out how to do this correctly so there will not be so much frustration for myself or you readers. I just want to say after yesterday. I have so much more respect for Madison and all the other fanfic riders out there. This is seriously so hard. and I didn't even have to create the characters or the story and then write it.

Chpt. 11 CPOV:

"It's too early," Taylor groans when we walk into the office only a few minutes after six.

"I wish we could have spent a few more hours in bed this morning," only sleeping is not what first comes to mind.

I woke up this morning before the alarm on my phone went off from a nightmare; it had been over a week since the last one, it was only a matter of time before the next one happened. The only good thing was that Ana slept right through it. I don't know that I'm ready for that conversation when she doesn't sleep through it. Usually I can't stay in bed for very long after a nightmare; I feel the need to move, to get up and do something or my mind starts drifting back to the nightmare.

This morning though, I stayed in bed. When I woke I realized the three of us were more or less in the same position as we had fallen asleep in. Ana's head was on Taylor's shoulder, but her legs were wrapped around mine. I ran my hand up and down her smooth thighs and her ass; her barely there thong was the only thing stopping me from touching further. I would have loved to wake her up by slowly arousing her and then sinking into her.

And if it wasn't for this damn mess, I would have done just that this morning. I knew we had to get up early and that if we were going to pull this off we all needed to be on the top of our game. That certainly didn't make leaving the bed this morning any easier. Not knowing how late we would be here today and whether or not we would have to meet the owner tomorrow morning before they open, we decided to stay another night at the hotel rather than driving back to the apartment.

"Come on guys!" Ana bounces around the room with the ipad in her hand. "We have lots to do today."

"How the hell are you so awake this morning?" I ask.

"I'm excited to see this finished today; I love the final day of a project, when everything comes together and looks just like you imagined it would," she smiles as she looks around but I can't seem to take my eyes off of her. "Besides I slept great last night," she winks before kissing us both on the cheek quickly.

And so begins our day….the crew from yesterday arrive a couple of hours after we've been here to help with whatever is needed. Without them there would be no way we would get this job finished today; each of them dropped what they were doing this weekend to come and help. They'll be paid extra for their time, but coming through like this when we needed them the most shows commitment and dedication that not everyone has.

Ana is in her element all day; until yesterday I had never seen like her this. Whereas she normally is not one to take the lead, yesterday and today she's naturally led the entire team on the completion of this design. No matter what the client thinks of her design, when we meet with her I have no doubt she will leave with a job offer from us. Not only did she agree to step into this mess of a project, but from the looks of it she's actually going to pull it off in less than 48 hours.

I catch myself just watching her as she walks around the office, constantly checking in with the crew making sure they don't need anything or have any questions or adjusting a picture on the wall so it looks just perfect. Even though this wasn't her original design, it's obvious she's taking pride in the final look. She wants this to be just as perfect as we do even though her neck isn't the one on the line and that she could have easily said no.

"She's stunning isn't she?" Taylor whispers when he catches me staring at Ana from across the room.

I quickly glance around the room, confirming none of the guys are near us before answering. I have no issues with the three of us being in a relationship together, none at all, but that doesn't mean I want to flaunt it in front of the guys I supervise. Even Elliot hasn't brought Kate to a job site; it's important to us that our team sees us as their superiors and not their friends. Flaunting a relationship, especially one that might be different from what they're used to, crosses a line that could later impact business. When Ana starts working for us, I have no doubt she'll agree since I'm sure it's crossed her mind what people will think if they know she's dating two of the company's owners.

"Fucking beautiful," I can't help but agree.

Ana is dressed in the jeans and top that we picked up last night before we got to the hotel; the outfit is practical for the work we're doing today. Her hair, which was pulled into a ponytail this morning, now sits on the top of her head in a messy bun with a pencil stuck in it. She's leaning against a doorframe, explaining where a painting should be hung in the room.

"I don't know what we would have done without her this weekend," he voices the thought that's been going through my head all day.

"I know, me neither."

"She seriously may have saved our asses," he says.

"That she did," even if the client hates it, she saved us. She gave us fighting chance when we didn't have one.

Hours pass by as the office slowly begins to look more like a doctor's office and less like a construction zone. We're so busy, we don't bother stopping for lunch and dinner. We order delivery and everyone eats while they're working, rather than wasting any time stopping to sit down. No matter what I'm working on, at any spare moment I find myself looking for Ana. Catching Taylor doing the same thing kind of relieves me-

"Hello?" a deep voice surprises us. I immediately go to the waiting room expecting to find one of the guys assuming they forgot something when we sent them all home a couple of hours ago.

"Dr. Thompson, what a surprise!" I groan inwardly seeing the owner standing in the new waiting room rather than one of our crew.

"I couldn't wait until tomorrow morning," he admits. "I needed to know tonight what I was walking into."

"I believe we're just about finished…"I trail off as I watch him take in the new office before him.

"This is…" I hold my breath waiting for his response. Does he hate it? Is it still not what he wanted? "Not what I expected."

"Dr. Thompson," Taylor and Ana join us. "I would like to introduce you to Anastasia Steele, the interior designer who led this project."

"It's pleasure to finally meet you," Ana takes his offered hand.

"Ms. Steele, I was just telling Mr. Grey that this…this is definitely not what I expected when I walked in here tonight. I fully expected to find the disaster that I found on Friday night when I stopped by. I definitely wasn't expecting…this."

He's fucking kill me. Just tell us if you hate it already!

"If you'd like, I'd be happy to walk you through the office and show you what we've done since you were last here," she offers.

"Yes, please do," he gestures for her to lead.

Taylor and I both hold our breath as they walk away; rather than follow we stay rooted where are waiting for them to return.

"I don't get him," Taylor whispers. "Friday there weren't enough words to tell me how much he hated the place, now…"

"He hasn't said a damn word."

"Exactly."

It feels like hours before Dr. Thompson and Ana finally return to the waiting room where Taylor and I have barely moved. The two are….laughing which is definitely the last thing we expected.

"Gentleman, I hope you know what an amazing woman you have on your team," Dr. Jacobson says. "What she did far exceeded the expectations I had even from the design I originally approved. This…this is exactly what I wanted even if I had no idea what it was. It creates the warmness that I wanted; it's going to give the comfort to patients who are scared that I was hoping for."

"I'm glad you like it," Ana says shyly obviously uncomfortable with the attention on herself.

"Thank you for giving us the opportunity to…adjust the design to meet your needs," I say still shocked that he likes it.

"Don't be so politically correct," he chuckles. "You didn't adjust the design, you tore the old one out and completely started from scratch. There is nothing here that was here on Friday night."

"We still thank you for the chance to fix our mess," Taylor adds.

"I need to get going, my wife is waiting for me as she wasn't happy that I felt the need to run to the office this late," he says. "I'll give your office a call in the morning; I'd like to set up a meeting with you guys to discuss my other office. I didn't think when we first met that it needed work, but after seeing what you've done here, that office definitely needs its own facelift."

"We look forward to that meeting," I'm shocked.

"Of course, Ms. Steele I'll expect you to head that design," he adds.

"I…uh…." Ana stutters obviously unsure what to say considering we hadn't discussed anything beyond this project. "I'd be honored to consult on your new project."

"Mr. Taylor, I owe you an apology-"

"No, you really don't," Taylor quickly interrupts. "It's us who owe you the apology. What you walked into Friday was something that none of us expected. We just appreciate you giving us the chance to fix it."

"I can't wait to see the reaction of my staff when they walk in here tomorrow morning," he sighs looking around one final time before saying goodbye and leaving.

I watch Taylor lock the door behind the doctor, just before I grab Ana around the waist and haul her into me. She giggles as I spin her around and bury my face in her neck.

"You did it…you fucking pulled off the impossible," I say.

"We did it," she corrects refusing to take the full credit she so deserves on this project.

"Thank you Ana," I whisper as I slide her down my body before my lips find hers. Her body melts into mine as she opens to me.

"Let's get out of here and go somewhere we can celebrate," Taylor suggests.

"I'm a mess…I need a shower and-"

"You need a bed," I nip at her lip cutting her off quickly.

"The shower can wait," Taylor takes her ear between his teeth.

The brief car ride to the hotel is filled with sexual tension; it takes everything in me not to lay Ana across the back seat and sink into her. If the ride wasn't less than 10 minutes, I might have actually considered just that. I don't know what it is about Ana, but I just can't get enough of her.

We're barely in the hotel room when Taylor has Ana against a wall kissing her senseless. I close the door, double checking that the lock is securely in place and watch Taylor undress Ana. When he kneels on the floor to help her take her jeans off, she holds a hand out to me, her eyes begging me to come to her. Not wanting to disappoint, I'm next to her in seconds. She leans into me, kissing me with as much need as she did Taylor only minutes ago. When I reach down and feel her bare skin, I realize he has stripped her of her clothes. Opening my eyes, I see Taylor taking off his shirt only a few feet from us. With my hands on her waist, I move Ana in front of me so she straddles my legs; I press into her letting her feel just what she does to me.

I groan when her hands reach between us and unbutton my jeans; I quickly push them down, letting them fall to my ankles. My shirt comes off and falls somewhere on the floor just as Taylor steps us behind Ana and slips her bra off. I moan into her lips when her soft hand finds my erection; she pumps it slowly before her thumb runs across the head collecting the precome that is already there. I hear Taylor moan and when I see her other hand reaching behind her I know she's doing to him what she's doing to me. Her moves slow when I slip my fingers between her legs, letting her juices coat them before I slip two inside of her. I love how responsive she is to our touch, how she's always ready for us.

"I need to taste you," I let my thumb rub against her clit making her jump.

"Yes," she moans as she bites her lip in need.

It takes us a few minutes before we pull away from her, the three of are us breathing heavy as I lead Ana to the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed and lay back, pulling Ana onto the bed with me. She blushes as I urge her to straddle my face, her glistening sex is above me and as I pull her hips down I have her exactly where I want her.

"Oh God!" she gasps when I run my tongue from her core to her clit taking in all her sweet juices.

"You taste so good Ana," I groan against her as she slowly starts to rock against me.

I take my time, slowly tasting and exploring every inch of her sex; she moaning in need as her need for a release grows. When I feel the bed shift a few minutes later, I realize Taylor has decided he's had enough of watching and wants to join.

"Ana," he groans. "You look so fucking sexy right now."

I feel Ana's position change as she leans over me towards Taylor; I lift her hips giving her the room to move she needs as I slip a finger into her throbbing sex. My dick is aching, I'm so fucking hard it hurts, but I focus on Ana's sweet sex. With one hand on her sex, I reach up, finding her breasts easily pinch her nipples which immediately earns me a scream from her as she comes. I replace my finger with my tongue, taking in all her juices as she rides out her orgasm.

"I need to be inside of you," Taylor says. "Tell me have condoms somewhere."

"In the drawer," I reply glad I thought to pick up a few things when Taylor and Ana were grabbing the few items they needed at the store last night.

I pull Ana down my body, letting her lay on top of me as I run my hands along her beautiful body. I kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on my lips before I wrap my arms tightly around her waist. She giggles but then quickly moans, as I push us up my throbbing dick rubs right against her clit. I move us up the bed, until we're finally laying in the middle of it. Taylor walks across the room, tossing a couple condoms on the bed, to the other side of the bed before laying down next to us. His hands join mine in touching Ana's beautiful body, the entire time she's rubbing herself against me and all I think about is getting inside of her. She leans over, to kiss Taylor which puts her hardened nipples right in front of me. I immediately take one and suck on it hard, letting my tongue flick over her nipple.

With her body pressed so tightly against me, the constant rocking motion is sending me closer and closer to finding my release. I'll be damn if I do that before getting inside of her. I reach next to us where Taylor had tossed a condom, and quickly rip the package open without my lips ever leaving her nipple. She moans in obvious disappointment when I lift her off of me just enough to roll the condom on. I shift down just enough so that when I urge her hips down, her sex is right where I need to be. She moans when I slip inside of her; she grips me so tightly it takes everything in me not to come right in that moment.

"You feel….fuck so good Ana," I groan before taking her nipple back into my mouth.

"That's it," Taylor whispers when I feel Ana's hand slip down my arm and reach for him.

I grip Ana's hips tightly and slowly move in and out of her tight, hot sex. She's gripping me, pulling me back into her every time I try to pull out. Knowing there's no way I'm going to last, I start rubbing her clit, hard and fast which immediately has her moaning and bucking against me. When she's reached the point of desperation that I've been in for the last few minutes, I thrust deeper into her and push her over that edge. The moment she calls out my name, I let go…pouring myself into her all the while she rocks herself against me riding out the final waves of her own orgasm.

"I need you baby," Taylor says.

Ana releases him before laying down on me, kissing me with such passion I feel my dick twitch within her. Despite just coming, it's ready for round two. She gasps in surprise when I thrust up, letting her feel just how much I still want her. Reluctantly though, I lift her off of me and slide out from inside of her. Just as she rolls over, finding Taylor ready and waiting for her, I slip out of bed to go dispose of the condom. I quickly wash up and return to the bedroom, where Ana is moaning as Taylor moves within her. I grab another condom and the small tube of lube I bought and climb into the bed next to Ana.

I move up next to Ana, getting as close to her as I can. Taylor must sense me, because he moves the hand that was grabbing her ass to her hip allowing me to press my still hard dick against her firm ass. Her hand reaches around me, urging my head towards her. With her lips still on Taylor's, I kiss, suck and nibble on her neck loving the sounds she makes in response to both of us.

When I was in the condom aisle last night at the store and saw the bottle of lube, I had no idea if we would use it this weekend but right now I'm glad I did. Ana seemed to enjoy when we've played with her ass before and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't jacked off to the idea of Taylor and I taking her together. Knowing that it could give her more pleasure than she's ever imagined, that we could show her how much she means to us together, has had me harder than I think I've ever been.

I coat two of my fingers with some of the lube before slipping them between us-

"OH!" she calls out when I slip one easily into her. Taylor's moves slow down as he realizes what I'm doing.

"You like that," he says rather than asks.

"Yes," her breathy answer goes straight to my dick.

"Have you thought about one of us taking you here?" I slowly pull my finger back leaving just the tip in her.

"Yes," groans when I gently push two fingers into her tight opening.

"Have you thought about both of us making love to you at the same time?" Taylor asks.

We've never used the term making love before, but anytime we've been together goes so far beyond just fucking. I've known from the first night we were together, that our connection went beyond just sex. I've never made love to anyone in my life, but then again everything with Ana has been a first.

She nods in response and lays her head back against me.

Taylor slowly starts to move within her; after letting her body adjust to the new sensations I start to move my fingers in and out of her. With one leg on Taylor's hip, Ana is sandwiched between us as we slowly bring her to her next release together. Taylor kisses Ana while I nip on her ear; my hand slips between them to play with her hardened nipple.

"You feel so good baby," Taylor groans. "I love when you grip me like that."

"She's gripping me too," I moan imagining what it'll feel like when it's my dick she's gripping.

"I'm so close," she whispers.

Hearing her need, Taylor increases his thrusts, staying gentle but plunging faster and deeper into her. She's moaning, her body rocking between us as she chases her release. My fingers stay inside of her, but I slowly move them around, opening her up as the last thing I want to do is hurt her.

"Please…." She moans but I have no idea what she needs right now. I pinch her nipple just as Taylor thrusts harder into her, either one of which must have been exactly what she needed because seconds later she screams as the orgasm hits her. Taylor calls out her name as he follows behind her only moments later.

"I need you Ana," I whisper. Just watching the two of them and feeling Ana come while gripping my fingers so tight I thought I'd never be able to pull them from her body has me moments away from coming yet again.

"Yes," she pants.

"Can I….." I have no idea how to ask if she wants what I want.

She tightens around my fingers once more before nodding. She moans when I slowly slide my fingers from her tight ass; I grab another condom and the lube from the bed. I quickly roll the condom on and cover it with lube before adding more lube to my fingers. I easily slip them back into Ana just as Taylor kisses her one final time before sliding out of her sex. Her body relaxes against me, trusting me completely despite neither of us having ever done what we're about to do. I love that she trusts me…trusts us to not hurt her.

Taylor doesn't go far…he doesn't leave the bed, simply using tissues to clean up after removing the condom and tossing it in the trashcan next to the bed. He rolls back to us, placing Ana's leg over his hip like it was only a few minutes before. His eyes find mine and we seem to communicate without words. I'm hoping he understands that I want…need his help to make sure Ana enjoys this. He nods just before lowering his head to find Ana's lips. He moves closer to her at the same time I slip my fingers from her.

"Tell me if it's too much," I whisper as I place myself at her tight opening.

Her body tenses and she groans as I slowly push just the head into her; her muscles grab me tightly making it impossible to move. I wait, giving her body a chance to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

"Push against him baby," Taylor whispers.

She bites her lip, but when she follows his directions it causes her opening to relax just enough to let me slide into her.

"FUCK!" she gasps.

"Are you okay?" I ask freezing any movements.

"I….Yeah…." she stutters. "You're just….big."

Taylor's eyes find mine and I nod to him, I watch as his hand slips down between them and when she moans I know he's found her clit. I don't move, even though it's killing me not to thrust deep into her. I wait, letting Taylor work her body back up until she's once again moaning between us. She groans when I slowly push into her, but doesn't object. It takes several attempts before I feel my balls hit her sex.

"God…." She pants.

"You feel….there are no words baby," I groan.

"You're so beautiful," Taylor says.

She groans when I slowly pull out slightly and relaxes again when I push back in. She squeezes me tighter than ever before, it takes everything in me not to give into the urge as my body begs for another release.

"You gonna come for us again sweetheart?" I ask.

She shakes her head.

"You're so close," Taylor replies. "You're so wet, you're soaking my fingers baby."

"I want to feel you come," I need you to come.

I slowly increase my thrusts, staying gentle as to not her hurt her but just enough to bring her closer to the edge that she seems to be teetering on. She starts moaning again and slowly begins moving between us seeking out what she needs to come. When her hand reaches behind her to me, I nearly lose it. With one hand on my leg and the other on Taylor's back she pulls us both against her.

"I….Oh God," she moans.

"I'm so close baby," I groan needing her to come quickly.

"Yes…right there Taylor," she whispers as her entire body tenses.

The moment she comes, I feel it and there's no holding back. I groan as I thrust one final time into her tightness before exploding deep into her. She calls out both of our names as she continues to rock between us. When her body goes limp between us, I wrap my arm around her and hold her against me. There's so much I want to say to the beautiful woman lying in my arms, but I can't think of a damn thing.

"You okay?" I ask.

"Yeah," she sighs without opening her eyes.

I kiss her softly before slowly pulling myself from her warm body; I quickly use the bathroom and head back to the bed where she's curled up next to Taylor. I mouth the words 'thank you' to him, to which he nods before leaving the bed to use the bathroom. I gently urge Ana to roll over and bring her next to me so I can kiss her.

She's sound asleep in my arms and despite how exhausted I am I can't stop staring at her. Taylor returns to the bed and slips in next to her.

"I…I'm falling for her," he whispers.

"I know…so am I."