We were finally at the end of the second leg of our flight; Christian was still being mysterious. Even when I got his pants off and his cock buried in my mouth he was trying to be coy, no announcements were made when we began to land. Though when I immediately saw the palm trees as our plane was running down the runway I had an inkling of where we were.

Once we were escorted off the plane the fresh saltwater air hit me, two women were dressed in hula skirt sand hibiscus bras both greeted and gave us numerous leis; they were so fragrant and beautiful. A short man smiled and greeted us; he was to escort us to Christian's home, which overlooked a private beach in Kailua.

"After you, carina," Christian asked as he waited for me to slide into the car.

"Thank you," I squeeze his arm in thanks and slide in.

We were both dressed casually. Well, casually for Christian… Which were a loose dress shirt, blue and white striped trousers, and black Ray-Ban aviators… fuck, he looked sexy. And on top of that, he has one-day-old scruff that he hasn't shaved off yet, I want to lick his chin. I find myself unconsciously biting my lip thinking of all the things I want to do to him. I've never met a man who has made me feel this much. Feeling constantly aroused is almost unbearable.

"What are you thinking about over there?" he smiles lasciviously at me.

"Nothing," I smirk at him, Christian slides in closer to me and grabs my thigh. Since my dress was pretty thin his hand was practically on my skin and fuck that warmth felt good.

Christian packed for me … well his assistant did, therefore when I freshened up I picked the easiest thing to slip into. A floor-length maxi dress and sandals; I put my hair in a loose French twist with a few tendrils out. He slipped an arm around me and pulled me onto his lap, nuzzling my cheek he started nibbling on my ear.

"You look so beautiful, carina," he husks.

"Do I now?" I teased him; I spread my legs and placed his hand in between my thighs. He froze and his eyes smouldered, he growls and pushes me onto my back, he starts kissing from my neck downwards. He palms one of my breasts and with the other on my pussy.

"You're already soaked," he quirks an eyebrow at me.

"For you," I groan as he licks a pulse point.

"We have half an hour," he smiles and presses the button for the divider. I giggle as he positions himself on top of me.

"Hmmm I guess I can take out my book," I smiled playfully.

"Don't move," he growls, which only causes me to laugh.

He works his way down and unlatches my clasp from behind my neck and slips it off my shoulder, he flicks and nibbles on my nipples making them even harder than before. I squirmed and ground my hips into his, he stops and stares me down, then a sexy grin formed on his lips and quickly moved down my body. His hands roamed freely on every curve of my body, biting my hips and my stomach. When he reaches my thighs, he pushes my dress up revealing my soaked panties.

Christian nuzzles them and sucks on the fabric a bit, the mere idea of him doing that made me even wetter. He gives me the same smile and rips them off.

"Dolce," he murmurs, then flicks his tongue over my clit and slips a finger inside my pussy. "ti amo, bella."

I wrap my legs around him, holding him tighter to me and rocking my hips. My erratic movements only spurred him on as he starts running his tongue over my ass and then backs up to my clit.

"I'm close," I whimper, "right there, Christian."

"Come for me Ana," he husks as his fingers hit my g-spot.

"Fuck, yes baby… Christian… y-yes!" I gasp out as I sit up and push his head into me deeper. With one more pump of his finger, my orgasm hit me; black dots filled my vision as I fell limp on the seat.

Christian crawl back up to me and gives me a sweet kiss, I could taste myself on my lips, which made me devour his mouth. I slipped my tongue inside of his and pulled him closer. "I love you."

"Se mi chiedessero di morire un tuo bacio lo farei, solo cosi potrei ventami con gli altri angeli de aver visto il paradise prima di arrivarci.," he whispers into my mouth. (If they asked me to die for one kiss of yours I would do it, only this way I could boast with the other angels to have seen the heaven before going in it.)

"You are my life," I kissed him again as we both righted each other, I clasped my dress back on and cuddled next to him. I laid my legs on his and felt his hard cock touch my thigh; I smiled at him and tried to grasp him, but he pushes my hand away. I give him a puzzled look and he only shakes his head at me.

"That was for you," he whispers into my ear.

Christian wrapped his arm around me as I laid my head on his shoulder. My body filled with such intense happiness that I couldn't help the shit-eating grin that filled my face. I was finally content. Content with my life… all aspects of it. I've never in my life thought I would ever feel this way about anyone… ever.

A feeling so overwhelming that I could hardly breathe, just the mere thought of Christian made my heart flutter and my head spin. I felt possessive and needy, needy for him. God, what is wrong with me?

My possessive and jealous streak came to play this morning when we switched planes, Christian's new flight attendant was making googly eyes at him.

"Is there anything else Mr. Grey?" she asked in the most flirtatious tone. What am I chopped liver?

"No, thank you," Christian said curtly. That's right; eat that bitch!

"Well if you need anything, I'll be through that door," he touched his arm and squeezed. All I saw was red.

"Mind taking your dirty hands off of him?" I asked annoyed.

She quirks her bitch brow at me but continues to talk to Christian like I didn't exist. He didn't say anything but had a small smile playing on his lips, I'm pretty sure he wanted to see where this is going.

"Hey, do you want to keep your job?" I asked, grabbing her hand and prying it off of him. She snorts and continues, "Listen, I can tell this is your first day and you have no ounce of professionalism, so let me lay it down for you. If your boss looks uncomfortable because of your presence, there's probably something wrong. Maybe you should go back to flight attendant school, it's obvious that you weren't ready to graduate just yet…." I gave her a large smile as she walked away nervously with her tail between her legs.

"Christian, I want her fired."

"You're so sexy when you're jealous," he nuzzles my neck.

"Not at all," I smiled back as he wrapped an arm around from me, "but I'm serious Christian, I want her gone."

"Don't you trust me carina?"

"Yes, but I fucking hate those skanks," I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Baby, don't worry, I'll do it before we take off," he laughs and gets out of his seat.

He walks to the back, at first I only hear murmuring, but then it quickly escalates to yelling and crying. I laugh a little and relax in my seat.

Am I the psycho? I don't know and I kind of don't care.

"We're here, love," Christian murmurs in my ear before the driver opens the door for us.

"Welcome back Mr. Grey," a small, thin woman with gray hair stood at the door with a huge grin.

"Leikela," Christian smiles warmly and kisses her cheek, "may I introduce you to my Ana."

She looks at me affectionately and hugs me, "I'm so glad to finally meet you and Happy Birthday!"

"Thank you, it's nice to meet you too," I return her affection; she seemed so sweet.

"When Mr. Grey told me that someone would be joining him, I pestered him until he told me who. And then to find out he was bringing a lady," she laughs, "I was much too excited."

"Leikela, please," Christian groans.

"Yes, yes Mr. Grey," Leikela chuckles.

I finally got a good look at the house, it was so beautiful, large, but still welcoming. As Christian took us on a tour of the two-storey home, I was astonished, it was a mix of wood and marble. All the rooms were so bright and open, and the back yard led to a lush grassy area with a path to the private beach.

I fell in love with it immediately. I don't think I ever want to leave.

"This is so beautiful, Christian," I said in awe.

"Thank you," he smiles at me and then leads me to the master bedroom that overlooked the beach.

"I don't know why you would have a pool," I gazed down.

He shrugs, "Came with the house."

"I love it here," I sighed.

"Happy Birthday," he kisses my temple, "I love you."

"I love you too," I smiled goofily.

"Are you hungry?" he looked at me, "Leikela cooked us some lunch."

"I'm not hungry for food," I gave him a small smile and walked up to him, so we were only inches away, "I think I'm starved for…" I gave him a sly smile and cupped his cock.

"Fuck," he hisses.

"I want you, Christian," I whisper as I drag him to the bed and push him onto it.

"Are you sure?" he asks, his eyes with a hint of trepidation.

"Yes," I straddle his waist; "I want to give this to you."

He growls and flips us over, so he was hovering above me, "I fucking love you so much that it's taken over my entire life. I haven't had a single thought that wasn't about you in the last seven years."

"I hope that I don't disappoint."

"You never could, just being with you has been the best days of my life. Now I know how it feels likes to finally live," he smiles sweetly, and I fell in love with him a little more. "I've been waiting for you."

"Christian-" I small tear fell from my eyes, but he wipes them away.

"You're too beautiful for tears," he coos.

"Thank you for being patient, I wish I could have been with you sooner."

"Me too, gattina, but you're here now. Don't ever leave me."

"Never," I vowed.

Christian slowly slips my dress off and throws it behind me, "So beautiful," he murmurs as he gazes down at me. He kisses my scar at the back of my ear, "Hold on beautiful."

I nod, I watch him get up from the bed and go into the bathroom when he re-enters I see he's holding a small brown bottle and a white towel.

"Carina, can you lay on the towel on your stomach," he asks as he places the towel on the bed.

"Of course," I smile and oblige. I hear a bit of ruffling on the side and notice that Christian was shedding his clothes.

"Close your eyes and relax," he commands, I jump a little and do as I'm told. I couldn't help the tiny smile forming on my lips. I feel the bed dip and Christian moving to straddle me; I could tell he was careful not to sit on me completely. Also, a very hard appendage was poking my back slightly. Fuck he's naked on top of me. I could just tear this pillow open at how turned on I was.

"Christian, you can sit on me, you won't hurt me," I try to soothe him. I just craved the closeness of his body on top of mine, the pressure of his weight on top of me. Oh, and his hard as fuck cock on my back… no big deal. Ugh, don't go there yet or you'll ruin the towel before we've even started!

He grabs the oil from the bedside table and warmed it in his hands, the moment I felt his fingers on my back I melted. He worked the knots expertly; he was gentle yet firm and took the time to work on my muscles. He massaged my arms, and shoulders, placing soft kisses on my scars, I use to be… or I guess I still am self-conscious about them, but not with Christian. He truly made me feel beautiful.

Soon he was working his way down to my ass, he cupped, kneaded… pretty much fondled my ass, as he teases my clit and slit. I couldn't help but moan and squirm at every ministration. He travelled down my thighs, my calf, and finally down to my feet. He kissed, licked, and nipped each one as he massaged them. He isn't playing fair.

He flipped me over, so I could see him roaming up my leg. He was still giving me the most erotic massage probably known to man; he completely bypassed my sopping pussy and opted for my breast. Although while he was working his way up, his cock grazed my slit and I immediately bucked, he laughed and continued to massage up. He kneaded my breasts, paying them special attention… probably more than my ass.

"Christian, I want you to please," I begged.

"Ana, you never have to beg," he says sternly, "just a little patience."

I nod at him, as I got lost in his touches and kisses, my body trembled, feeling him everywhere. I think this is giving him as much pleasure as I was; he wanted to prolong the torture because he knows that it will that much sweeter.

The wait was excruciating, I was aching to feel him, and I wanted to feel him buried inside me. Connected in all sense of the word.

"I just want to warn you, baby, I probably won't last very long," he sighs on my lips.

"Baby, I'm about to combust, I don't think I would last very long either," I confessed.

"It will hurt," he says a bit sadly.

"I know baby, but I think I want you more… I have a pretty high threshold for pain."

"Baby-"

"Christian, I swear to god, I will kick your ass if you don't put your cock in my pussy!"

He laughs, and then lunges at me, wrapping me in his heat.

"I just want to warn you that I will ruin you for all men," he smirks, biting my collarbone.

"Fuck," I hiss, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

He gives me one final look and spread my legs so they're resting on top of his thighs, "Do you want me to go fast like a band-aid or slow?"

"Fast, baby, fast," I gasp out because he was running the tip of his cock just outside my pussy and clit. I arched my back that only my shoulder blades were the only thing touching the bed.

"Okay, baby, relax."

I nod.

With one swift movement, he had rammed himself inside, I winced from the pain, but it was bearable. Christian wasn't moving to let me adjust to the pain, but when it finally subsided, I pulled him closer and told him to move.

His pace was slow, he leans down and kisses me roughly on my lips, "Baby, I won't last long, you're so tight." He was barely moving, "Fuck, so tight."

"Do you need anything?" I asked worried, that I wasn't wet enough.

He smiles and raps, "No baby, but your sweet pussy is going to be stretched…. Agh fuck."

Christian started to quicken his pace and I soon started meeting him thrust for thrust. He wrapped his arms around me, licking and biting my neck with every thrust.

"Fuck yes," I moaned, "right there… Chri-Christain fuck yes. Yes. Yes." I chanted as his cock hit that elusive spot. "Yes, baby just like that."

"I want you to soak my cock," he hisses as he slips out of me then rams in again.

"Yes, baby," I yell out, my fingers digging into his back. "Christian, I'm coming…"

"Yes," he hisses, "cum on my cock Ana."

His thrusting and his words were only working me to the edge, but what did me in was when he started to rub my clit. I exploded. My eyes rolled at the back of my head, I minutely felt Christian thrust erratically and his hissing.

"ANA!" he spills his cum inside me, with a few lazy thrusts he fell on top of me. I wrapped my arm around him so he couldn't move, his softening cock was still inside me, but I didn't care. I wanted to stay connected to him for as long as I could have him.

"Thank you, I love you so much," he whispers into my ear as he slips out of me.

"I love you too," I say into his neck, I lay my head on his chest tracing shapes on his stomach. "This was perfect, thank you."

"You're welcome," he kissed the top of my head, "on the scales of birthdays how did I do?"

"Off the charts!" I exclaimed.