Chapter 15
Still Saturday 11th June
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"That I would love to do."
"Can we share a bath first?" I pout, he looks disappointed before heading to the bathroom, I follow him standing in the doorway as he lovingly chooses the oils and salts. I'm so lucky.
"Care to undo me, Mr Grey?" I flirt turning around, my hands on my hips.
"Now that, Miss Steele is the best idea I've heard in a while." He grins taking his time opening each of the buttons on the back, placing kisses along my spine as he goes. Finally the buttons are undone, my dress drops to the floor in a pool of silk I carefully step out bending down to pick up my beautiful dress when I hear a loud moan. Christian I stood behind me completely naked, his beautiful dick hard pointing to attention, his forehead slightly sweaty, his hair messy, his chest heaving.
"What?" I say incredulously. His eyes widen, he arches a brown and stares at the lower part of my body. Oh. I'm only wearing a garter belt, stockings and sky high louboutins.
"Does Sir approve?" I grin moving past him bending over to turn the bath taps off, his breathing is laboured.
"Very much, my love."
"How much?"
"I need fuck you. Hard. Now." He growls, I grin walking into the bedroom bending over our bed.
"I am at your mercy, sir." My hands are above my head, my ass is in the air. My lack of panties gives him easy access.
"This will be quick, Anastasia. You may not come, you shouldn't have taken such a risk with Leila. I'm glad it ended well, but I died a thousand deaths watching you and when she dropped that gun to the floor I. I need this. What are your safewords?" He sits on the bed, completely nude.
"Red and yellow, sir. You already planned to spank me." I remind, he pulls me across his lap his erection presses into my stomach. I like it.
"You are right, I believe fifteen will do. Then I will fuck you. If at any time you feel uncomfortable, use your safewords and I will stop. At that point your punishment will end. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Count with me." He growls, his hand comes down on my ass cheek.
"One."
"Two."
"Three."
"Four."
"Five."
"Six."
"Seven."
"Eight."
"Nine." Fuck this is painful.
"Ten."
"Eleven."
"Twelve."
"Thirteen." Two more.
"Fourteen." One more.
"Fifteen." Done. Thank fuck. We stand up, I keep my head bowed, he holds his index finger under my chin my eyes meeting his.
"How do you feel?"
"Good, one more and I would have used a safeword. But, good." I confess my eyes boring into his.
"I'm so proud of you baby, bend over the bed. I'll make you come, I promise." He pushes me face down onto the bed caressing my sore ass.
"You're so beautiful and pink. One day, I'm going to fuck this ass." Holy shit my man. "I don't expect you to be silent, this isn't your punishment anymore Anastasia. This is me fucking my girlfriend, who I love."
"I love you too, Christian. But please fuck me before I combust." I giggle.
"Yes, ma'am. Fuck you're so wet for me, did that spanking turn you on baby."
"Christian everything you do turns me on. Only you can make my body react like this, you're the only man I've ever wanted. The only man I'll ever want." I vow my breaths deep and strained. His reaction is to slide two fingers inside of me, thrusting.
"Christian I need your hard dick, please." I plead, he does what he does best. Slides his hard erection into my waiting core, I start to moan but it turns into a glorious scream. With his hands on my hips he thrusts wildly, he reaches his right arm around my hip and begins to start rubbing my clit furiously. I'm beginning to meet his thrusts.
"Ana, come." He groans his hot breath on my ear his wet kisses on my neck. I feel myself beginning to let go, then my earth shattering orgasm crashes through my body. My entire body is vibrating, still Christian thrusts into my hot core.
"Fuck again." I cry, wet tears fall down my face as another orgasm collides with me, my insides on fire. Christian unintelligibly growls some form of my name as his hot seed fills me. With his hands on my hips he pulls us backwards until we're in a heap on the floor.
"I was so scared." Christian whispers into my hair as he holds me, my back to his chest, his dick resting behind me, his arms tight around my waist.
"Elena or Leila?"
"Both." He huffs a laugh.
"I know tomorrow will be stressful for you, but can we please have as little stress next week as possible?" I ask.
"Scouts honour."
"You were a Boy Scout?"
"No. But Elliot was." He laughs.
"I guess organised group activities were neither of our things as kids." I reminisce with a smile
"Nope. Let's have that bath." He suggests, getting up. I stay on the floor to take my shoes, stocking and garter belt off.
"I can't believe you went without a bra or panties." He lusciously grins.
"My dress was thick and down to my ankles." I explain with a shrug, he just grins shakes his head taking my hand before leading me to the steamy bathroom.
I sink into the tub opposite Christian, a contented sigh escapes my lips. I moan happily when Christian takes my right foot beginning a massage. I feel so loved, even though my ass is stinging. I take his foot rubbing is gently using my thumbs on its pressure points, remembering my mother's aromatherapy phase.
"You don't need to do that you know." He lies with a moan.
"If you're going to treat me like a queen, I'll treat you like a king. You deserve it."
"After everything today, everything I've caused you."
"Christian, this morning I said that one day I'll marry you. You and me are partners, your problems are my problems, mine are yours, it's now us against our problems. There can't be anymore it's not safe, or I don't want to worry you." I promise as we switch feet.
"That's going to take a lot of getting used to." He uncomfortably admits.
"I know, love. Baby steps and all that."
"I love you, Anastasia."
"I love you too, Christian."