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Chapter 15: Love

Bringing Ms. Steele back to Escala ASAP. Appears distressed. ETA 10 minutes.

That was the text Taylor had sent to Christian a few minutes ago, and Christian had been pacing the floor of the great room ever since. He desperately wanted to know why Ana was upset, but he didn't want to text Taylor while he was driving. Whatever the reason was, Christian knew it had to be about Jack Hyde.

I never should have let her go into work today.

Christian had managed to get in touch with his mother today, but it didn't yield very much new information about Hyde. Grace remembered the Collier family and the other foster boy staying with them, but she couldn't remember his name. However, she did remember at one point he had become extremely angry to the point of violence when he learned that Christian was going to be adopted. He had hit Christian in the head with a lamp before grabbing him and throwing him to the ground, his logic for doing that apparently being if Christian looked too bruised and bloodied, his adoptive parents wouldn't want him anymore. Mrs. Collier had to lock Jack in his room so he wouldn't hurt anyone else, and Christian had sported a large purple bruise on his cheek for over a week before the Grey's took him home.

Christian vaguely remembered that happening, but he had been physically abused so often at that point in his life he wasn't too upset by it. He had left with the Grey's, and had completely forgotten about Jack once he was gone, but apparently Jack had remembered him.

Could it be that Jack had carried around an intense hatred and resentment toward Christian for all these years? Jack had most likely been a troubled child, passed around by the foster system and having no stability in his life… it was no surprise he was practically a sociopath in the making.

God I hope Ana is alright.

Sawyer had called earlier today, saying he hadn't been able to convince his buddies over at the FBI to look into Jack Hyde or the Elena Lincoln murder case yet, but assured Christian he would keep trying. Christian hated this waiting game, but knew there really wasn't anything he could do about it.

The elevator doors suddenly dinged with someone's arrival, and Christian hurried toward the foyer. Taylor and Ana both stepped out of the elevator, Ana looking pale and nervous. Christian immediately rushed over to her.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Christian asked urgently, taking her into his arms. She immediately wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him close.

"I'm okay," Ana assured him, resting her cheek against her shoulder.

"Ms. Steele explained to me in the car that Hyde had been making her feel uncomfortable all day," Taylor spoke up. "He was watching her and following her around the office, and before she could leave at five o'clock, he approached her at her desk and grabbed her arm."

Christian clenched his jaw, feeling rage build up in his chest. "He grabbed her?"

"My friend Hannah walked in before he could do anything else," Ana said. "I was able to get out of the office with her without arousing suspicion. I don't want to go back there, Christian."

"I won't let you, baby," Christian said, pressing his lips to her hairline. "I wished you hadn't gone at all today, I was so afraid Hyde would do something to you. Do you think he knows what you know about him?"

"It's possible. He's never behaved this strangely around me before," Ana said nervously. "I don't know how he could have found out."

"I don't know either, but you're not going back to SIP again. It's too dangerous," Christian insisted.

Ana nodded. "I won't go back there again, at least while this whole case is still going on. Have you heard from Sawyer yet?"

"Yeah, but apparently he's had no luck yet getting the FBI involved in this case," Christian said. "We'll have to keep waiting."

Ana nodded silently, and Christian hugged her tighter. He saw out of the corner of his eye Taylor walk out of the foyer toward his quarters, giving them some privacy.

"Do you want something to eat? I can have Gail whip up something for dinner," Christian suggested, finally pulling away from her.

"Maybe later," Ana said. "I'm not feeling very hungry at the moment. It's been a long day."

"How about some wine then?" Christian offered, and Ana nodded gratefully. He led her over to the couch in the great room before making his way to the kitchen, grabbing two wine glasses and a bottle of Sauvignon blanc. He poured two glasses and brought them back into the great room.

"Thank you," Ana said, accepting the glass he offered her and taking a long sip.

"You're very welcome," Christian gave her a small smile, sitting beside her with his own glass of wine. "Do you want to tell me everything Hyde did today to upset you?"

Ana drained the rest of her glass before setting it down on the coffee table. "Taylor pretty much summed it all up. He'd been behaving strangely all day, giving me creepy looks and following me around the office wherever I went. And then at the end of the day he grabbed my arm."

She paused, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, and Christian set his wineglass down on the table before placing a comforting hand on her lower back. Ana then surprised him by turning and throwing her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

"I hated being there at the office with him," she whispered, and Christian wrapped his arms around her waist. "All I could think about was coming back here to you."

Christian felt his heart pounding in his chest, and an unknown emotion filling his body as he held her close. The fact that she wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with her thrilled him in a way he never knew before. He absolutely hated the idea of Hyde making her uncomfortable… he hated that man already for what he and Elizabeth had done to destroy Christian's life, but right now he wanted to kill the fucker for even thinking of putting his hands on Ana.

Christian brought a hand up to place on the back of Ana's head, running his fingers over her hair; he slid his palm down so it cradled the side of her head, and she pulled her face away from him so she could gaze up into his eyes. An unreadable emotion swam in her beautiful blue irises, and Christian couldn't resist leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers in a slow, deliberate kiss.

She tasted heavenly. After over eight hours of being alone in this apartment without her, wishing she would come back to him, here she was - wanting him, needing him. She said that she wanted to be here with him, and Christian wanted nothing more than to have her right here, in his arms.

After several long moments, Christian slowly pulled away. Ana's eyes fluttered open to look up at him again.

"I want you, Christian."

Christian froze at the sound of her soft words, almost unsure if he heard her correctly. "What?"

"I want you," she repeated, still gazing at him in earnest. Her hands slid down to the nape of his neck and her fingers tangled in his hair, causing goosebumps to erupt all over his skin. "Right now… I want you."

"Are you sure?" Christian whispered, staring imploringly into her eyes. "Because I told you before, I don't have any expectations from you regarding sex."

"I know," Ana assured him. "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. I'm ready Christian… I want you to be my first."

Christian closed his eyes, absorbing her words and feeling himself get impossibly hard. How was this beautiful, intoxicating woman able to disarm him so easily? "I really care about you Ana," he whispered. "But I want you to be sure. I feel like there's still so much we don't know about each other. So much you don't know about my past…"

"None of that matters right now, Christian," Ana said insistently. "Who you were before I knew you, before all of this happened, doesn't matter to me. So much has changed for you and me in the last few days, I don't feel like we're the same people anymore. Don't you think so too?"

Christian didn't say anything, but couldn't help but silently agree. He was a different person from the man who had lived in solitude for years inside his ivory tower, and who had contracted submissives to join him in his playroom. He knew he never wanted Ana to know about his past with BDSM or with Elena, and for now maybe he didn't need to tell her every dirty secret from his past.

For now, they could just be together.

Christian leaned forward and captured Ana's lips with his own once again, kissing her with a renewed passion. Ana kissed him back with equal fervor, gripping his hair even tighter with her fingers, and Christian felt his heart pound in his chest.

She's so beautiful.

Christian didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her slender waist and pull them both to their feet; he picked her up so her legs wrapped around his waist, neither of them breaking their kiss. Ana's fingers slipped out of Christian's hair as her arms wrapped securely around his neck, holding him close.

"You are intoxicating, Anastasia," Christian whispered, pressing his lips along her jawline, loving the feel of her soft skin against his lips. "I can't begin to tell you what you do to me."

"Then show me," Ana whispered breathlessly, tilting her head back so he would continue his ministrations.

With a sensual growl, Christian turned and began to walk them toward the hallway leading toward his bedroom, continuing to kiss and nip along her jaw. Ana moaned, causing Christian's heart to pound even harder in his chest.

Somehow, Christian made it to his bedroom door without bumping into anything, and he carried Ana inside before kicking the door closed behind him. He walked over to the bed and deposited her at the base of it, causing her to giggle. She sat up and ran her hands along the comforter, smiling down at it.

"I like your room," she said, looking up and gazing at her surroundings. "It's very you. Your bed's a lot bigger than the one in your guest room."

"Is that so?" Christian smirked, walking forward and leaning over the bed so he was hovering over her, his arms on either side of her. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to accommodate you with proper sleeping arrangements, Ms. Steele. Is there anything I can do to fix it?"

Ana giggled again, her eyes dancing with amusement as she smiled up at him. "Well… I guess you could let me sleep with you in your king-size bed. Would that be acceptable?"

"Absolutely," Christian gave her a seductive grin, and he leaned forward to capture her lips again in a kiss. Ana kissed him back, and soon the two of them were lying horizontally on the bed, Ana on her back and Christian on top of her, their limbs all tangled around each other. Christian ran his hands along her waist before sliding one hand up to lightly grasp her breast over her shirt. Ana gasped against his lips.

"Yes," she whispered as Christian ran his thumb over her nipple.

"You are so sexy, Ana," Christian whispered against her lips, lightly pinching her nipple through the fabric of her shirt and causing her to keen with pleasure. "I want to see you."

Ana nodded breathlessly. Christian reached down to tug at the hem of her shirt, and pulled it up over her head, revealing her black satin bra underneath. His heart raced as Ana reached behind her to unhook it, and after a moment she slipped the straps off her shoulders and tossed the bra aside.

Fuck, she's beautiful.

"Your turn," Ana smiled, laying back on the comforter with her breasts fully exposed. Christian grinned wolfishly down at her.

"As you wish, my lady," he said, pressing another kiss to her lips before sitting up and pulling his shirt up over his head, revealing his bare chest. Ana bit her lip as her eyes raked over his naked torso.

"Like what you see baby?" Christian growled, leaning down to nip at the skin of her perfect breasts. Ana whimpered.

"Yes," she whispered. "Don't stop."

Christian continued to kiss and nip at her breasts, and Ana's hands roamed up and down his back. Christian was surprised he didn't feel any pain or fear with her hands on him, but then again, Ana was different to him in so many ways. He felt almost excited at the prospect of her touching him.

"I'm ready Christian," Ana whimpered. "Right now. Please."

Christian swallowed. "Then get ready baby," he whispered. He reached down to grasp the waistband of her pants, slowly unbuttoning them before beginning to drag them down her smooth legs along with her black lace panties. She now lay on the bed completely naked, and Christian couldn't take his eyes off of her.

She's a goddess.

"Are you just going to sit there and stare at me?" Ana smiled coquettishly up at him.

"Would that be a problem, Ms. Steele?" Christian grinned at her. "You are quite nice to sit and stare at."

Ana giggled. "Well, why don't you get naked too, Mr. Grey?"

"With pleasure," Christian smirked, standing up and pulling his pants down his legs. He had worn sweatpants today, so they slid off easily - he was soon naked along with Ana, and he crawled onto the bed so he was on top of her once again.

"Condom," Ana whispered as Christian's lips skimmed along her neck and jaw.

Christian almost never used condoms, but thankfully he remembered he had some stored away in his bedside cabinet. He quickly reached over to pull the drawer out, digging around until he found the small square package.

Bingo

With deft fingers he opened the condom and slid it on, the anticipation of what was about to happen making his heart thrum. So many emotions racketed around inside of his mind… somehow, deep down, he knew that what he and Ana were about to do was nothing he'd ever experienced before. His feelings for her went deeper than he'd ever previously realized, and he now knew he wanted nothing more than to show her how he truly felt about her.

Christian moved on top of her, and Ana opened her legs so his dick could line up with her center. "This is going to hurt for a few seconds, baby," he whispered in her ear, lacing his fingers with hers and pressing her hands above her head. Ana nodded in understanding.

With a gentle squeeze of her hands, Christian pushed himself inside of her, feeling her tight pussy clench around him. He broke through Ana's virginity, and she gasped at the pain, causing him to still inside of her. After a few moments she began to relax, and she nodded for Christian to continue.

Christian pulled out slowly before pushing back in again, the pleasure of fucking her tight perfect pussy almost bringing him to climax already. He knew he wanted Ana's first time to be pleasurable, and he didn't want it to end too quickly, so he held off his own orgasm as he continued to make love to her.

Make love. Christian had never made love before, but somehow he knew this was what was happening right now with Ana.

There were no whips, no chains, and no floggers - it was just them.

Vanilla.

And it was fucking amazing.

"Ohhh," Ana moaned, throwing her head back as she gripped Christian's hands tighter, their fingers still laced together above her head. "Oh my God Christian, I'm so close."

With a growl, Christian let go of one of her hands, reached between them and began rubbing her clit. Ana arched her back in pleasure.

"Oh God," she cried out, shuddering. "Oh shit!"

"Come for me, Ana," Christian growled, feeling himself getting closer to the finish line as he continued to fuck her while rubbing her clit.

Ana froze for a split second before crying out in pleasure, her whole body shaking and quivering in the throes of her orgasm. Christian pumped into her a few more times before finally stilling, coming with a growl and a deep shudder.

The two of them slowly came down from their orgasms, panting heavily as they tried to catch their breath. A feeling Christian never had before began filling his chest, and he couldn't resist leaning down press his lips to Ana's in a sweet kiss that felt almost grateful. Ana kissed him back, silently conveying that she knew exactly how he felt, because she felt the same way too.

And nothing could ever feel better than this.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed that! Next chapter, Ana gets some new information.

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