I'm going on vacation, so here are two chapters for you to enjoy...
THE ORIGINAL NOVEL WAS WRITTEN IN SPANISH, I APOLOGIZE FOR THE TRANSLATION. IF YOU WANT TO READ IT IN SPANISH LOOK FOR IT UNDER THE SAME PSEUDONYM AND BY NAME "GIRO DEL DESTINO"
We danced for a while, as our bodies were sweating under the intense flashing lights and the music was changing from one theme to another. Christian kept putting one of his hands on my waist and he approached him, but I didn't care, we were just dancing. But as much as I wanted to avoid it, I couldn't stop my breathing from speeding up every time it sticks to me dancing or touching me sensually. It was 2 a.m. when we left the club, I was really sane by then. Since Christian had arrived I had not had another drink with alcohol, only a bottle of water and a soda. Kate and I went out to the parking lot while the guys were coming behind us, Kate came up to me to talk quietly in my ear.
—You can go with Christian. —she said to me very quietly as I looked at her with a gaping gaze.
—Hey. —I answered him without being able to speak.
—They both came in Christian's car and Elliot asked me to go with him.
—I don't know, Kate, I don't think... —but she interrupted me.
—Please. —And that's when she used his look of you can't say no, so I had no choice but to accept, this wouldn't work out.
Me and him together in a closed vehicle, great. I just hoped it would be spacious like Kate's so we wouldn't be sitting too close together.
—All right, ok. —I said resignedly, knowing that I would regret it later.
—I owe you one. —she said in my ear.
—And a very big one. —I told her as she went to Elliot's and the two of them were heading for her car leaving me alone with Christian.
Then when I saw him next to me I remembered what he had said to me in the elevator and I got nervous. Kate was going to pay me back and very dearly.
—Come on, I'll take you home. —he said to me as we walked up to the side of a beautiful, elegant black sports car.
It was one of those cars that only comes out in car racing movies or video games. Let's just say my mouth was almost open admiring the car. After pressing a button on the remote control the doors opened. It was the first time I saw one of these cars up close and now I was about to get into one of them. Great much closer to him than I wanted at the moment. After getting into the car, which to my surprise was very low, I gave my address to Christian who drove quietly to the apartment. Parked in front of the building, turned off the engine and got out of the car. Before I knew it and opened my door he was already standing there opening it for me.
— Here, let me. —he said opening the door and reaching out his hand with a smile on his face.
—Thank you. —I replied as I took his hand and got out of the car. His hand caused a chill that ran all over my body but I ignored it. —Nice car. It's a Porshe, isn't it? — I said, admiring the car I just got out of and running one hand over the hood.
—Yes, a 918 Spyder. —he said smiling at me and letting go of my hand.
We walked to the sidewalk while Christian followed me very closely. On the sidewalk he lay down on the car, crossing his arms across his chest and looking at me, squinting and tilting his head to one side.
—It's been a very interesting night. —he said, still lying in the car while I looked at him standing a few feet away from him.
—Yes, it was, good night Christian, see you Monday. —and I don't know why, but I went up to him and kissed him on the cheek.
But to my surprise when I was separating from him we both stared at each other. There was something different about his face and the way he looked at me that night. Then everything happened very quickly, he approached me, his face a few inches away from mine and after sliding a hand down my cheek to my neck making me close my eyes he kissed me. The kiss was slow and sweet, a kiss without haste, tender. And though it had taken me by surprise, my lips narrowed to receive his. I had longed to feel his lips on mine since the meeting in the elevator and now I was finally feeling them, warm, tempting, insistent and persuasive. After a brief kiss, she separated herself just a little from me, enough for both of us to breathe, look me in the eyes again and kiss me again. This kiss was different from the previous one, as he kissed me he pushed me off the sidewalk until my back touched the wall of the building. While one of his hands was on my neck the other was leaning against the wall right next to my head, while my hands were tangled in his hair and he was squeezing me tighter and tighter with his body against the wall of the building making me moan against his lips.
This kiss was much more passionate than the first, you could feel his need in this kiss. My body was getting warmer and warmer inside. I could feel his excitement through the jeans as he continued to corner me between him and the wall. After a few minutes or an hour, I don't know how to say, after he felt his lips on mine, he separated from me and stared at me with a slight smile, in a way that made my legs tremble and threatened to fall to the ground.
—Good night, Anastasia, sleep well. —he said smiling sideways.
He got separated from me, headed for his car and after getting into it and giving me a smile from behind the wheel he disappeared in the early morning without even giving me time to react. I stood there at the door of my building, hot, excited and with a big question mark on my head... What did that kiss mean?
I got into my apartment with a little work, got into bed and jumped into it. I still didn't believe what just happened. I still didn't think Christian kissed me. But if he had. I slipped one of my fingers over my lips that were swollen from the recent kiss. I could feel the warmth of his lips burning against mine and this only made my breathing quicken again. I had to calm down. It wasn't a big deal. Whoever I was trying to fool, had been waiting for that kiss a long time. I closed my eyes and soon I fell into a deep sleep where I remembered Christian's ardent kiss again.
The weekend passed quickly, unlike what I thought Christian didn't call me, although that was also a bit complicated because I hadn't even given him my phone number. But on the other hand, I was wondering if what happened last night meant anything to him. As for me, it had taken me by surprise, but that was it, well, almost everything... every time I saw Christian, my breathing would accelerate. I still didn't understand why after so long it continued to affect me in this way. Kate didn't come back to the apartment all weekend, said we were meeting on Monday that Elliot had kidnapped her or something, I didn't quite understand. And as much as I wanted to tell her on that phone call what had happened, I held back, what I had to tell her was going to be much better in person than on the phone.
I arrived at work early on Monday, earlier than usual, I had hardly slept the night before thinking about what would happen today when I saw it. I had woken up with a strange feeling in my body, my hands were shaking slightly, I had a big jump in my stomach and as I was, I had not been able to breakfast. It was the same feeling when you are at school and have exams, the same feeling when you are very anxious to go to a concert and the day comes. I was anxious and nervous at the same time. As soon as the elevator doors opened in the basement I walked to my work station while I looked briefly at Christian's office and he looked back at me with a smile and almost lost the balance. Wasn't it too early for him to be here? I had practically come so early to see if I could avoid meeting him, but it didn't seem to have worked.
Except for our cross looking in the morning, nothing else happened all day, he didn't pay attention to me, apparently he had decided to ignore me completely. I checked this when he left his office to inspect all the restoration work except mine. Apparently he decided to go back to being the jerk he was a week ago, which confirmed to me that what had happened at the weekend had not meant the least bit to him. At lunchtime I asked Mia and Ethan to come forward and I went to their office, I was tired of waiting and looking for an explanation for his behavior, I had to ask him and I had to get out of doubt once and for all. I knocked on the door and before he answered I went into his office.
Christian was sitting behind his desk and as soon as I came in his eyes came towards me and stared at me with a malicious smile.
—Close the door please. —he said, staring at me as I nervously closed the door behind me and confronted him.
—You like to play with people's feelings a lot, don't you? —I asked him with my arms crossed in anger.
—No, not really. —he answered me very seriously.
—Don't you have anything to say to me then? —I asked him, folding my arms and staring at him.
—I don't know what you want me to say. —he said with a frown as he lay back on his chair.
—Why the fuck did you kiss me on Friday, Christian? —I said angrily as I could see him smiling slightly with an eyebrow, or so I thought.
—You want to know why I kissed you on Friday. — he said as he got out of his chair and walked all the way to the front of me.
If I was nervous before, now I was even more nervous with Christian standing just three feet away from me staring at me. He took a remote out of his pocket and after pressing a button on it the windows closed. This only made my breathing go faster. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for what he was going to do. He came even closer to me and our faces were only a few centimeters away.
—Once I tell you, there's no turning back, Anastasia, I've already broken one of my rules and I plan to go ahead. —he said to me as if in a whisper as I swallowed nervously. —Are you sure that's what you want to know? —he said staring me in the eyes.
Did he want me to answer that? His insistent look confirmed to me that he wanted an answer to his question. So I answered him.
—Yes, I'm sure. — I answered firmly.
His gaze was fixed on my eyes, by that time my breathing was already racing, which made me open my lips to breathe better. Then his gaze moved to my lips and he kissed me.
One of my hands unconsciously went to his hair and the other to his arm as his hands went to my buttocks and gently squeezed them against him. Slowly he began to walk pushing me until my feet hit something hard. But he didn't stop, he kept pushing me until he made me fall completely down on the couch of his office and the envelope above me. His hands ran slowly across my body as mine explored under his shirt, feeling for the first time his naked body under my hands, his defined muscles, his warm body.
I unconsciously began to loosen his shirt as his hands slipped under my blouse making me shudder. Our caresses increased more and more, as did our breathing. In those moments I didn't want to think about where that situation was leading us, I just wanted him to continue with his caresses until he made me completely his. At the time I wasn't planning on stopping him, however bad the situation might seem to me. But it wasn't me who stopped him, it was someone knocking on the door. Christian stopped kissing me while we were both breathing heavily.
—Yes.—he said sharply as he stared into my eyes still leaning on me.
— Sorry to bother you, Mr. Grey, I tried to reach you on the phone, but you seem to be on the wrong end of the line, you're wanted at the front desk. —said a voice from the other side of the door.
—I'll be right out, thank you. —he said still a little agitated as he rose from me.
He sat down on the couch and started to button his shirt. Just like he sat on the couch and I tidied up my clothes a little. He wanted to have something with me? Did I want to have something with him? After what happened years ago. Did I still have feelings for him? Did I willing to find out? Did I ready for him to break my heart again? I had to think things through, and being with Christian couldn't do it, he completely clouded my mind and I forgot about the time and place I was. I needed to get out of there and think things over a little bit, but he still had to answer one question.
—In the end you didn't answer my question. —I told him, still breathing fast from the recent kiss, if you could call what happened just a few minutes ago a kiss.
— You can't tell. —he said staring at me for a moment. —I want you, Anastasia, and when I want something I always get it done. —he said smiling sideways.
— Are you so sure of yourself? —he stared at me with his eyes locked in mine.
—Yes, especially the way you react to my kisses. — he said as he approached me and kissed my neck slowly and my breathing was quickening again. —my caresses. he said, sliding one hand over my cheek and the other over my leg as I closed my eyes to his touch.
His caresses disappeared as he got up from the couch and left the office, leaving me excited, again. Oh, God! Had I heard right? He said he wanted me. If he had said it, and as much as I wanted to deny it, I wanted it too. Now much more after feeling his naked body under his shirt. Shit! I have to stop thinking about Christian, this is not good for me.