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"
I think I'd talked a little too much. At that moment I looked into Christian's eyes and he looked at me with a wicked smile on his face, what he would be up to.
—Now I'm getting something. —he said as he slid his hands to my breasts and massaged them gently making me moan.
— Weren't we going to take a bath? — I asked him as his lips slid down my neck at that moment.
—True, for a brief moment I had forgotten. —he turned me around and as he kissed on my neck he walked with me to the bathroom.
As soon as we got to the bathroom he continued to caress me, sliding his hands over my body until they reached the jeans, unclenching the button and sliding one hand inside making me moan.
—Mmm... —he groaned in my ear as he bit the earlobe of my ear and made me shudder completely.
He turned to face me and put both hands through my jeans stroking my buttocks. In those moments he looked at me in a mischievous way, with a bold twisted smile on his lips that were only a few millimeters from mine, barely rubbing against each other.
—We're going to bathe or you're planning some new method of torture as you lightly rub your lips against mine. —I whispered to his lips as I felt him laugh.
I knew it wasn't me talking at the time, but the alcohol in my system, but there was nothing I could do at the time. It was too late to regret having drunk.
—We're taking a bath, and yes, I'm planning a new method of torture. —he said as he lowered my jeans little by little along with my panties.
He undressed quickly and we both went into the shower. Christian rubbed his hands with bath gel while looking at me seductively. Unlike what I imagined and expected, he didn't bathe me, he didn't even touch his hands on my body, did anything happen to change his mind? Well, he wasn't serious. On the contrary, he smiled at me mischievously. I took gel in my hands and bathed quickly and like him I ignored it completely, no matter how much I wanted to touch it I did not. I came out of the bathroom and started to dry up and then I was surprised by his hands on mine taking my towel off. And then he started drying my body, running every inch of it. I closed my eyes as he walked through my body, letting me go. And then I felt his warm hands running over me. I opened my eyes, he had let go of the towel and his lips went towards mine devouring me as he carried me to bed and lowered me there. Then he smiled at me again as he walked to the side of the bed.
— Did you put the handcuffs away? —he asked me with a frown.
—Yes, in the last drawer of the closet. —I answered him smiling at him like an idiot.
But very late I realized I shouldn't have told him where they were. All those questions he had asked and now asking about the handcuffs, oh no, this wasn't going to go well. He took the handcuffs out of the drawer and went back to bed, put them on the bedside table and leaned over me to kiss me. His tongue ran every inch of my mouth making me moan as his hands slid down my hot, naked, excited body. He sat on me as he slid his warm tongue down my neck making my body stand up completely as he continued to descend. As he was reaching for my breasts he stopped and stood up and stared at me staring as he straddled over me. Its imposing member before my eyes. He leaned over me and stretched one of his hands out to the nightstand where he took the handcuffs. Oh God!
—Then I guess somewhere in the book he ties the girl to the bed with handcuffs. — he said to me sensually while I swallowed dry.
I must say that everything seems very exciting in the book, but not to the point of wanting to experience it for yourself. But when you find yourself in this situation, many things happen in your mind and you wonder if the sensations would be the same as those described in the book. Christian kept looking at me as he held the handcuffs in his hand, imagining that he was waiting for an answer from me.
—Yes. —I answered when I found my voice and it came out more like a scream.
I was nervous at the time and had no idea why...well I did, I couldn't imagine myself tied to the bed while Christian was violently possessing me.
—I still don't understand why he needed this. —he said very thoughtful.
—Because he likes control. —I replied automatically. When I'm going to learn not to think out loud. Shut up, Ana!
—I like control too. —he said, staring at me, leaning over me and with his lips close to mine. —But I like it when you touch me.
—I like to touch you too. —I replied as my hands slid down his chest and shoulders.
That's when Christian smiled at me, apparently he had remembered something.
—You want to share the joke with me. — I asked him while he was staring at me.
—Well, it's more of a demonstration. —he said to me while I didn't understand.
—You explain better. —I asked him to be intrigued.
—You remember the message of the morning, the three x's. —he said to me, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
—Yes. —I said to him as I laughed, remembering him.
—Well, I think I'll show you what they mean to me now. —he said as he joined his lips to mine.
I felt a metallic noise on the floor and I imagined that he had released the handcuffs. At least I didn't have to worry about anything as he began to slowly devour my body, slowly making me lose my sanity and consciousness. Christian didn't look anything like Leon Romano.
—I need a dress for Ethan and Mia's wedding. — I exclaimed in frustration as I dropped onto the couch.
It was Tuesday night the boys were out, they were out on business, so we were enjoying a girls' night out. We had the apartment all to ourselves. It was strange that Christian was not by my side, I had become so accustomed to his presence that it was strange. Christian hadn't been to work today, so it was doubly frustrating to be separated from him for so long. So I had taken advantage of it and in the afternoon I went out for a moment to make a quick visit to the doctor. Now we were both alone in the apartment talking about what we would wear to Mia and Ethan's wedding.
—Surely we can find something in my closet, you don't have to spend money. —Kate said to me as she put some pop corns in her mouth and sat down next to me.
This was one of those typical girls' nights where we stayed up late at night watching shows while eating lots of junk food and judging which actor looked better with his shirt off.
—I don't want to bother you, tomorrow I'll go out for a moment and be sure...
—Anastasia Stelle! —she exclaimed on the verge of fury, almost jumping off the couch. —If you spend a penny on a dress that you'll only wear once and most likely won't reach the height of those in my closet, I swear you're going to have a hard time. —she said to me as he pointed a finger at me. This was the angry, bossy Kate. When she put herself this way the best thing to do was to listen to her and not disobey her.
—All right. —I replied resignedly.
—Good. —now he said with a smile.
His rapid mood swings reminded me of someone. Someone who's been around the city from club to club right now. I looked at my watch and realized that it was quite late, I think it was best to go to bed. I got up off the couch and started walking back to my room.
— Aren't you going to wait for Christian? —Kate asked me as I turned briefly to her.
—No, I gave him my key to get in, he said he didn't know what time they'd be back. —I turned around and continued walking to the room.
I lay down on the bed and as much as I tried to stay awake for another while to see if he would come, it was impossible. My eyes gradually closed until I fell completely asleep.
The alarm clock rang insistently. I stretched out my hand and turned it off but I lay in bed another while. I turned to the other side and then I suddenly sat on the bed. Where was Christian? Had he come back last night? The handcuffs were on the floor, exactly where I left them before I went to bed last night and the little chain was still around my neck. Shit! Did something happen to him? I got up quickly, put on my shorts, took my car keys and ran out of the room. If he hadn't come to sleep last night, maybe he'd stayed in his apartment. I was just hoping nothing had happened to him.
— Are you going somewhere?
And then I stopped. Christian was in the kitchen looking at me with a frown, worried. My eyes didn't believe what they were seeing, I still wasn't convinced that he was there. Then I breathed again, I didn't realize I was holding my breath. And at that moment I ran out to where he was and hugged him tightly and took him by surprise. Christian gave me back my hug after a moment and I stayed there for I don't know how long, until the anguish and anxiety I had felt waking up without him by my side gradually disappeared. Now I felt a little better while he was still hugging me.
— Did something happen? —he asked me as I raised my head. — Are you crying? —he said as he wiped a tear from my cheek.
I didn't even realize I was doing it.
—You scared me, I thought you didn't come back last night. —I replied still a little saddened.
—That's no reason to be scared. —he said to me as I stared at him and at that moment I decided to confess my greatest fear when I woke up that morning.
—I thought something had happened to you. —I answered him as he looked at me and smiled slightly.
—Nothing happened to me, I came back very late and I didn't want to wake you, I'm sorry if I worried you. —he said as he took my face in his hands, forcing me to stare at him, and his lips were only inches away from mine.
— You slept without the handcuffs?
—No, I put them on and took them off this morning, apparently you didn't notice the moment I did. —he said to me as he gave me a gentle kiss on the lips to calm me down a little.
—I'm a little better now, thank you. — I said with a slight smile.
—That's good, breakfast is ready. —he said to me as he squeezed me into his arms.
—Well, I just need a quick shower. — I told him trying to get out of his arms but he stopped me.
—I think I need one too right now. —he said as he smiled maliciously at me and we both went to the bathroom.