It was the best birthday of my life. As Christian had promised me, the plans lasted until dawn. Waking up watching him sleep peacefully next to me continued to seem absolutely amazing and something I never thought I could get used to. His face wore the sexy two-day beard barely incipient, and made him look sexier than usual. I gently slid my fingers down his cheek as the hair fell on his face and he smiled slightly. He looked gorgeous in his sleep. And the strangest thing of all was that for several days he had no more night terrors or sleepwalking, not even tied to the bed to sleep. The sun came in through the hatch and warmed our partially covered naked bodies. Now that I noticed, I had a glass, it wasn't completely open. I slid my fingers through his hair gently, it was long, much longer than I remembered when I first saw him. Christian's eyes slowly opened and he looked at me tenderly.

— What are you doing? —he asked me framing an eyebrow.

—Nothing, I think you need a haircut. —I said to him, sliding my hand over a few locks and taking it away from his face.

—Yes, I've been thinking about it for a while, I think I'll do it as soon as we get to the mainland. —he said, squeezing his arms around my waist.

—We should get up, don't you think. —Christian smiled at me.

—For my sake, we stayed here forever. —he said as he kissed me sucking my lower lip. —Although we've already lost a day's work, I don't think it's very convenient to lose another one often. —he said while I stared at him.

—What time is it? —I asked him as he squinted.

—Let me see, I think I remember going to bed at dawn, so it should be about 4:20 pm. —he said looking at his watch on the bedside table.

I still didn't understand how I had forgotten that my birthday was Sunday and that we were working the next day. How did this happen?

—And now how are we going to justify the absence. —I asked him while he kept smiling at me very serene. Wasn't he worried about the absence?

—Don't worry, I took care of it several days ago. —he answered by sliding one hand down my cheek. —Now what if we take a bath? —he said as he got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

I lay in bed watching him walk gloriously naked until he disappeared into the bathroom. I still didn't believe that this body was totally mine, that he loved me as I loved him.

—Aren't you coming? Or I have to come for you. —he said, peeking out the door briefly.

—I'm coming. —I answered him as I got out of bed.

And then I could see the remains of the lingerie set scattered on the floor. I think that was the first and only time I was going to wear it. We bathed quickly, Christian came out of the bathroom while he tucked a towel around his waist after having dried a little and after drying me, he had insisted and I did not protest. I wrapped myself in the towel and left for the room with a small problem, I had no clean underwear. The new one was scattered on the floor of the room.

—Don't worry about it. —he said following my gaze. —Take it. —he said, holding another gift box for me.

I hurriedly opened it and the whole thing was exactly the same as the one he had destroyed.

—That was more of a gift to me. I think I remember once I told you that I was going to show you how quickly a lingerie set broke. —he said as he picked up the jeans and boxers from the floor.

—I've seen how fast it can break. You're not going to destroy this one, are you? —I asked him, taking the box away from his gaze.

—Not unless you ask me to. —he replied with a smile as he put on his jeans. —Let's finish dressing, Elliot and Kate are be worried that we haven't returned. —he said, looking for his shirt on the back of one of the seats.

I took out my new underwear and put it on just like the dress. When we finished dressing we went to the cabin where I sat next to him while he drove the yacht back to New York. After a few minutes of sailing he turned to me smiling.

—Come here. —he asked me pointing to his legs.

I got up from my seat and went where he was. He took me by one hand and pulling me, sat me on his legs back to him.

—Take the helm. —he asked me while I hesitated.

—Chris, I don't know how to handle this. —I said to him with trembling hands.

Christian put his hands on mine and reassured me a little.

—You see, it's not that difficult. —he said as he kissed my neck making me tremble.

—You're making it difficult. —I replied as I felt him laugh at my neck.

—It's like driving a car, your eyes in front of you and your hands on the wheel. —he said as he lowered his hands and put them on my thighs. —Don't forget, hands on the wheel and look straight ahead. —he said to me as he put the dress on my legs.

—Chris, I don't think this is a good idea, I can't concentrate on two things at the same time. —I replied as my breathing began to accelerate.

—Just concentrate on driving, forget the rest. —he said as he bit the lobe of my ear and then smiled when he felt me moan.

Front view and hands on the wheel, it wasn't so complicated to do. But Christian was making it complicated as he slowly slid one hand down my belly, with the other he caressed my sex in circles and his lips kissed my neck. God! I couldn't stand this. My hands trembled at the wheel desperate to loosen and twist around his neck. My lips were half-opened as I breathed heavily from his insistent caresses. I tried to close my legs but his hand prevented me. His erection pressed against my buttocks, I was excited, too excited to be able to continue with this.

—Chris... I can't take another second. —Christian stopped the movement of his hand over my sex as he smiled in my ear.

—I could go on with the torture, but I think last night was enough. —he replied as he withdrew his hands. —Sit next to me. —he asked me while I was doing it and he continued to drive the yacht.

And he had done it to me one more time, but it wasn't going to stay that way. I smiled inwardly at the idea that had just occurred to me. I got up from the seat and sat next to him on the yacht floor as I began to loosen his jeans.

—What are you doing? —he asked, looking briefly at me.

—Testing your theory, let's see if you can concentrate on two things at the same time. I said to him as I finished loosening his jeans and lowering his boxers a bit to release his erection.

Christian looked at me briefly and I looked back at him.

—Front view and hands on the wheel. — I said to him pointing a finger at him as he smiled at me and looked straight ahead, taking his lustful gaze away from me.

I took his limb in my hand and began to massage it, up and down, feeling its stiffness in my hand. Feeling how his breathing accelerated at every moment as well as mine. I brought my mouth closer and after exhaling on it and slowly sliding the tongue from the tip to the base, I put it in my mouth. It felt hot and hard, and as I sucked again and again I felt Christian groan and shudder. I sucked and licked his limb faster and faster, putting it more and more into my mouth. One of his hands left the wheel and went towards my head, so I bit him slightly.

—Shit! —he exclaimed as his hands took me by the shoulders and lifted me off the ground.

He turned a key on the panel and the yacht began to stop as he in a quick movement turned me back to him and facing the panels leaning over them as he lifted my dress, lowered my underwear and quickly entered me making me moan.

—Oh yes baby! —he exclaimed in my ear. —Now it's much better, I love being inside you. —he said in and out of me.

My body quickly began to convulse as I accompanied his movements and with a few more wraps I felt him filling me completely screaming my name deliciously, and the climax invaded me completely as I shouted his name and left me jelly on the panels. I could barely hold myself in my hands. Christian hugged me from behind, kissing my neck.

—I think it was proven that you can't concentrate on two things at the same time. —I said to him, turning towards him.

—Yes, you can't do it either. —he say smiling me as I put on my dress and stared at it. —Now that you've proven your point, we can continue the journey back. —he said, sticking to me and kissing me quickly.

—Yes, I think we can continue now. —I replied as I sat in my seat again.

Christian pulled up his boxers and jeans fastening them before he sat down on the chair and gave me a crooked smile, my favourite. He turned the key and the yacht's engine roared once more as he accelerated.

We left the marina for my apartment. When we got there, there was no sign of Elliot or Kate, it was completely deserted. How strange! Christian hugged me from behind, kissing my neck.

—Change and get some rest, I'll make dinner. —he said to me, making me turn to him.

—I don't think it would be fair... —but he interrupted me by putting a finger on my lips.

—We'll settle accounts later, now go rest. —he said to me, turning and pushing me into the room.

And I didn't argue with him any more, the truth was that I was exhausted. It had been a long weekend and the longest birthday party of my life. I took off my dress and heels and lay on the bed with my new - and still unbroken - lingerie set. And I began to remember the weekend. It was definitely the best birthday of my life. I took out my cell phone and called my parents, I hadn't talked to them in a while. They answered the second doorbell.

—Yes. —that was my mother.

—Hi mom, how are you? — I asked her as I turned to the little table and took the sketchbook.

—All right, how was your birthday? —she asked me curiously.

—Great, we've just arrived. —I replied very animatedly as I looked at the sketches I had made from my memory of Christian.

—Did you and Kate have a lot of fun? —if she knew I hadn't spent my birthday with Kate, well at least not all of it, just part of it.

—I have to tell you something. —yes, I think this was a good time to tell her.

—I know, you have a boyfriend. —she said to me very animatedly. Did she read minds.

—Yes, how did you know? —I asked her curiously.

—I thought so, well tell me about him. What's his name? How did you meet? What's he like? Those things. —she said very excited.

Well, mom, is my boss, he's a millionaire, he's very good, his name is Christian, remember, the son of our neighbors. Yes, I think that was a good summary, but not one that I could release to my mother right now. Then I came up with something.

—How about I take him to meet you for the weekend. —I suggested while she was screaming hysterically on the other side of the phone, making me separate it from my ear.

—Okay, I can wait until the weekend to meet him. Can I ask you something?

—Tell me.

—Are you happy? —she asked me while I smiled like an idiot.

—Yes...a lot.

—How happy I am for you, I can't wait to meet him. —she said very excited.

— All you have to do is wait for Friday, and Dad as he is.

—Well he hasn't arrived yet.

—We'll leave after work, so we'll be there for dinner.

—All right, I'll see you Friday then, a kiss.

—Another one, till Friday. —and I hung up.

Now all I had to do was ask Christian, but I would do that a little later. I looked through the notebook and fell asleep.

Everything was upside down and it was very hot. I blinked several times and then everything went dark, I didn't see anything, I rubbed my eyes a couple of times and then I saw a blinding light. When my eyes adapted I saw the silhouette of a figure in front of me. Little by little the light dimmed and the image became a little clearer. It was Christian, although he looked very strange, not as I remembered him. He approached me smiling. I tried to move towards him but I couldn't. When he got to where I was, his eyes were worried, he took me by the shoulders and shook me. His lips moved but I didn't listen to the words he said. He moved me once more and then everything went dark.

—Anastasia. —I heard how they called me, it sounded so far away. Everything was still dark around me. —Anastasia, wake up. —I felt someone move my arm.

Then I opened my eyes. Everything was dark and I could see Christian sitting next to me in my bed, even though I couldn't see him well.

—Wait, I'm going to turn on the light. —he said, getting out of bed as I stood up and sat down.

The light blinded me momentarily and I covered my eyes until they adapted to the clarity.