Ok, ladies, I listened to you and yesterday and today I took the time and I edited out what I had to and made the best of it, I got three chapters edited. HOWEVER! Sorry for shouty capitals here, but however, based on the fact it is an original piece, I wasn't wanting to compromise on the story and water it did so the next few chapters will take place in Whistler BC. As well as the Seattle parts too, I know the city better and its a lot better than me dumbing down how awesome Seattle is with minor details, actually that is half of the reasons that some of my stories don't get finished, its because I don't know what I can't write about. So it is a minor switch but one I hope you will enjoy! I don't own Fifty Shade of Grey or charcters and I welcome all good and bad reviews.

Chapter 6

As we climbed into bed together. I could feel what he feel in the shirt, beautiful. Every inch of him and I in harmony. He kissed me and I kissed him back as if I meant to say Keep me, love me, want me! He must have picked up on it because he was trying harder. He was wanting to try new things with me, he sent me to heaven and never brought me down. I loved sucking his big thick cock off, I loved how he was licking my sweet pussy. What he would say to make me climax at the right time. I loved how I rode him on the bed, how he took me from behind, he loved pulling my hair, spanking me. I loved the missionary position he could still kiss me and get me to cum hard. It was all too easy for him he must have picked up on it. He knew he had me right where he wanted me, he knew if I asked he would give me his world, he was right. I had changed my mind I wanted the romance the world could offer, I wanted it all from him. As we were coming down from our last very powerful orgasm. Panting for breath, he looked over at me and said.

"I think something's changed, what's going on?" Thinking back to the last eight hours in the air, knowing we would be landing soon. Something had changed, it was me. I fell in love, I didn't want to, but I did with Christian.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Trying to hide it. Embarrassed about showing my love him to shine through, I wanted to show him but it would make me look weak and clingy.

"I think something happened while on the flight to get me, and I don't see your picture up anymore so I think you're ashamed to think I think about you everywhere I am?" My smile faded, it felt like he had just pushed me out the exit door and said: "have a nice trip!"

"No, it's not like that!" It came out in an exuberated sigh, knowing differently, I couldn't let him know how I felt. I sat up ready to make a break to the bathroom to get changed.

"Then what is it? Clearly, you did something the past eight hours that I haven't felt from any woman, and I don't know to be feeling happy or upset." He sat up with me and rubbed my back as I rubbed my forehead feeling lightheaded from the sex. "You ok?" Noting my lightheadedness, I nodded, "yeah just lightheaded," He rolled over and grabbed a bottle of cold water, and cracked it open for me, I attentively took a sip. "Just..." I can't say it, it will scare him and I don't want that, I want him to know but I can't, I have to hide it, the thought of hiding my feelings again made me feel sick.

"Well, what is it?" He asked again.

"I can't tell you!" I yelped watching him getting more frustrated.

"Why not?" He asked me, I thought to settle on second best save your ass.

"Because I like you!" I jumped up as I said it, I didn't like how it made me feel, waving my arms to my sides, I began to pace the small cabin, running my fingers into tangled bed hair, I put my head on the cabin wall and breathed out an answer that I hoped would help close this subject. "And I am feeling scared, I was putting more of what I wanted into the sex because I wanted to know if you felt the same way I do. I know I would never get my feelings mixed into this, but I can't help it." The captain came over the sound system, to tell us we had to take our seats and to get dressed so then we could land in Vancouver. I ran to the bed as I heard it and grabbed my clothes and left his silver shirt on and walked into the bathroom holding my tears in. Pulling the door closed so he couldn't see me cry as I changed. Knowing he would never understand my pain in my heart over him, I love him and yet I can't voice it. Because I will scare him away it had happened once before to me. I fell hard and fast, and I blurted it out in the middle of sex and he said that's nice. The guy left a text the next day saying it wasn't going to work out that all he wanted was to fuck me. I was heartbroken. I didn't notice him behind me naked, I was only half naked. I was feeling his hands on my butt and then my clit. I was on a six-hour pleasure ride, he started rubbing that spot that made me cum so many times before. He looked at me in the mirror, one hand on my clit, the other on my neck. He held me I felt his cock pushing against my butt as if to say do as I say. He looked deep into my eyes as he spoke.

"Look I am going to make you cum and if you don't give me the right answer I will stop, and you can't touch yourself to finish, ok?"

"What? Oh!" As he rubbed my clit, he kept rubbing and he asked.

"Why you take your picture down?" Thinking back to where I left it, I put it in the closet, while looking for other pictures of girls.

"I was oh... I'm cu...What?" He stopped.

"No, no, finish what you started and will finish what I started." Thinking hard, and in pain.

"I was looking," I panted as he paused, I felt pain in my body he asked.

"For?"

"For other girls, I thought you kept a locked drawer so for every new girl got on board you switch pictures out to make them think you thought about them in flight. Ah, I'm coming." I squeezed out in a cry.

"Good girl, you like that," He was rubbing my pussy a little harder. I was grabbing the sink and screaming, my body was tender from all the hours in flight and fucking. I came hard all over his fingers, he grabbed my arms and spun me around and turned me away from the mirror, moved his mouth down and started licking my sweet folds.

"Now my Ana why were you putting so much more effort into today?" He kept licking as I found an answer.

"I don't know, I think I have feelings for you." He licked a bit more before asking.

"How deep are these feelings?" He asked as I breathlessly answered.

"I can't say," he stopped making me scream in pain.

"You can't or won't?" He pushed harder on my buttons making cling to the sink harder.

"What does it matter, you'll still leave me if I say it." I moaned out, he paused as he licked one more time almost pushing me over the edge.

"Say what? That you love me?" He pushed for an answer again as I screamed. "Come on baby, I know you want to."

"If I do, you'll leave, I know it!" Shaking around him he knew I was close, I could barely hold on to the sink.

"If you tell me, chances are looking good for you now." He licked one more time, and with that, I screamed my answer.

"Yes!" I cried, he licked me one more time. He pushed his head deep within my secret folds as I kept screaming. He knew how hard I was coming from him. He knew how I felt about him right now.

"Christian I love you." Where did that come from? I was in pain from the orgasm, I held onto his head, and the sink, oh god I was ready to be sick.

"Ana, I will always treasure you, with or without love from you." I sank into his arms as we made love one last time on the bathroom sink, I gave him my lips, swollen and my hair a mess. His hand in my head. I felt everything he had in him. I really gave him everything I had, every kiss, every scream, everything, I gave him my body and he accepted it, every time. We were close to landing as he took me over to the bed and whisper,

"Baby it will be hard and fast ok?" I nodded as he pushed his rock hard cock inside of my swollen body, "baby say you'll stay, then I'll know, you're not like the rest of them." I looked into his eyes as he thrust into me.

"I promise Christian to stay." He groaned and held me. The plane was on route to landing we heard a knock on the cabin door, he looked up.

"Just land we can hang onto the bed." We crawled into the bed as he pinned me down and made out with me, I don't know why I should love him, he is a man there to fuck, and we had nothing I thought in common.

When we landed in Vancouver, I pulled on my clothes on over my sweat-sticky covered body, and I looked at his damp Armani shirt, "don't worry about it baby, I'm happy somebody other than me got some enjoyment out of it besides me." He smiled at me as I grabbed, and held it close, "Here" He looked at me, and took the shirt from me, "It's raining, I don't my Ana sick." He pulled on the shirt over my shoulders and onto my arms and over my body and buttoned it up, I took the tails of the shirt on the bottom and tied it into a knot, watching his small smile dance across his lips as he watched me torment his shirt around my body, he looked into my eyes and held his hand out, "Come on." He spoke and took my hand to the door of the plane. It was raining I knew in summer that rain was normal, I just felt better. I took Christian's hand, he held it for a minute as we walked down the stairs of the plane, as we got to the car he let my hand go. I thought it's ok it might be all the sweat in our hands every nerve on my skin was on high at his touch I would explode and want him over and over again, we got into his limo and I sat towards the window, I watched him every so often. He just stared out the window. I watched as the baggage handlers took our cargo out and load the limo up.

"Does the driver know to take me to?" I asked after we pulled away from the plane.

"Yeah he knows Ana, we're going to Whistler" It changed from the plane to the car, he acted differently in the car, and I slid over to him, "Hey you ok?" I put my hand on his shoulder, "Just feeling tried," he smiled at my touch.

"You're better than a workout at the gym" I smiled as he said it.

"Ok just I get it, I am sorry for what happened up there just my feelings got in the way, it won't happen again." His smile faded while I spoke.

"What do you mean?" He asked fast, thinking fast this has never happened most guys laugh it off and are like "No worries babe." But this was different. "Well I mean is…" Panic set into his eyes as I was about to answer, "Were you faking it?" The question set me back. "No, never, I just mean, I promised no feelings with sex and because of female hormones things it makes it harder to do so. Please understand." He looked at me with his grey eyes, more relaxed.

"Baby I take fully what you said to heart, you didn't scare me, you didn't push me away, I am right here, just thank you for your feelings, and I want to keep seeing you, longer now that I know how you feel." I slid back into my seat, he likes me and wants me, this hasn't happened before what I am going to do. Relaxing in my seat as we made the long trip back up into the city, and I looked out over the road followed by other cars.

As we passed Furry Creek, I felt the need to be close to Christian, and slid into his arms and wrapped my legs over his, he woke up as he saw I wanted to stay in his arms he then rolled up the divider, and said,

"May this be the ride to remember!" He pushed me up off his lap and laid me down on the limo seat and undid my jeans shorts and my black sneakers, and left my shirt on, he started kissing my lips and playing with my swollen clit lips even one touch now would send me so far over the edge he wouldn't have much fun for long, I reached and grabbed his belt, he helped me move the belt out of the way and he got my hand down his pants as I rubbed his cock in my hand back and forth, he got hard really quickly, thinking that the man must take Viagra daily, how can he keep up? He looked down on my new red demi lace bra and matching panties and he pulled my panties down to my ankle and started licking my swollen clit and in and out of my pussy, bring me to my weakest, I looked up at him and gasped,

"Why you like going down on me so much?" He looked up and sat up on his knees in front of me with his two fingers stuck them in my mouth. "Taste it" I began sucking on his two fingers like it was a popsicle watching his face turn to enjoyment, I sucked harder, licking the sweet and salty taste of me mixed with a bit of him off him. "Suck on those fingers, tell me if that was my cock would you give him the same treatment?" I nodded with his fingers still in my mouth, not wanting to let go, he looked at me "Ana let go," I nodded and let go of his fingers from my mouth, longing for the sweet taste of his flesh again. "Good girl" he placed fingers into my very wet pussy, I moaned by the time he got into me every thrust he made me cum so hard around him without trying, then he was looking deep into my eyes.

"Ana, promise to never leave, never love anybody else but me, please." I shuddered as he said it as I was coming harder around him, my body becoming swallowed around his thrusting cock, looking into his eyes, I couldn't promise it, and I lied as I kissed him and said: "I promise, Christian I promise to never leave you."

"Say it again and mean it!" I was coming harder I could tell he was close,

"Christian, I promise to never leave."

"Ana!" He screamed as he came into me. He pinned me down with his body and held me down, his lips on mine for quite some time before pulling back.

"Ana, I mean it, don't leave me, Please." I looked at him as he came undone in me, and I saw it, he loved me, "I won't leave if you promise to love me as much as you can."

"Ana, I promise." We held each other until we got to Whistler.