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PART 2

My heart is yours

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Now he truly believed that this gorgeous vixen was indeed trying to kill him…

"Want me to go back to my apartment now, Christian?" Ana teased.

"No, baby…" he whined, his gray eyes pleading." Stay with m..." he began, but was cut off by Ana's plump lips.

He expected it and yet he was shocked to feel her lips on his. At first he didn't respond, but after a few seconds he did. The feel of her damp panties on his fingers was making his head spin and her pink lips felt so damn good. While closing his eyes, he slowly began to move his lips. Christian's right hand was on the couch, and the other was on her tummy, but when she sweetly bit on his bottom lip he cupped her cheek with his left hand and the other disappeared in her gorgeous, soft locks.

Ana moaned loudly at Christian's touch, completely turning him on.

"Want. You. Now… baby" he breathed, and then sucked hard on her neck, making her beg for him to touch her.

"Touch me, Christian"

He responded by capturing her lips with his own, while squeezing her breast.

"Mhhhhuh" Ana moaned loudly.

Christian was so turned on, and felt how his heart pounded against his rib cage. Ana grabbed at him and began undoing his belt, her cheeks flushed, her blue eyes dark with desire.

"I want you naked, baby" she declared." Now"

That look on her face made him feel so fucking powerful, because it was for him, and only him… he knew that.

'Smug bastard'

Christian sat back and watched how she stood up and threw the belt behind her not caring where it ended up. She then kneeled in front of him, his eyes locked on hers, watching how she unbuttoned his jeans.

Christian thought that this was the best he felt in such a fucking long time. She was such a beautiful, sexy young woman, and she wanted him… only him!

What has he ever done to deserve such an amazing girlfriend?

He didn't have an answer to that question…

She was just about to unzip his jeans, when he stopped her by placing a hand over hers.

"Take off of your bra" he ordered, but she shook her head.

Instead of doing what he demanded, she straddled him once more and brought her lips to his left ear.

"Make me" she challenged, making Christian so fucking hard.

He couldn't resist her and grabbed her face with both hands. Their lips collided in a desperate passionate kiss, their breathing shallow.

Christian could never get enough of her kisses.

More. More. More, that was what he always wanted from Ana…

Her lips tasted so fucking good… God.

All of a sudden Christian felt Ana's small, delicate hand tugging hard on his hair." Ouch." He whispered, while his breath fanned over her sensitive skin.

In response, she turned her face and captured his lips with her own. In an instant his lips parted, so Ana plunged her warm tongue inside his waiting mouth. Christian felt how she dug her nails onto his back… It hurt a little, but when her tongue invaded his mouth, the pain evaporated into nothingness…

Ana was sitting on his lap, and all of a sudden she ground down on him, making the bulge in his pants harder than humanly possible.

"Oh, God. Anaaa." Christian moaned, and grabbed her by her ass, squeezing it roughly.

She gasped in response, her blue eyes fluttering shut." Christian, please…" she whined, and bit him hard on his shoulder.

She was here right now with him, a quivering mess atop of him and yet Christian had some reserves. How many nights did he lie in his own bed, fantasizing about Ana kissing him like this?! Too many nights was the answer to that question.

Fourteen fucking nights!

He had hopelessly fallen in love with her since a year and a half ago.

At first he just wanted to make sure that she was doing fine. But in time, he fell in love. Christian was always there for her and the other way around. They were friends, and that had grown into something more…

Ana was strong, a true beauty and he was a damaged man… one who deserved all the pain and agony that came his way. However, she didn't agree with him on that. She believed in him and had convinced Christian that he too deserved happiness.

Happiness Ana miraculously was willing to give him…

She had such a heart of gold. Ana was loyal, kind, brave and everything else good. God, he loved her so, so much. Some nights, Christian woke up in the middle of the night, terrified not to find her lying next to him. However, most of the time (when she wasn't working late nights), Ana was there… She was in his bed, sprawled out next to him, lying atop his chest.

So fucking gorgeous…

Christian had given up on anything good, but she had given him hope… it was just a flicker of it and yet it burned inside his heart, making him feel human again…

Knowing how much Ana cared for him and feeling this wonderful spark inside his heart, gave him hope and a reason to live.

'I love her' were the words that bounced inside his head right then, while he devoured her delicious lips.

But all of a sudden, Ana pulled away from him and brought her lips to his ear.

"I love you, Christian…" she whispered, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

That was it… Christian totally lost control and grabbed her face with both hands. She looked so beautiful. With her hair in a mess and her lips swollen from his kisses, she looked at him with pleading eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest was heaving and her breath shallow and ragged.

"Say that again, please?" Christian begged.

Ana looked him deep in the eyes and whispered." I love you, Christian Grey. I don't care about your past. All that matters to me is right now…"

He didn't imagine it! She did say those words.

"I love you too, Ana… So, so much." He replied, making her heart skip a beat.

After all that he had been through, she never in a million years would've thought that he'd confess his love to her. Christian had been through hell, when he joined the ARMY. He was just 21 then, and had endured horror and trauma during his deployment. All that he had seen and done was not something he wished upon his enemies.

And when he came back home, he suffered from PTSD like most of them.

Ana met him two years ago, when he was 36. So, what he had to do and what he saw during his missions, happened fifteen years ago. And yet he still had the nightmares. It took him a while to trust her with it, but miraculously he opened up to her about it.

Christian hated himself for what he had done during his deployment, and decided that he didn't deserve love and happiness.

However, Ana showed him every day that everyone deserved love, even if he thought differently. Yeah, she was determined and stubborn like that.

"My heart is yours, Ana… all yours" she heard him whisper, bringing her back to now.

Ana knew that there was no turning back now. It was impossible... She didn't think that he would take the initiative, so she decided to take charge. She loved him and wanted him. Now… RIGHT. NOW.

Ana locked her hands behind the back of his neck and was grinding on him once more. He shut his eyes tightly in response… he really couldn't help it. Feeling her warm core on him, made Christian lose it. She was totally driving him crazy!

Her lips and her tongue and her teeth and her warm body and her scent… it was all driving him to the brink of insanity.

And still, he was able to control himself. Christian was strong, and was absolutely terrified of hurting her by accident. It could get dangerous for her, if he didn't keep himself in check.

What if he got so excited and would hurt Ana? He could never forgive himself for such a thing! He had his eyes still closed and begged.

"Please, Ana… not so fast..."

She immediately understood him. This one time, she wanted to wake him up from a horrible nightmare. However, when he awoke he thought he was still in the war zone and grabbed Ana, holding her down…

"I don't want to hurt you again..." he said, his voice full of regret.

"We've been through this before… you will not hurt me again, OK?" She promised, and gave him a peck on the lips." You got this"

Christian then smiled, and cupped her face with his left hand." You mean everything to me." He pointed out." Everything…"

Ana kissed his lips once more in response. This time it was gentle and sweet. " Besides, I trust you. Completely. And to tell you the truth; if you don't give me what I want right now, I will surely explode." She confessed, and bit her bottom lip, while looking at him through her thick eyelashes.

Ana was already wet and could feel underneath her that Christian was turned on too. Oh, he definitely wanted her also.

Still, Christian sat there motionless, trying to calm himself down. So Ana decided to force him a bit. Oh, she had her naughty ways to convince him. She moved from his lap and got up from the couch. She then took a few steps back and turned around. Ana slowly brought her fingers to the left strap of her bra and tugged it downwards.

Christian's mouth fell open slightly, and he shifted on the couch, his tight pants getting so fucking uncomfortable.

She looked at him seductively, and bit her lip. Then she did the same with the right strap…

In her blue eyes, Christian saw things he never dared to hope for. He saw lust, want and desire, but more importantly he saw... love.

After all that he had done, Christian never dared to wish for something like this… like his Ana... He had built his company from scratch, and became successful after just six years. However, he punished himself by being a loner.

Well, that ended two years ago, when he met Ana.

She was his?! Really? He still could not believe it. Unbelievable but true…

" I want you now, Christian. Are you going to do something about it? Or are you afraid?" he heard her say in such a seductive manner.

Those words made Christian snap! Within seconds, he stood in front of her and grabbed her roughly by her waist. Something inside of him warned him; he had to calm down. But Christian couldn't control himself anymore. Ana gasped from the force of his hands on her waist, his fingers digging onto her delicate flesh, making her sigh contently. Oh, he was so going to give her what she desperately needed right now.

Their bodies were so close from one another. Christian's hands roamed from her waist to her cheeks and in one swift move, he let their lips collide. Ana gladly parted her lips, so he could devour her the way she wanted him to.

Their tongues were playing with each other, while her hands landed on the big scar on his left arm.

'So hot.' She thought.' So fucking hot…'

Christian looked absolutely fuckable with all those scars on his body. It pained her that he got hurt years ago, but he wore his scars proudly and that was something she found so fucking sexy…

While nibbling on his bottom lip, her fingers began their quest on his arm, tracing every inch of it. Moaning softly, while enjoying everything that Ana was doing to him, his right hand caressed her waist. He moved his hand and it ended up on her ass and squeezed it roughly. At this point she couldn't think clearly anymore. All Ana wanted now was to feel her legs around his waist. It was like he could read her mind. Because within seconds, Christian's left hand landed on her ass also, and with both hands he lifted her up so she could wrap her long legs around his waist.

Feeling Christian so close to her, drove her crazy, almost making her come then and there.

She was soaking through her panties.

"Christian… babyyyy" she whined, and held onto him and never wanted to let him go. Her heart was beating so fast, that it scared her. With her legs still around his waist, Christian began to move. He gently pushed her up against the wall, and said." You'll be the end of me…"

While digging her fingernails hard onto his shoulders, Ana smiled at his reaction. He was moaning from pain and pleasure. Christian slipped a finger inside of her, making his member throb and strain against his jeans. His length was so fucking hard to the point that it hurt tremendously.

Christian wanted her as much as she wanted him right now, but… suddenly he realized that he didn't want to do it like this: up against the wall in his mansion. Ana was the person he loved the most in this world and the most precious thing in his life. She deserved so much more than this.

Ana deserved to be treated like a princess, because in his eyes she was. With pain in his heart, Christian tore his lips away from her and gently helped her on her feet.

Ana stood there shocked, not understanding what she did wrong. She was shaking her head, because she didn't understand why Christian had stopped.

"Wait… what?" she managed to say, while looking up at him in disbelief.

He gently put the straps of her bra in its place, and gestured her to sit on the couch." Please, babe?"

Ana plopped herself down on his couch, and waited for him. When he was seated next to her, Ana looked dumbfounded and confused at him." Wha… what's wrong, babe?" she asked, her voice trembling heavily.

Disappointed, she looked up at him. Ana was hoping that he would answer her soon, because her tears were about to roll down her cheeks.

"Why did you stop? Don't you want me?" she asked with a shaky voice.

Christian looked at her lovingly." There's no other woman that I want, but you. I want you SO badly, Ana… But I think you deserve better. You deserve better than this…." He said, and cupped her face with his right hand." I never take you out. I haven't introduced you to my parents yet, or my siblings. I feel like I'm just using you to make me feel better… and that's wrong."

At this point, Ana couldn't take it anymore. While tears rolled down her cheeks, she shouted. " You don't get to decide what I deserve, Christian Grey! It's my choice… my life. And I want you! Don't you get it?! I want you and only you. And there's nothing you or anyone else can do about it!"

Ana couldn't believe this was happening. She let her tears flow, while avoiding Christian's gaze.

He observed her and shook his head. Why does Ana want him? She deserved things he couldn't give. But she was right. If she wanted him, who was he to deny her that? Christian wanted her too.

As a sigh escaped his lips, he brushed a lock from her gorgeous face.

"Okay, Ana. You are right. But please let me do this the right way?" he asked.

She looked up at him and asked." What's the right way, Christian?"

He wiped away the tears from her face in response." It's a surprise. Can you come to my place tomorrow evening around 7:30? You can dress up, if you want."

Ana furrowed her brows, and locked eyes with him." Okay, but what are you planning, Christian?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out." he teased, and then winked at her.

Note: So... what is he planning? Maybe introducing her to his family? Or something else?

Any ideas? Let me know.

OK, this has become a 4-part short story. Hehe.

Hmmm... Thank you so much for reading my work and the wonderful reviews. :)

Till part 3.

xoxo,

J