So this chapter has only been edited on my phone and uploaded from there as well. So please forgive me for any mistakes that you may find. I have reread this chapter about five times. So I hope it's perfect for you. It's just a little fluff before some drama unfolds.
APOV:
I am walking through GEH's doors when I am stopped at the front desk.
"Hello Miss, do you have an appointment to see someone in this building?" No lady, just thought I would walk right on in and take a tour around.
"Yes. I am here to meet Mr. Grey for lunch at 11:30." She smiles sarcastically in disbelief and makes a snorting noise as if she is amused. Who is this bitch? Her platinum blonde hair is pulled back so tightly I think she has lost brain cells.
"And what exactly is your name?" She says in an annoyed voice.
"Ana Steele." She is staring at her computer, her beady brown eyes are darting across the screen.
"Sorry, Miss Steele, I don't see your name on the screen for today's appointments. You are more than welcome to take a card and call to schedule one." She says as if she has effectively dismissed me.
"Excuse me, I don't believe I caught your name." I say sweetly. She taps her name plate that is sitting on the desk. Oh, Lindsey Pullen, you can't speak all of the sudden? She is officially on my shit list.
"Oh thanks for *taps name plate* pointing that out. Now, will you please call Mr. Grey's assistant? I believe her name is Andrea. I know for a fact I have a lunch scheduled with Mr. Grey at 11:30. I would hate to relay how unprofessional his downstairs staff has been." She rolls her eyes still unbelieving then plasters on this horrendous fake smile.
She picks up the phone to call who I hope is Andrea.
"Hey Andrea, there is a woman down stairs attempting to gain access to Mr. Grey. Her name is not on the appointment list, but she claims she has a lunch appointment with him." I'm not sure what Andrea or whoever is on the other end is saying, but I can hear the loud muffled voice from where I'm standing. Lindsey's eyes go slightly big as she stares at the computer screen.
"Miss Steele." Lindsey says in such a small voice I barely even hear her. I see her visibly flinch at the words being spoken to her. She hangs up the phone without a goodbye which makes me believe this bitch was hung up on.
"My apologies Miss Steele. Andrea is waiting for you on the 20th floor. Here is your pass and Mr. Lee will take you up." She has yet to make eye contact with me again. I turn to see a man standing by the elevator. I turn back around taking a tiny amount of pity on the girl.
She is glaring at me, but quickly unsquints her eyes when she realizes I've turned around. You know what, I think I'll just keep my recommendations to myself.
I arrive on the 20th floor and spot another platinum blonde sitting behind a modern desk. I notice no one else around and make my way towards her. She looks up and beams at me.
"Hello Ms. Steele, my name is Andrea Parker. I am Mr. Grey's personal assistant." She offers her hand and I immediately take it. I like her, she is very kind.
"It is nice to meet you Andrea." I look down at my watch and notice I am about 15 minutes early.
"Mr. Grey is still in a meeting, but he should be done shortly. Can I get you anything while you wait? A water, tea, coffee?"
"No thank you. If you could just show me to a seat that would be wonderful. She leads me to the open side of the room where there are several couches and huge chairs. Everything is so modern and stiff. All the walls are white and the furniture black. Yuck, sterile. I pick a chair that is lined against the wall. I take this time to review some emails for work. A few students have inquired about homework or the next test. I answers those quickly. An email from a fellow criminology teacher catches my eye. Why is Paul emailing me? I go to open the email and catch sight of the time. 11:40. I hope everything is okay in Christians meeting... Oh yes, the email. I go to open it when I hear yelling coming from the room to my right. I immediately recognize the voice as Christian's. He sounds so cold and mean. I am not sure if I've ever heard him talk that way...nope, I haven't. I start to get this nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. You barely know him, Ana. My train of thought on the nagging feeling is pushed aside when I hear Christian reference his three year old. He doesn't... Is he referring to Will? Of course he is. My heart hurts when I hear his words. He wants so badly for Will to be his. Then, I experience whiplash as I hear him fire two of his employees on the spot. Shocked. I am completely shocked. I can feel tears stinging my eyes. What's wrong with me? Why am I even tearing up? Is it about his mentioning of Will or the fact Christian is not the Christian I've fallen in love with right now. People start filing out of the room and then Christian comes out. His eyes immediately find mine and it seems we are both frozen on the spot. I quickly blink my eyes several times trying to dash away the tears that were starting to pool. Christian makes his way toward me and I stand up. He hesitates when he gets close to me. Why is he scared? I give him a smile and that's all it takes for him to pull me into his arms. He quickly wraps me up and buries his face in my hair.
"Baby..." He says in a whisper but leaves the word hanging. He pulls me tighter if that is even possible. Then I feel his whole body become rigid.
"Where's Will?" He pulls back, his voice laced with fear.
"Ethan's-" I'm interrupted by someone clearing their throat. We turn to see Taylor right behind Christian.
"I just handed your lunch to Andrea. She is setting it up in your office right now." Taylor says impassively, but he keeps his eyes trained on me. Why is he looking at me like that? Christian looks between Taylor and myself before settling on Taylor. Christians brows are furrowed and he pulls me possessively into his side. Is he letting Taylor know I'm his? I roll my eyes and settle on Taylor myself.
"Is that all, Taylor?" Christian asks and Taylor bids his head.
"Yes sir. Let me know if you need anything else." He answers, turning and walking towards the elevators. Christian starts to pull me towards his office. He is apologizing about being late when I catch Taylor staring at me when the elevator doors shut. That was so odd. I usually can read people like a book, but I truthfully have no idea what he was thinking.
"Ana?" Hearing my name pulls me from my thoughts. I snap my head towards Christian and realize we are in his office. It is incredibly sterile, but also it is incredibly Christian at the same time. Sharp. Manly. Clean. I take in every detail of his office. His large black wooden desk makes the biggest impression in the room. The white couch and chairs are set up facing one another. Then I spot my absolutely favorite part of his office. The floor to ceiling Windows that resemble his apartment windows. I bet he feels as if he is on top of the world from here...
"So do you like my office?" I hear the amusement in his voice as I turn my body away from the window towards Christian. He is smiling, but it doesn't reach his eyes. His hands are stuffed in his pockets and his body looks rigid. I make my way to him and wrap my arms around him. He encloses me in his embrace and I once again bury my head in his chest. He smells soooooo good. He smells so manly that it gets my panties a little wet.
"Of course I love your office. It's so you." I say with a smile on my face. This office is Christian in a room. I can just picture him running business in here. Especially now that I've seen a small side of that cold, hard CEO he is. I pull away and give him a wink. A genuine smile spreads across his face and my panties are now drenched.
"Come on baby, let's eat and you can fill me in on why my number one guy is not with you." He grabs my hand, linking our fingers together. We make our way around his desk towards the table in the back. It's not quite the size of a conference room table, but big enough for at least 8 people to fit comfortably. I glance at his desk and see a picture frame. The face on it catches my eye and causes me to stop. I pick up the frame and notice it's a picture of me, Will, and Christian over at his parents house. He's holding Will but has me wrapped into his side. He's looking down at me while I'm looking at Will. There is so much love in this picture that I feel as if my heart will explode any second now.
"My mom sent that to me. I couldn't resist putting it on my desk." He says beside me as I lean my butt on the desk.
"I love it and you." I say with a shy smile looking up at him. He leans down to give me a soft kiss which makes me melt into his body. His kiss starts out slow with him running his tongue across my bottom lip seeking entrance. His tongue, which usually seeks dominance, is slowly moving with mine.
"Is Will okay?" He asks between kisses. I nod too breathless and entrapped in this beautiful kiss to answer with words.
"Are you starving?" He asks once again between kisses and I shake my head no in a repeat of his first question. Instead of asking another, he picks me up and sits me on his desk. My legs instantly wrap around his midsection and he runs his large manly hands up my tiny fit legs until they slide under my dress. He reaches his destination and pulls back from me.
"What do you have on under there baby?" His lips are swollen and his eyes are dark gray. I push him towards his chair carefully, motioning for him to take a seat. He does and pushes the chair back a bit so I have enough room to show him what's underneath my black summer dress. Ethan's mom called and asked to have Will for the day. She was spending the day with her sister and her sister's grandchildren. I thought what a perfect opportunity to have a lunch date with my man and make good on my promise when we were at Pike place. I slowly turn around so I am facing away from him. I make quick work of slipping my arms through the straps. Then I carefully shimmy the dress down my body, making sure to rock my hips back and forth for show. Once the dress slides over my butt, I let it fall to a heap on the floor. I dramatically bend over his desk as I step out of the pooled dress in my heels. I lean upright and turn around. Christian is panting and slowly stroking his enlarged member through his trousers. Him touching hisself almost sets my orgasam off. It is incredibly erotic and what a sight to see. I lean back against the desk and run my finger tips from my collarbone down my stomach. I stop before reaching my black lace panties
"I promised you something at Pike Market Sunday..." I leave the sentence hanging in the air. His eyes light up and his breathing picks up. "We were slightly distracted last night. Is now a good time to make good on that promise, love?" He nods his head then looks to the door. I would assume making sure it's locked. He doesn't say anything so I assume it is. I walk over to him and slowly bend down to my knees. I make quick work of his pants and boxers. He is standing at full attention once he is free from constraints. I suddenly become incredibly shy and nervous. I've only done this with one man my entire life and while he made me feel as if I was the best in the world at it... I'm suddenly not sure I am. Christian has been with several ladies in his lifetime and I'm sure he will be able to tell if I'm really good or not.
"Baby, you don't have to do this." His strained voice breaks me from my thoughts. He says I don't have to do this, but I can tell his whole body is praying I want to do it. I smile up at him and decide it's time to find out if I truly can please my man. I lick him from his balls to the tip. I see the precum bubbling at the top of the tip. I take my tongue and make a show of licking it off while keeping my eyes trained on Christian. I hum my appreciation and take him in my mouth. I know I don't have a gag reflex, but I am shocked when I can fit Christian completely in my mouth. I hear him moan his appreciation and that sets me off. I go to work on his member - bobbing, sucking, licking, swirling. He sings his praises loudly. My name coming out of his mouth is so rewarding. His legs tense under my hands, so I know he is nearing his release.
"Baby, if you don't want me to come in your mouth you need to stop right now." Well, I want him to so I continue my work. His hands fly to my hair and I keep my eyes on his. I make my way back down and graze my teeth lightly on his dick. Before I am completely down his shaft, I can feel his warm release hit the back of my throat. My name leaves his lips in a whisper. I swallow all of it before slowly pulling back up. I release him with a pop and his member sags back to his body. Christian has the most relaxed look on his face as he pulls me up off the floor. He looks like the king of the world.
"Baby...I - I can't even put into words how amazing that was...I just- fuck...that was the best blow job I've ever had." That's exactly what I wanted to hear. I fling my arms around him and bury my head in the crook of his neck.
"Ana, are you okay?" He asks wearily as if he can sense something is wrong with me. I pull back and give him a brilliant smile.
"Everything is perfect, love." I give him a full kiss on his lips and move to grab my dress. Christian brings me back to him. He stands up and places me on his desk. He moves the things behind me and I'm a little confused as to what is going on. Maybe we are going to eat here.
"Do you want me to grab the food since you are clearing off your desk?" I ask him as he is fully standing back in front of me between you my legs. A salacious smirk fills his face and I am left confused on his desk as he sinks back into his chair. He moves his chair closer to my legs.
"Oh I'm about to eat, but it isn't going to be that lunch on that table." He says pointing to the table with our lunch spread out. I turn to look at the table and feel my panties being ripped from my body. I gasp and whip my head around to Christian.
"Why did you do that?" I squeal. He pulls my butt off the edge which forces me to lie back so I don't fall off. Ohhhhh, I have finally caught on to his meaning when I feel his tongue lick me from my core to my clit. My back arches off his desk and he moves my legs so they are over his shoulders. He makes quick work devouring my clit as he enters one finger in me. My eyes roll to the back of my head when he enters two fingers inside of me. I push my fingers through the hair at the top of his head. I'm close to losing myself in this moment. I lean up on my elbows to look down at Christian and immediately find his eyes on mine. The look alone sends me over the cliff and I try with all my might to be quiet. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out as I come down from my high. I'm left seeing stars and feeling so content in this moment that I could nap right here on his desk. Warm lips find mine and I can instantly taste myself.
"Mmmm...baby. You have no idea how amazing that was." I smirk against his lips because I do know how amazing that was. He collapses on top of me and I run my fingers through his hair. I hear him sigh and feel his smile against my neck.
"Hungry now, baby?" He says with a smile on his voice.
"Famished, love." I joke back as he lifts off of me and pulls me to him. He helps me get dressed again and I spot my torn panties lying on the ground. I bend to pick them up but Christian beats me to it. He lifts them to his nose and he breathes in deeply. I can feel my blush rise across my face. I cannot believe he just did that. He smirks and stuffs them in his pocket.
"Something to hold me over until I see you tonight." He says with a wink and I playfully hit his chest.
"You are such a perv." I say with mock disgust. He pulls me to him once again and lifts my chin so we are making eye contact.
"Yeah, but I'm your perv baby and I know you like it." He leaves me with no words so I shake my head with a smile gracing my lips. I suddenly become aware of my surroundings. I take in all the office furniture once more before shifting my eyes to Christian. He gives me a subtle peck on the lips.
"My office is sound proof." He stated as if he can read my mind. I wonder why it's sound proof...has he had someone in here before? "You are the first girl I've ever been intimate with in here or even brought in here that wasn't an employee or family...so I'm thankful Taylor suggested that soundproofing many years ago." He says more to himself than to me. He smiles his shy smile and we make our way towards the table. While Christian is talking about lunch, I'm stuck on admiring him. This is my Christian. The carefree, loving, funny guy that has completely captured my heart. Not the man who sounded so detached and horrendous earlier. I smile and reach for his hand to give it a gentle squeeze. With my emotional state put aside, I dive into a lovely lunch with my love.
Next up - Ana finds out about the articles. Also, some of you are incredibly clever when it comes to predicting the future so I'm coming up with some new things to throw your sweet little faces off track. :)
Please review and let me know if you are still loving this story. Also, always feel free to message me with any ideas or any story ideas you may want to see played out. I am working on getting that Pinterest board up and running for you - I'm just having a little bit of a hard time with it. Until next time sweets.
xoEW