DISCLAIMER: All of the characters from the Fifty Shades Series used in this story belongs to E.L James

Chapter Seven: Spicing Things Up

APOV

Past/Sophomore Year Semester Two

"Blue or Black?" I ask while holding up the two fitted dresses, one in each hand.

"Neither." I huff at Christian's response. He continues to smirk at me, while making his way towards me. He then presses his chest against my back, and begins kissing my neck, which causes me to automatically moan in pleasure.

"This meeting is really important Christian." I whisper, no longer sounding as determined as I was just a few seconds ago. I watch in the mirror as he travels one of his hands down the center of my body, to my cloth-covered heat. I whimper as he pulls the thin material to the side, and runs his fingers up and down my lower lips.

"Fuck Christian." He puts one finger inside me, and begins pumping. Then soon enough he adds another, as his other unoccupied hand runs up and down my side. I feel the tension building inside me as he pumps in and out.

"Cum for me Ana." He whispers, and with that I explode.

"CHRISTIAN!" I scream. He slowly brings me back down, while rubbing my sides, and giving me kisses along my neck. I open my eyes, which I now realized I must've shut in the middle of everything. I smile at the sight of the two of us together in the mirror.

"Black, Tink." Christian murmurs, and walks back over to our full-sized bed. I can't help but laugh at this ridiculous man.

"Come on Ana!" Kate groans as we walk to the school's parking lot.

"I can't Kate, you know that Christian and I had plans for tonight." I remind her.

"I know, but it's Friday and we haven't gone to a party together in forever!" I can't help but roll my eyes at Kate's ridiculousness.

"We went to a party together two weeks ago Kate. TWO WEEKS!" I laugh, as I begin unlocking my car.

"Well … yeah, but we have to go to another one. This is college Ana, and ever since you and Chris got that apartment together, I feel like we never see each other on the weekends." Kate says while giving me one of her over-dramatic pouts.

"First of all, he doesn't like to be called Chris and you know this. And next week I promise you and I will go to a party okay?" And with that Kate's pout is replaced with a megawatt smile. We exchange one last hug, and both make our ways off campus.

Christian and I decided last semester to get an apartment together off campus for our sophomore year. We realized it was the best decision since we were together almost every single day, and eventually Kate was getting a little annoyed of walking in on us. We found this beautiful apartment about 10 minutes away from the campus, and it's just perfect. It's been amazing being able to live with Christian, and not worry about getting "caught" or getting in trouble from taking a shower together. Although the angst did make the sex even more amazing.

As I walk into our apartment I notice that all of the lights are turned off, which I find confusing since Christian was supposed to be here before me. I turn on the lights and gasp at the sight in front of me. Christian some how made a fort in the middle of our living room, with sparkling lights running up and down the poles, as well as pillows lining up against the sides of it.

"Happy Friday baby." I turn to my right and notice Christian there with a bottle of wine, and a picnic basket in both of his hands. I instantly run up to him, and press my lips against his.

"What's all this?" I ask with tears in my eyes.

"Well I know that you were really stressed this week with all of your midterms, so I thought I would surprise you." He says, and I can't help but giggle at the slight blush that has come across his face.

"Well I love it." I say, and kiss him once more.

"Where'd you get the wine?" I ask.

"Elliot." Christian laughs. We begin eating the dinner he's prepared for us, which is, pasta alfredo with grilled chicken. I close my eyes, and moan at how delicious the food is. When I open them I see that Christian's eyes had darken.

"What?" I ask playfully.

"You know what Anastasia." He murmurs. I instantly feel myself get wet at his tone of voice. We spend the rest of dinner sexually tense. I've noticed the bulge forming in Christian's pants every time I look down, and he must know how I'm feeling at this moment. After we finish dinner, Christian stands up, and reaches for me.

"Come with me." He whispers. I grab his hand, and follow him into our room. The first thing I notice are not the rose petals spread across the floor, or the various candles on our dresser, but instead it is the blindfold and rope lying against my pillow.

"What's this?" I whisper while continuously staring at the strange objects.

"I want to try something with you Anastasia, but if you don't want to it's fine." He says pulling my face towards him so that I can see how sincere he is.

"Try what?" I ask. He walks me over to the bed.

"You trust me right?" He asks with a worried tone in his voice.

"Of course." I whisper. Christian picks up the blindfold and hands it to me. I realize what he wants me to do with it, and I put it over my eyes, which causes it to completely block my vision. I feel Christian's hand as he grabs me, and lays me on the bed.

"Put your arms above your head." He whispers, and I do as he asks.

"I'm going to tie you up okay?" I nod in response, and suddenly feel the rope getting tied around my wrists. Once he has finished tying them I try to pull, and notice that he must've tied my hands to the bedposts.

"Is this okay?" He asks once more.

"Yes." I respond, so that he doesn't have to worry any longer. I feel him pull my shirt up and bring it up by my wrists. He then unclasps my bra, leaving the top half of me bare. I moan as I feel his lips wrap around one of my nipples, and I instantly get the want to grab at his hair.

"Mmmm" I moan. He moves on to the other nipple, but continues pinching the one he had just abandoned.

"Please." I moan.

"Please what?" I can't help, but wiggle around wanting more.

"What do you want Anastasia?" He asks.

"Fuck me." I groan. I feel him smile against my breast, and then make his way down to the buttons in the front of my jeans. He unclasps them, and pulls them, with my panties, down my legs. Once he has them off, I gasp in shock as he automatically begins sucking on my clit.

"FUCK!" I can't help, but continuously try to pull away from the bed post. I need to touch him. I hear him pull down his pants, and just a few seconds later he's inside me. He is thrusting harder than he ever has before. I need to touch him. No matter how good this feels I don't understand what is happening. Why are we doing this? What happened to just regular sex? I get this uneasy feeling, and I can no longer go along with this.

"Untie me." I whisper. He continues pounding against me, and I realize he didn't hear me.

"Untie me Christian!" I scream no longer being able to control the tears. I feel Christian pull out, and suddenly move fast to untie me. I sigh in relief as I no longer feel the pressure of the rope. I instantly pull off the blindfold and get off the bed.

"Tink-"

"Just give me a second Christian." I murmur. I turn around facing the lit the candles. Why couldn't we just make love? After taking a few deep breaths I turn around facing Christian who is sitting on the bed. I subconsciously wrap my arms around myself, no longer wanting to be seen naked.

"Why'd you do that?" I ask.

"I-I just wanted to try something new."

"But why? Wasn't what we were doing enough?" Tears are constantly rolling down my face, and once Christian notices, he gets up and wraps me in his arms. This is my Christian.

"Of course it is Ana, I heard about this st-stuff, and thought we could try it. Spice things up." He laughs humorlessly. I pull apart from him just enough so that we can look each other in the eyes.

"You are never doing that to me again." I sob.

"Of course not Tink." Christian whispers as he pulls me back against his chest.

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