A/N: so I had sometime tonight and wanted to get this out while I could. Probably not the best I've done but like I said, wanted to get it out to you before my days get busy. It'll probably be a few days before to update again. I'm hoping this weekend.

Thank you all for the great reviews on the previous chapter :) xx I love hearinto from you all.

Chapter 52 - The sex is in the cake.

CPOV

"Baby, wake up." I nudge Ana's shoulder softly. I know she's not completely asleep. She got home late from her book club last night and is just lying in.

"What?" She grunts and pulls the covers up over her head.

"Baby, it's 8, time to get up. I found something online I want to show you." I yank the comforter down revealing her nakedness. "Come on, the children are up and fed. I'll show you over breakfast."

She turns onto her back and opens one eye. I love that she makes no attempts to cover herself. She's absolutely and completely at ease with her body in front of me now and there is nothing sexier.

"Shouldn't you be at work firing someone?" She mumbles. I chuckle at her perception of me.

"I don't fire people everyday... Every second day maybe...besides my first meeting is at 10am so I'm going in late." She licks her lips.

"So, am I to assume that because you want to show me something you found on the Internet, you didn't wake me to ravage my body?" She bites her lip and fuck me, if I wasn't horny before I sure as hell am now.

"Despite what you may think, I'm not a walking hard on. No, it's about the baby."

"Oh." She sighs looking somewhat disappointed.

"Why? Did you want me to ravage you?" I smirk and lean down to nibble up her abdomen.

"I ashamed to admit, these days, I always need ravaging." Her expression is so innocent I can't help but laugh.

"Nothing to be ashamed of beautiful... But the kids are up, you'll have to wait." I kiss her nipples and pull her up.

"Tease." She pouts.

I make Ana a hot chocolate while she gets dressed. I place it on the table, along with a bowl of granola and my laptop.

"I'm sorry Sir, I could have done that, I was just putting a load of washing on." Francis mutters from the archway of the dining room.

"Francis, it's fine. Just because I pay people to do it doesn't mean I am not capable of doing it myself. I can fix a bowl of cereal. If there's one thing I'll never complain about, it's looking after my wife."

"I know Sir, can I get you anything?"

"I'm good." I reply, watching Ana strut into the room. Good fucking grief. She's wearing a black camisole and tiny white shorts.

"Good morning Francis." She smiles politely.

"Ana." He nods then notices my glare and exits the room quick smart.

I tilt my head and look at her. She pulls out the seat in front of her breakfast and sits, curling her bare feet up under her ass.

"Something wrong babe?" She mumbles placing a spoonful of granola into her mouth.

"You don't think those shorts are a bit...short?" I whisper, trying to keep my calm. What is she thinking walking around with her ass practically hanging out. It may be a fantastic ass but that's beside the point. Security will be wiping up dribble all day.

"They are just shorts Christian. They are comfortable."

"Comfortable and fucking short, too short. Baby I don't like people seeing you like that."

"Like what?"

"Barely covered. You may as well be walking around in your fucking panties."

"Ah, but be both know you'd prefer that don't we?" She grins and places her spoon back in the bowl. She sighs, "look, I feel like a heifer. All of my pants are too tight, these short are have a stretchy waistband. Christian, he's gay." She points to the kitchen where Francis disappeared to.

"He may very well not be after seeing you in those shorts. What about Sawyer, Ryan, Reynolds..." I growl silently.

She looks at me defiantly. God it's like having a teenage daughter sometimes. Thoughts of Phoebe float around my head and my tie begins to tighten around my neck. Oh god help me.

"Sit, before you keel over from over reaction." Ana points at the chair next to her. "What did you want to show me?"

And there it goes, the distraction. I take a seat and open my mac. She smiles triumphantly when she sees my mood turn to excitement.

"I've found a solution." I wink, powering up the machine.

"Sounds intriguing." She takes another spoonful of granola and washes it down with a mouthful of hot chocolate.

"You said you wanted the sex of the baby to be a surprise right?"

"Yessssss." She narrows her eyes and looks at me sideways.

"What if I told you we could have the big 'reveal' and find out before hand." I tap the buttons to pull up the pictures.

"You've lost me. It won't be a surprise if we find out beforehand Christian. That's the point."

"Ah, but look." I turn the mac screen towards her and watch as she looks at the pictures on screen.

"Cakes?" She giggles and looks at me with a confused expression.

"The sex is in the cake." She tilts her head looking even more confused then purses her lips and grins.

"Is this some kinky thing? I mean I do love cake but..."

"For Christ sake Ana, I don't mean sex with the cake, the babies gender is in the cake...look." I scroll to the next set of photos. "We get a cake made. From the outside its white and decorated with baby stuff... Unisex stuff... But we cut the cake and the inside is either pink or blue. We could have a baby's gender reveal party. Think of it... It would be just like cutting our wedding cake...you get a big reveal, and I don't have to wait another 22 weeks to find out."

She remains silent, scrolling through the photos of various cakes I saved. She looks up at me, contemplating then looks back down. She repeats this over and over, never saying a word.

"Say something. It's brilliant isn't it."

"Won't we have to find out in order to get the cake made?"

"No." I shake my head. "I thought of that already baby. We can get my Mom to go to the scan with us and Dr Greene can tell her privately, or if you don't want her there Dr Greene can phone her with the information."

"Can I think about it?" She looks conflicted. I know she doesn't want to know because she wanted the surprise. This was my last hope persuading her.

"Babe, the scan is tomorrow."

"I know, I just... I mean it's a fantastic idea... I just wanted to wait, but I think I could be okay with this... Jeez..."

"Tell you what... Let me know tonight. Just think about it. We could have a big family dinner, invite Ray and Carla..all of my family."

APOV

He looks so excited and hopeful. It would be nice to have a big family dinner. We haven't had one in a while.

"Tonight, I'll think about it." I climb off of my chair and on to his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You really want to know don't you." He nods slowly and points to his lips. I lean in and press my lips to his. Mmm he smells good enough to eat.

"Could we get red velvet for a girl and white chocolate mud cake that's coloured blue for a boy?"

"Whatever you want baby." He nuzzles my neck, inhaling deeply.

"Whatever I want huh?"

"Ana, if you wanted a triple dark chocolate fudge cake to be pale pink I'd find a baker somewhere in the world who could turn dark chocolate pink for you."

"You would? And what's with the pink?"

"I would do anything for you, you know that. I think it'll be pink." He shrugs. He shifts me on his lap.

"Am I too heavy?"

"No. You weigh nothing, even with this one on board." He pats my belly.

"I want to go out on my new boat again this weekend. Just for a few hours. Just me ... And you...the water..."

"Skimpy bikinis." He smirks.

"Or nothing at all." I grin.

"Now you're talking. We can do that. I'll talk to Mom and see if she'll have the kids for the afternoon."

I sit in his lap for a moment longer, just enjoying the quite bliss.

"Mommmmmy!" Teddy shouts. "Me play my helllicopterrr."

"That's my cue." I stand quickly. My head spins and I clutch on to Christians shoulder.

"Woah, steady baby. Are you okay?" He stands up and holds me as I regains balance.

"Yeah," I shake my head. "I'm fine, just a little lightheaded."

"Go sit down on the sofa, I'll get Teddy." He looks me over then bends down and picks me up, walking me to the TV room.

"Christian I'm fine, really."

"You are not fine, you nearly fainted." I roll my eyes at him causing him to scowl. He lays me down on the sofa and pulls a throw rug up over my legs. "I'll sort the children out, don't move."

"Yes Sir." I salute him.

CPOV

It's 9.45. I am due at work in 15 minutes. I poke my head into the TV room and see Ana still dozing on the sofa. She fell asleep not long after I left to see to the children. I feel like a prick for waking her this morning. She obviously needed the rest. I'll make sure I tell Dr Greene how tired she has been at our appointment tomorrow.

Gail walks up behind me. "How is she?" She asks, concerned.

"Sleeping. I don't want to leave her." I debate calling Ros and getting her to cover me today. She's been doing that a lot lately. I need to give her a bonus.

"I'll stay with her Mr Grey. Francis can help with the children today. Go, if we need you I'll phone."

I accept her offer hesitantly. I don't like to leave Ana when she's not well. I will go in for the meeting then bring the rest of my work home with me.

I kneel down and kiss her goodbye softly, careful not to wake her.

CPOV

"Absolutely not. 6 million. That's my final offer. Frankly, even that was pushing it. Take it or leave it."

I drum my fingers on the boardroom table. I smile when I see Ros stifling a laugh. I have them exactly where I want them. To be honest Ros and I had agreed we'd draw the line at 8.6 mil, but this fucker is pissing me off. If he mutters the word 'potential' one more time I'll have his ass dragged out. Who the fuck does he think he is. I'm the one buy his failing company, and he wants to talk to me about business? Come back when you have a successful company and we'll talk.

"Sir, you have a phone call." Andrea interrupts. "It's important Sir." She nods when I frown.

"Excuse me." I stand and motion for Ros to continue the negotiation.

"Ana?" I snap at Andrea, brushing past her as I rush to her desk.

"Mrs Taylor, Sir."

I take a deep breath and pick up the phone. Something's happened to either Ana or the children. I know it.

"Gail." I exhale.

"Mr Grey. Sorry to disturb you at work. Mrs Grey has just collapsed."

"Fuck! Where is she? Is she okay, is she hurt?" I loosen my tie. I never should have left her.

"She's at home Sir, she's refusing to go to the hospital. I have called your mother who has informed Dr Greene. She seems fine, just resting."

"I'll be there soon." I hang up as Andrea hands me my suit coat.

"Taylor is bringing the car around."

APOV

I take a sip of the water Francis bought me.

"Ana, sweetie. I really do think you should go and get checked out."

"Gail, I'm fine, really I am. I was just a bit dizzy." I place my hand on hers which is resting on my knee. Her concern is so genuine, she really is like another mother to me.

"Lie back and rest sweetie. Francis is taking care of the children and Grace and Christian are on their way home." She sweeps the hair from my forehead.

"Thank you Gail." I lay my head down on the sofa arm and curl up.

When I open my eyes Christian is hovering over me. He is still wearing his work clothes so he can't have been home for long.

"Hey." He kisses me softly.

"Hi." I yawn. "You left work?"

"I tend to do that when I get notice of my wife being stubborn."

"I've learnt from the best." I smile.

"That you have." He smirks but the frown remains on his face. "Mom is here to check you out, if she even so much as hints that you should see Dr Greene you will be going to the hospital. No arguing."

"Fine." I huff. "But don't expect me to go quietly. You know I hate hospitals."

"Baby, I don't care if you're screaming the whole way. If there is any cause for concern when it comes to you or the baby, I'll drag you there by your hair if I have to."

I untangle myself from the throw rug and cuddle into him.

"Yes." I say quietly.

"Yes you'll go to the hospital?" He tilts my face up to his.

"Yes we can do the baby cake." I entwine my hands with his and play with his wedding ring.

"Thank you baby, but lets get you sorted first okay."

Grace wanders in with her medical bag in tow. Her smile makes me smile, she has that effect on people. She is just a warm, lovely person.

She sits down next to me and places her hand on my forehead."I hear you decided the floor needed a hug." She giggles lightening the mood.

"Something like that." She bends down and takes the blood pressure bandage from her bag. I give her my arm and she straps it on. She puffs the bandage up until it pinches my skin then counts on her watch as it deflates.

"Your blood pressure is a lot lower than usual. 80 over 50. That will explain the dizziness and fainting." She murmurs while taking the bandage off.

"What does that mean?" Christian asks, concern etched in his face.

"Son, pregnancy will do this to women sometimes. I'll talk to Dr Greene. I think a blood sample might be a good idea. But in the mean time stay off your back as much as you can, the pressure of the uterus won't help if you are lying down. Try and sleep on your left side if you can, keep hydrated and don't over exert yourself. Now, did you fall on your stomach at all?"

"No, I fell standing up here, the sofa braced most of the fall. My arm took the rest of the hit. It's fine."

"There's that word again, Fine!" Christian grumbles. " Mom, you don't think she needs to see a doctor?" Christian pipes up, his foot tapping the floor.

"Christian, your Mom is a doctor."

Grace giggles at our banter. "It wouldn't hurt to go in and get the baby checked because of the fall, I'm certain however that the fall was caused by Ana's low blood pressure."

"Good, Ana lets go." Christian stands, he's had the green light to take me to the hospital. I didn't land on my stomach but I will go get checked just in case.

"Okay, okay." I hold up my hands and stand slowly. "Lets go."

"Gail are you okay to stay with the children?" Christian asks as we walk through to the living room.

"Of course, please go. The children will be fine." She give me a quick hug and wishes me well. Not that I need it. I know everything is fine, it's more for peace of mind.

"Baby, lets go get you changed first." Christian has his arm around my back and is leading me to the staircase. Oh, the shorts.

"Oh Christian she looks fine. Go, get out of here. I'll stay and play with my darling grandchildren." Grace shoos us to the door before Christian has a chance to protest. I ask Christian to grab my Ugg boots from the coat closet. He grabs them and helps me into them.

"Those legs should be illegal." He scowls.

"You love them." I tease.

"There lies the problem." He grumbles and walks me to the car. He buckles me in then walks around to the other side. Taylor appears from nowhere and slides into the drivers seat.

"Christian they aren't even that short."

He looks at like I'm delusional, like I've just told him that the moon is bright neon pink. I watch fascinated as his expressions change, he tugs his lip and looks to be having a conversation in his head.

"Did I win?" I giggle when his face straightens.

"Win what?" He eyes me without turning.

"The argument."

"For now." He mumbles. Looking none to pleased that there's nothing he can do about my short shorts now that we are driving. Unless of course he makes Taylor stop at a department store - which I wouldn't put past him.

"Good. Now about this cake." He turns grinning. "Chances are if they do a scan today they'll see the gender. The deal is Dr Greene phones my Dad and he will organise the cake. I don't trust anyone else not to slip up. Even Grace." Christian goes to say something but I stop him.

"Christian, she might be playing with the children and let slip about a baby sister or something. It has to be my Dad or not at all." I say as firmly as I can manage.

He looks at me amused. "You know the cake will probably be a tackle box opening up to either blue or pink hooks and sinkers right?" He chuckles and takes my hand in his.

"I like fish." I shrug, "reminds me of seas bass and asparagus sticks on first dinner negotiations."

He rolls his eyes and starts laughing. God I love that sound. He always says how much he loves my giggle, well I can say the same about his laugh. It's a beautiful sound.

"Okay okay, I agree." He holds his hands in the air. "I'll transfer some money into his account to pay for the cake."

"Great, that's settled. Now you only have 3 weeks to wait."

"3 weeks?" He chokes.

"We are going to have a joint gender party with Kate and Elliot."

The SUV rolls to a stop in front of the hospital. Before I exit I ask Taylor if he can hand me my gym bag from the back of the car.

He hands it to me and shuts the door.

"What are you doing?" Christian asks frustratedly. "Baby they are expecting us."

"I'm pleasing my husband." I grab a pair of clean gym pants from my bag and pass them to Christian to hold while I remove the offending shorts. He smacks my bum before handing them back.

"Thank you beautiful." He looks smug. It wasn't worth the fight, not when it was something I could change so easily.

"You're welcome handsome."

"Everything looks to be fine Mrs Grey. The baby has a strong heartbeat." I am finishing up with a scan to check the baby after having blood tests and a general check up. Dr Greene has given me the same advice as Grace, my blood pressure is lower than usual. She suspects I may also be low in iron which won't be helping with the tiredness. The blood results will confirm that and I will be put on a dose of iron tablets.

"That's great. Thank you Dr Greene." Christian slumps in relief. "Can you see the gender?" He asks curiously.

"Yes, it's a baby...

"Don't!" I scream. "Don't. Not out loud, I don't want to know like this." I glare at Christian for asking the way he did. I didn't expect her to just come out with it.

"I will leave my fathers phone number with you. Could you phone the gender through to him and he will deal with it from there." I pant, reveal diverted.

"Certainly." She looks confused and her mouth opens to say something.

"Gender reveal cake, we are having a party." Christian grins like a proud father.

"I've heard of them. I'll phone your father..."

"Ray."

"Ray, right away, before I forget."

CPOV

Ana and I spent the rest of the day lounging and being lazy. We watched movies with the children, snacked on fruit salad I made with Teddy and have just finished dinner of mac an cheese in our bed while watching fireman Sam. I look over at Ana. She is fast asleep with Phoebe lying on her chest. I decide to put Teddy to bed first and come back for Phoebe later.

"Bath time champ."

"Me no durrty Daddy."

"You still have to bathe buddy."

"Why." He asks. I'm not starting this now, not at bedtime. There's no baby powder in sight so here goes.

"Because you have to bath every night, now up." He looks at me wide eyed.

"Now!" I repeat, firmer this time." He frowns and crawls off the bed. "And don't pout."

"Me no wike bath."

"Yeah well, it's a good habit to get into, believe me, the ladies will thank you for it when you're older." I mutter.

"Lay dees?" He asks innocently.

"That's a conversation for another day. Now come, bath."

I bathe Teddy, dress him in his wiggles pyjamas and read him a bedtime story.

"Goodnight Teddy. I love you."

"Me wuv you Daddy." He replies sleepily. I pull his covers up, kiss the top of his head and turn out the light.

Back in our bed Ana and Pheebs are still sleeping. I pick Phoebe up gently and carry her to her crib. I wonder if I should put her pyjamas on? If I do she'll wake. I decide to leave her in her clothes and If she wakes later I'll change her. When I get back to our room I gather all of our dinner dishes and run them down stairs. After putting them in the dishwasher and starting it up I head to my office to phone Ros and see how the rest of the negotiation went.

Ros fills me in. She signed the deal for 5.4 million. Perfect. All they need is my signature to set everything in motion.

"You did good Ros, your bonus is getting bigger by the week. I'll be broke and working for you by

Christmas." I joke.

"Eh, just throw us a bottle of wine boss."

"And that Ros, is why you are still employed. It's all about the love of the job for you."

"That and I don't want the Mrs to buy the hideous house she has her heart set on. No money, no house. You'd be doing me a favour." She laughs, it's throaty and husky.

"You're a hard woman Ros. Now all I need is for you to close the Colin's deal and I won't be ringing the Mrs to find out exactly what house it is that she wants and buying it for her."

"Bastard." She grunts.

"You wouldn't have me any other way. I'll phone you in the morning and let you know if I'll be in or not."

"You know this place won't burn to the ground if you're away for a few days don't ya boss man? Unless of course you were to buy an unwanted house." She chuckles.

"Goodnight Ros." She hangs up before me. God she's a dag. I wouldn't be as successful as I am today without her.

When I leave my office I hear rustling in the kitchen. I poke my head around the door and see Ana rummaging through the fridge.

"Babe, I didn't hear you get up." I walk up behind her and snake my arms around her waist.

"I needed to pee, now I'm hungry." She shuts the door.

"What does Mommy feel like," I kiss her neck, and work my way down her shoulder as I wait for her to reply.

"I don't know. Some strawberries maybe?" She moans softly and I drag my tongue lightly back up to her neck.

"Oh we can do better than that baby." I release her and grab a tray from one of the cabinets. I place it on the bench and head back to the refrigerator. I take out a bowl of strawberries, the dairy whip and chocolate sauce. Ana smiles and bites down on her lip. I wink at her then take the ice cream from the freezer. I place all the items on the tray then grab a spoon from the cutlery drawer. "After you my lady." I motion to the door. She giggles and saunters out of the room.

"Open up." I drag a finger over Ana's mouth. She licks her lip then opens her mouth. "Wider." I command. She obeys and I place the tip of a strawberry I'm her mouth. She bites down slowly and takes off the tip with her teeth. I grab the dairy whip and squirt some cream into her mouth. Leaning down I lick her lips then kiss her, taking the strawberry into my own mouth and taking a bite before kissing it back to her.

"Mmmmm." She moans and arches her back. I lean back and watch as she chews slowly. Fuck it's the most sensual thing I've ever seen. She swallows.

"More?" I ask, getting another strawberry ready.

"Please." She licks her lips. I dribble some chocolate sauce over the next strawberry, the excess sauce dripping onto her breasts.

"Chocolate covered Ana, my favourite." I bend down and lick the chocolate sauce from her otherwise flawless skin, paying special attention to her nipples.

"Oooohh." She wriggles, her hands clutching the sheet.

"Open." I mumble into her breasts. I kiss my way up to her mouth then pop the strawberry in. I don't kiss her this time. I let her eat while I prepare my own dessert.

"Keep still baby." I get onto my knees and grab the ice cream. I grab a spoonful and smear it onto her belly then drizzle it in chocolate sauce, squirting the chocolatey goodness from her breasts to her sex. "Now for the best bit." I take the dairy whip and cover her nipples and sex. "Perfect." I grin down at her. She is staring at me, wanting and needy.

Starting at her breasts I lick, suck and bite them clean. Twirling my tongue around her peaks I draw them into my mouth one by one and clean them thoroughly. She grabs my hair and pulls me closer. Her hips are rocking into my thighs.

"You are rubbing all my dessert off babe, patience." I admonish.

"Christian please." She groans. I continue working down her stomach, licking every last bit of ice cream, sauce and cream from her skin, stopping only to kiss her briefly and share my dessert with her.

"Now for the finale." I grin wickedly and look down at her pussy covered in dairy whip. I run a finger through her folds, capturing some of the cream on the tip of my finger. I place my finger in her mouth. "Suck."

She licks my finger then takes it in her mouth, her tongue swirling the cream around. "That's my girl. My turn now." I crawl between her legs and look into her eyes as my tongue works its magic. I lick the cream from her folds, eliciting a string of loud moans. "You taste so good baby,". I stop licking and rub small circles around her clit with the tip of my index finger. She groans and arches off the bed. "Does that feel good...god you are so fucking sexy babe." I lean down and put my lips to her clit, sucking softly, gently.

"Oh fuck..."she screams, "so good baby, so good..." She is panting and practically pulling my hair out.

"That's right baby, let me hear you, tell me how good it feels..." I encourage her.

"Oh...my...god...so good, I love it when you lick my pussy...oh, fuck...Christian...don't stop...I'm...going..."

"Let it go babe. Let me have it." I flick her nub with my tongue and she explodes, screaming my name and rolling her hips into my face. Fuck me. I slide 2 fingers into her core and continue licking her clit, prolonging her climax. Her head is thrashing back and forth and she's panting.

Her body trembles out the last of her release and she slumps into the mattress.

"Jesus, that was..." She swallows, still trying to regulate her breathing.

"That was hot as hell." I kiss our blip and slide up to lie beside her. Her hand reaches out to touch my aching erection. "Ah ah." I shake my head no. "Tonight was all about you."

"But I want you." She pouts.

"No over exertion. Doctors orders." I kiss the tip of her nose. "Now turn over, onto your left. We can clean this shit up in the morning."

"But.." She starts.

"No buts, sleep my beautiful girl." She rolls onto her left and I cuddle into her back. I reach over and turn out the bedside lamp. "I love you Ana."

"And I you. You are quite simply, perfect." She sighs contentedly and I smile.

I close my eyes and begin to drift off when I feel a hand gliding up my thigh.

"Ana." I laugh, "my insatiable little minx."

"Please, just a little loving, I promise I won't break a sweat. Just ride me slowly. You on top, I don't even have to move?"

"Ana, no." She growls and pulls the blanket up muttering something under her breath. "Sleep."

After a few minutes she wiggles back in to me, her ass teasing my cock. Like the traitor it is is comes to life.

"Ana, I know what you are doing." I growl.

"Hmmm? I'm not doing anything." She states innocently like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. She turns around to face me. Her beautiful blues bright in the dim light of the room.

"What are you doing?" I chuckle.

"I'm thinking about how good it would be to have my husband inside of me right now." She takes my hand and drags it over her pussy. I groan, she's so fucking wet.

"Baby, no." I fight the urge to slam into her.

"I'm so wet for you, babe, please." She's pleading, fuck! My wife is begging me for sex.

I roll onto my back and cover my eyes with my arm. Ana jumps me, straddling me before I can even take my arm off my face. I have to laugh at her determination. She's certainly learnt how to get what she wants.

"Babe..." I sigh as she lowers herself onto me.

"See how good that feels." She repeats my words, throwing her head back and rolling gently.

"Fuck babe... Fuck that's good. But you have to stop... Oh fuck don't stop..." She leans forward and begins riding me, her hands playing with her breasts and I'm a goner. There is no going back now.

Tomorrow, she can rest tomorrow.