ANA
The last couple of weeks with Christian have been pure bliss. We've spent most of our time at my apartment. We still haven't had sex, Christian true to his word has left it to me to decide.
I got the shot a week ago, I'm not worried about Christian hurting me again. Yet something is holding me back and I still can figure it out.
The bitch troll has taken to stalking me. Taylor interrupting our making out to tell Christian didn't go down well. He sat there the whole time with a cushion on the lap, as serious as Christian and Taylor found the situation I couldn't stop giggling.
Christian wants his father's advice on how to handle the bitch troll. In the last few days even I've noticed she's following me, she's made no attempts to talk to me, but Christian believes it's only a matter of time.
Between her and the media Sawyer is now permanently attached to me.
We are on our way to Grey House as Christian is running late due to a conference call, I'm going with Christian, Grace wants us to stay for dinner and these days saying no to his family is a rarity for Christian.
I remember how out-of-place I felt the first time I walked in here, not so much today. Sawyer makes his way to the front desk and picks up a security pass for me, I'm surprised to find it's not a guest pass. I guess on some level I am employed by GEH, it is the parent company of GP after all. Permanent pass makes a girl feel wanted. God, I'm easy.
Sawyer and I ride the elevator with two employees, the subject of the conversation happen to be one Christian Grey.
"I don't know what he's doing these days, but I pray to God he keeps doing it." One guy comments.
"You and me both."
"Five years I've worked here and in that time I can count the number of times I saw the guy smile on one hand. These days you can't wipe it off his face."
"I know, everything about him is different."
"Do you think it's got something to do with the girl he's been photographed with recently."
"Yeah, if I had a babe that hot on my arm, I'd be smiling too."
"Men, her legs go on for days."
Sawyer interrupts the conversation by clearing his throat rather loudly. The two men turn to look and upon noticing me one blush crimson, he puts my blushes to shame didn't think that was possible.
When the door to the elevator opens they can't get off fast enough. We get off on Christian's floor and I make my way to Andrea's desk.
"Hello, Andrea."
"Hello, Miss Steele."
"Andrea please call me Ana. Is he busy." I don't know why I bother they don't listen.
"He's on the phone, but you can go in."
When I enter Christian's office, he's on the phone looking rather bored. He smiles that heart-warming smile of his when he sees me. I mouth hello to him and go to sit on the couch. He frowns, so I walk up to him and give him a quick kiss he pulls me onto his lap while he conducts his business. After 10 minutes, I'm bored and I'm finding it difficult to sit still. Things get interesting when I feel his erection, he is desperately trying to keep me still which only spurs me on.
Christian tells whoever is on the phone to send the information to him via email as he's late for a meeting, he slams the phone down and hits a button on the phone telling Andrea he's not be disturbed under any circumstances.
I get off his lap and turn to look at him biting my lip which isn't helping my case here.
"Anastasia." He takes a deep breath, carefully watching me as he growls. "Get. On. Your. Knees." I am incredibly turned on. The small smirk on his face tells me he knows. It's the first time he's really taken control when it comes to anything remotely sexually related.
In this moment, I realize what my hesitation over sex is, I don't want it to be all about what happened before. I know he's going to think about it, I just don't want our sex life to be overshadowed by the past. We need to move forward.
I get on my knees as instructed. He looks into my eyes as he slowly unbuckles his belt, pops the button on his trousers, pulls down his zipper just as ridiculously slow, he's doing it on purpose. He finally takes his dick out and I can't help it, I lick my lips. He slowly strokes himself. I rub my thighs together for some relief.
He opens his legs wider and beckons me forward. Finally, he puts his fingers in my hair and pulls my head forward till my lips touch his dick.
"Suck." I do as I'm told. Apart from his harsh breathing, he's very quiet as he watches me.
He soon starts thrusting into my mouth. For the first time, he's fucking my mouth. He picks up the pace of his thrust. when he gets close to coming he stops and grips the base of his dick to stop himself from cuming when he's sure he's not going to come he resumes his thrusting. He does this once more before he comes. And when he does his whole body starts shaking his breathing is more like growling. I continue to suck till I drain him of every drop.
"Fuck Ana...that was..yeah." I don't think he can find the word he's looking for. He helps me up and sits me on the edge of his desk. He looks at me with a wicked grin on his face as he puts himself back together. He wouldn't dare.
"Come on let's go my dad is waiting for us." The rat bastard. He is going to leave me hanging. "Christian, you can't… you are…"
"I'm what Anastasia," he says with a smug smile. He helps me to my feet, takes my hand as we walk out of his office. He really is going to leave me hanging. Two can play that game.
Carrick believes Elena the bitch troll Lincoln is only following me to get Christians attention as it's probably the only way to get him to talk to her. Christian is worried she will eventually get desperate and do something to hurt me. Unfortunately, there isn't much we can do until she actually confronts me. Christian isn't happy but at this point we just have to put up with her stalking me.
Money went missing at the Esclava saloons the weekend Christian went to Taiwan. We know she took it, she's the only one who had the safe's combination. She got it before the locks and security codes were changed. Christian wasn't too bothered by it.
I'm admiring Graces piano in the library.
"Would you like me to play you something."
"Oh yes." The tune sounds vaguely familiar, but I can't place it. To my surprise, Christian starts singing.
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause
And I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this
That one man scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable, the unreachable, the unreachable star
And I'll always dream the impossible dream
And yes I will reach the unreachable star!
He's got a beautiful voice, I try my beat not to cry, but I can't help it. "I love you, Ana." He says with a voice is full of emotion.
"I love you too." I hear a sniffle behind me, we have an audience. Grace and Mia are openly crying, Carrick looks stunned, Elliot looks just as stunned as his father. Even ball buster Kavanagh looks extremely moved. Christian looks uncomfortable unless its business related Christian doesn't like to be the center of attention. Elliot can always be counted on to come to his rescue.
"Bro, if that doesn't get you laid. Nothing will." I blush red.
"Fuck off, Elliot."
Christian is very quiet on the drive home, he's really worried about the bitch troll.
"Ana, do you want to come back to mine, I've got some work to do. I don't want to leave you on your own with Elena around."
"Can we stop by my apartment, I need to get a few things."
When we get to the apartment Christian gives Taylor the weekend off. I make my way to the bedroom and change into something comfortable after a wonderful shower.
I must have dozed off, I wake up when I feel the bed dip. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."
"What time is it."
"It's just after 1."
"You still worried about the bitch troll."
"She desperate and desperate people do stupid things, soon following you around won't be enough especially since she still.." He stops, there's something, but he's afraid to tell me. "What is it?" He takes a deep breath and finally decides to tell me.
"His name is Eric Purcell, he's a Dom for the last few years he shown great interest in Elena. He even went as far as offer her 10 million dollars to sub for him for a month. She turned him down."
"With all the money she owed. She's really thought she had you to always bail her out." He nods
" I called him, told him where he could find her.
"Where is staying anyway?"
"A motel just outside of town."
"And you think she will leave as alone if she subs for this guy."
"Eric is into 24/7 TPE."
"TPE?"
"Total Power Exchange. About a year ago Elena asked to see his contract. Ana, Eric is harsh, extremely harsh as a Dom. He provides his subs with an apartment. It is fully monitored, he controls everything you do, he tells them what to do when to do it. The only thing you do in your own time is taking a piss or taking a dump"
"When does he have time to do anything else?"
His subs get a weekly schedule to follow. You only leave the apartment with his say so and even then his security follow or drive you. Elena would virtually be under house arrest." I'm smiling it's time she gets a taste of her own medicine.
"And to think I was worried about telling you," he says laughing.
"Will she say yes?"
"It will keep her in the lifestyle she's became accustomed to. So yes she will. How else will she pay for anything."
"Good riddance."
CHRISTIAN
"I didn't think you still felt it," I say when she visibly shudders when our palms meet.
"Every time."
"I genuinely thought that connection was gone, this is the first time you've reacted since..." My voice trails off. She doesn't say anything but moves to kneel beside me.
"Can I?" she says looking at the scars on my chest. I nod. Her touching me is not a problem, the pain I felt when I thought I had completely lost her pales in comparison to what I felt when anyone touched me. Seeing her in my office that day I needed to be close, didn't give a fuck about my touch issues, in that moment they didn't exist.
She slowly leans down and kisses each scar, running her tongue over each one. She then sucks and bites my nipple, my dick twitches wildly as this is the first time I have felt this sensation.
Ana notices I like her doing that, she carries on sucking and biting, she runs her fingernails down my chest. The groan that leaves me is primal.
She sits back on her haunches and removes her tank top, I sit up looking deep into her eyes. This time, I am going to make love to her. I move and sit between her legs and slowly start to kiss her, it soon gets hot and heavy as she pulls me into her lightly scratching the hairs on the nape of my neck. I kiss my way down to her breast and lightly suck on her nipple, I pinch and roll her other nipple causing her to moan. She uses her feet to work my pajama bottoms down my legs. I grind my dick into her sex through her lace panties. She is soaked, I move her panties to the side and run my fingers through her folds while still feasting on her nipples. "Christian I want you." She moans, don't have to ask me twice, I rip her panties off and grind my dick into her coating my dick with her juices.
"Ana, are you sure." I manage to get out.
"Yes, please Christian." As I move to grab a condom she stops me. "I'm on the shot." I can't help the elation I feel about this news, I know she truly wants this.
I slowly sink into her till I'm all the way in, but I don't move giving her time to adjust to me. She is so tight and wet, the feel of just being inside her is indescribable. Looking at her, she lightly nods giving me permission to move. I keep a study pace, I kiss her breasts, licking and sucking on her nipples while I slowly move in and out of her, grinding my pelvic bone onto her clit. She is moaning and whimpering as I start to pick up the pace. Our eyes meet again, so carnal. Ana wraps her legs around me as I continue to move in and out of her. She's close to cuming I can feel her wetness as I move with ease in her. Her moans are getting loud and she's dug her fingernails into my back. "Come for me Ana." She cries out, a loud carnal moan, her whole body shaking as she orgasms. I move in and out prolonging her orgasm and I cum growling her name in her ear.
I watch as her breathing calms, she finally opens and her eyes and smiles at me, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Ana giggles. "What?"
"Don't look so worried. I love you." I turn onto my back taking Ana with me.
"I love you too. Thank you for giving me a second chance." She doesn't respond and when I look down, she's fallen asleep. I can't help but chuckle.
When I wake up I'm not surprised to find its midday. Ana is fast asleep, her soft lips slightly open, her hair is all over the place. She looks like the angel she is. I decide to make us lunch. I can't cook for shit, but I can reheat anything.
I make my way to the kitchen to see what Gail has stored away for the weekend if anything at all considering I'm barely here on weekends nowadays. I find a big bowl of her chicken stew and some subs in the freezer. I put the subs on a plate and put it in the microwave. "What are you cooking?" The smirk on her face tells me she knows I'm not cooking. "Reheating babe, reheating."
"Well at least you can do that, Kate can somehow find a way to burn water." She walks around the breakfast bar to see what I've got in the bowl. "Chicken stew, perfect." She's just woken up and she smells… Oh, fuck me.
I growl and she looks at me biting her lips and I loose it, attacking her mouth, forcing my tongue into her mouth, she's kissing me back with the same force and passion. . She wraps those gorgeous legs around me practically climbing up my body. I grab her ass kneading and massaging, I work my finger to her pussy and fuck, she's not wearing panties. I manage to get my dick out my pajama bottoms ready to lower her onto me when the elevator pings announcing a visitor. Ana jumps off and does her best to compose herself. I'm too pissed off to try to put my dick back in my pants.
"Hello Christian, Ana."
"Mom." I have never been so grateful to be standing on this side of the breakfast bar. As much as I have no shame when it comes to sex, my mother does not need to see my hard rock penis.
The look Ana is giving me means she knows exactly what I'm thinking, but my relief is short-lived.
AN: I know another cliff-hanger, sorry I can't help it.
The song: Impossible dream- Rydian Roberts. There are quite a few different versions this is my favourite.