Chapter 26
CPOV
I pick Ana up from work and I can't wait to see her. She climbs in the car and she smiles at me timidly. "Good evening, beautiful."
"Good evening, Christian. How was your day?"
"Long and lonely. Yours?" I give her my most smoldering look. And I know it affects her.
"Um… me too. I mean, mine too. My day was long." Her cheeks get rosier the more flustered she gets and it's completely fetching.
"You look edible today, Ana."
She looks to Taylor and back at me. "What are you going to do about that, Mr. Grey?"
I lean into her and whisper in her ear, "I think I may have to taste test you." I let my breath tickle her ear and lightly bite her earlobe. She gasps and squeezes her thighs together.
She looks at me and whispers, "You are rotten." I give her my megawatt smile. Having her live with me has many more benefits than I anticipated.
Taylor drops us off at the entrance of Escala. Once we're in the elevator I slowly move my hand from her back down to her rear and give it a squeeze. "Christian!"
Ana scolds me with faux indignation. "Baby, I thought you like it when I do that?" I stand behind her and push my erection up against her. "I know I do."
The elevator stops and we walk through the foyer as quickly as possible. We walk past the kitchen and Mrs. Jones says, "Mr. Grey, dinner in a half hour?"
Without even turning around I shout, "That's fine, Gail. Thank you!"
We get to the bedroom and quickly shut the door. "Let me help you get changed into something more comfortable, Miss Steele." I quickly push her into the closet. I push her up against the wall and start to unbutton her shirt while I press my erection into her.
She's panting and moaning but she manages to say, "Christian, what got into you?"
Without even stopping I reply, "I don't know but I hope to get into you very soon." I tug at her skirt to unzip it and take it off. She now has her shirt open displaying her sexy, lace bra and is in her panties and stockings with garters.
I step back to admire the view and give her a groan of approval. "Oh, Miss Steele. The things I am going to do to you." She looks at me gripping the wall behind her and her eyes glimmer with desire. I get down on my knees in front of her and rub my nose up her sex, smelling her along the way. Then I take her garters in my mouth and unhook them while my hands make their way up to her breasts.
"Christian… please." I can tell her legs are going weak. I get the garters unhooked and I slowly divest her of her panties. Before she has a chance to do anything my mouth is on her, sucking her and massaging her with my tongue. She's trying to close her legs more so I push them even farther. I look up at her, "Oh no you don't baby. You're all mine."
"Christian, please…" She's begging me and I know she's close.
"What is it that you want, Anastasia?" I slip my fingers into her and give her an agonizingly slow pace while I press my palm into her clit, gently massaging it.
"Oh my God. Christian. You, I want you."
"Baby, I love the way you say my name. Say it again."
"Christian, Christian!"
I'm kissing my way up her body and on her neck. I give her a little bite. "Where do you want me, Anastasia?"
"Inside of me, please. Please, Christian. I need you."
"Oh, baby. You know I can't deny you." I unzip my pants and free my erection. Quickly I thrust into her. "Oh, I love being inside of you baby. I'm going to make you come hard. Is that what you want?"
"Oh, fuck. Yes, yes please."
"What is it, Anastasia?" Honestly, I can't keep this up for much longer. It's taking everything I have.
"Christian, make me come. Please fuck me hard."
Without saying anything I pick up the pace, moving into her harder and faster until I feel her tighten around me. "Come on, Anastasia. Give it to me. Let me hear you call my name."
My plea triggers her orgasm. She makes a guttural scream of my name. "Christian. Fuck!"
Hearing my name on her lips is my undoing and I finish in her no holds barred. "Oh, Ana!" I stand there still holding her for a few minutes trying to catch my breath.
I have my face buried in her neck. Finally, she breaks my reverie. "Jesus, Christian. That was…" Her eyes roll in the back of her head.
"Good?" I ask her, smiling knowingly.
"Good? I think good is an understatement."
I smile and give her a quick kiss as I pull out of her. "I found it pretty amazing myself. Now get changed. Dinner is ready and you need to eat."
Before she realizes it, I smack her ass making her yelp in surprise.
APOV
After our little tryst in the closet Christian changes and makes his way out of the bedroom. It takes me a few minutes to gather my senses. Will he always affect me like that?
I change into more comfortable clothes and put my hair up. I walk into the great room and Christian is there listening to Frank Sinatra. He turns around and gives me a huge Cheshire cat smile as he walks towards me. He has that gleam in his eye. Holy shit. I don't think I can handle any more right now. I think my nose is still numb from the closet a few minutes ago. "Good evening, Miss Steele. Are you hungry?"
I start to blush. "Yes."
He smirks at me and swoops me up into his arms. "Well, we better get you fed!" He carries me to the breakfast bar where he gently deposits me on one of the stools. Playful Fifty is here.
We eat together enjoying the pasta Gail made and some fantastic wine. He makes me laugh doing an impression of Taylor from earlier today. It's times like this when he acts his age and seems so youthful and carefree, where I realize how much I love him. I think there is nothing I wouldn't do for him.
We finish our dinners and I place the plates in the sink. Christian still chides me about doing that but it's a habit and I'm not sure if I will ever get used to someone else picking up after me. "So, Ana, what would you like to do this evening?"
"I brought home a new manuscript, I thought I would read through it tonight." He looks at me and slowly shakes his head.
"No, that's not the correct answer. I have something to show you." He grabs my hand and leads me over to the stairs. He opens a door and in there is a huge library.
"You have a library?" He smiles at me in return. I walk around looking at the books on the bookshelf. There are a lot of first editions in here. I wonder if this is where he got the Tess books he sent me. At the opposite and of the room sits two overstuffed chairs with soft looking cushions and snuggly blankets. It's like Heaven.
"Do you like it?" He almost sounds unsure and a little nervous at my response.
"Christian, this is amazing. It's wonderful." I can't stop and I keep going from bookshelf to bookshelf looking at all the books he has. "I didn't know you had a library."
"I realized earlier that you haven't seen the whole place. And, if you're going to live here you should be comfortable." I smile in return and got and hop in the chair. It's so comfortable, I could live in it. "I feel like a kid in a candy shop. I didn't realize you like to read too. I mean, I know you read but I meant the classics."
He smiles at me. "Of course. As a teenager, it was a welcomed escape. In some cases, it was a way to see people who were more tortured than I was." My face falls with sudden sadness thinking of Christian as a boy who couldn't bear to be touched and didn't understand his feelings.
I get up from the chair and walk over to him. Grasping his hands in mine I step up on my tiptoes and give him a kiss. "Thank you for showing me this. It's lovely."
