Chapter 35

APOV

I've never been on a honeymoon before but if I had to guess, I would say this is the best honeymoon in history. Three weeks went by so quickly and it was wonderful to not have to worry about anything else but ourselves.

We first went to London and toured the city and the countryside. I got to see where some of my favorite authors got their inspiration. We had fun taking cheesy tourist pictures of ourselves.

One of the days in London Christian had some work to do so I spent the day relaxing at a spa. I think I could do that daily. He also spoke with his lawyers about the salons; he is just gifting them to Elena in hopes she will stay out of our lives forever. I hope it works.

Then we went on to Paris. Christian's childhood bedroom in Bellevue has a picture of him as a sullen teenager standing in front of the Arc de Triomphe. Even when sullen, he is beautiful. I try and make him re-create that picture and at first he refuses until I promise to make it worth his while when we get back to the hotel room.

One of the times I spoke with Dr. Flynn he told me Christian is still an adolescent in many ways. It makes me sad to think about how much he missed out on and it makes me want to hold him tight and never let go.

Now, we are in the Cote d'Azure basking in the warm sun of the Mediterranean. This is the last leg of our honeymoon and I am sad to see it end. I truly love being in our own little world with just the two of us. I can't believe some people live this life, it's so extravagant and indulgent.

We are walking around Fréjus, enjoying the simplicity when two men walk past us. They are both smirking at me when one says to the other, "Regardez ses seins, je parie qu'il les baise tous les soirs." they are both laughing. I have no idea what they said but judging by the look on Christian's face it's not good.

Christian's voice is scarily calm as he quietly says to them, "Ne pas parler de ma femme comme ça ou je te tuerai, sac d'écume. Comprenez vous?" Whatever he said their faces get ashen and they swallow hard, nod, and walk away.

"Christian, what did they say?" Christian grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles.

"Nothing to worry about, baby." He then gives me a sideways hug as we walk, planting kisses in my hair. I look up at him because I know he's not telling the truth but whatever it was, is not worth the fight we'll get into.

"Christian, it's so beautiful here. There're gorgeous beaches right by mountains, it's the best of both."

"Maybe I should buy a house here so you can have this view whenever you want."

"Christian, I hope you're joking!" He looks at me and gives me a smile letting me know he could be serious if I wanted him to be.

I love happy Christian, and silly Christian, and I really love sexy Christian. I wish it could stay like this forever.


CPOV

I love seeing Ana happy and just when I thought she couldn't get more beautiful she catches a little bit of sun making her eyes look even brighter. We leave Fréjus and head back to the seaside villa. Taylor and the CPOs head back to their neighboring villa.

Ana is walking back to the bedroom. "Christian, I want to go swimming. Want to swim with me?" Our villa has a private pool from a natural spring.

"I want to do everything with you, baby." We change into our bathing suits and head to the small, private pool. She looks so sexy in that bikini, and it's all for me. She dives in first and I follow. I swim over to her, trapping her, and pin her against the wall.

"Well, Mr. Grey, now that you have me trapped what do you plan on doing?" She tries to sound coy and innocent but it doesn't work.

"Well, Mrs. Grey, I don't like to divulge my secrets." I move so I am just not touching her lips with mine and I hear her draw in a breath. I put one hand on the ledge next to her head and with my other hand on her lower back I pull her body against mine.

I look into her eyes with intensity and lean in to give her a soft kiss as a tease. She goes to protest when I stop the kiss but is unable to say anything. Before she has a chance to regain the ability I swoop in and kiss her hard. I press her body into my growing erection and she moans into my mouth.

I remove my hand from her lower back and use it to hold up her thigh. In response, she lifts both of her legs wrapping them around my waist. I move my hand that was next to her head and untie the sides of her bikini bottoms. "I like this bathing suit, Anastasia."

Her cheeks are flushed and her breathing has quickened, "Me too." Before she finishes saying that I thrust into her and make her groan.

"Baby, you feel so good. Do you want this to be fast or slow?" I start to kiss down her neck and her clavicle. "What will it be, Ana?" I ask her with my voice low and steady.

With one hand I slowly tease her hardening nipples. "Shit, Christian! Holy fuck… fast. Fast, please, Christian. I need you to fuck me now!"

"As you wish, Mrs. Grey." I move with a punishing rhythm. "Is this what you wanted?" I don't stop when I talk to her.

"Yes. Christian…" She puts her head back in an attempt to absorb the pleasure, her mouth is open and slack.

I kiss her jaw and neck with my hand holding the side of her face to keep it there. "Mmhmmm." I don't stop to give her an answer.

I can feel her quickening and pulsing around me. "Christian, I'm going to come."

"Good. Let go, baby. Let me hear you." With that she lets her orgasm overtake her. I kiss her mouth consuming her whimpers.

I'm still holding her until I know she's able to hold herself up. "Oh my God. That was amazing, Christian."

I smile at her, "I couldn't agree more, Mrs. Grey. Come, I need to feed you. You haven't eaten all day."