A/N: Here is a little bit of the honeymoon. I think it's kind of corny, but I really was drawing blanks. Like I said before it only came about because of the CK ad. And I'm not the greatest lemon writer so I didn't want it to be one big lemon, because you would all fall asleep . I have a pintrest page (type in the url then /cdiamondchildru), I still have no idea how to really make one. So I Just posted a bunch of 'honeymoon' pics, along with some others. Plus Jamie Dornan is nice to look at. Thanks to my beta MrsCTGrey.
ANA:
We get to the Fairmount where Christian carries me over the threshold of our suite and stands me up in front of the bed. "I can't wait to have you any longer Mrs. Grey" His words make me blush. "Turn around; I'm going to peel you slowly out of this dress." I happily oblige.
He moves my hair out of the way and starts leaving little kisses along the back of my neck, shoulder to shoulder. He starts to undo each one of my buttons on my dress, making it pool around my feet. I hear a deep inhale of breath from Christian.
"Baby, you look sensational." He walks over in front of me and looking me up and down like I'm his next meal. Well, I guess I am. "You're finally mine!"
"I've always been yours Christian. Now it's just legal." I smirk. He gives me a hand to step out of the dress.
He leans down and ever so gently kisses my lips.
"But now you're Mrs. Grey. I've wanted this since high school. So tonight I'm going to love and cherish you. I love you, Anastasia."
His lips work their way down my next to the swell of my breast. "I love you too Christian."
"I want you to lay down." I do as I'm told, propping myself up on some pillows. He climbs on top of me. He runs his nose down my corset, to my panties. He unhooks each of my garter belts and nips between my thighs. Grabbing one of my stockings he pulls it down slowly kissing every inch of my leg and does the same with the other leg. He pulls down my garter belt and panties.
"Sit up. I want you all the way naked." His eyes are dark and filled with lust.
I sit up so he can unclasp my corset, when he's finished he throws it across the room. He captures my lips and entangles in his hand in my hair.
"There has never been a more amazing sight. My wife naked, and ready for me." His voice is husky and filled with desire, it only turns me on more.
"What about you?" I start unbuttoning his shirt and push it off his shoulders. I rid him of his belt, and he helps me finish taking off his pants.
"I will have to agree with your sentiment. There's no better sight than my naked husband, ready for me." I stroke my hand over his hard dick. He smirks.
"I need to finish tasting you. And then I'm going to have you." He trails his lips back down my neck, grabs one of nipples, pinching it between his teeth and sucking. He does the same with the other one. He kisses his way down my navel to my sex. He takes long slow licks, and I cry out in pleasure. What this man can do with his tongue. He stops, and I groan missing the sensation. He crawls back up to me his face hovering over mine.
"I'm going to be inside of you when we first cum together as man and wife." He sinks himself inside of me. I moan out with the feeling of him filling me. Our tongues clash together, and I'm lost to his ever slow torturing rhythm. "Baby, look at me." My eyes fly open as I look into his intense gray eyes. He kisses me hard, his eyes stay locked on mine. I can feel my insides clenching. "Let it go, baby." He murmurs.
"Ahhh." I shatter around him, as he follows.
"I love you, wife." He says collapsing in a heap on the bed.
"I love you too husband."
August 21st- Hawaii… somewhere near Waikiki
Christian
We are five days into our honeymoon, the half way point until we have to go back to the real world. It's been an incredible trip so far. We have a private villa out on the beach; there's nobody around for miles. It's been paradise; we spend 90% of our time naked. We've done a little sightseeing here and there, but we are both pretty much content in our own world. That was until this morning.
I woke up to a phone call from Taylor who is back in Seattle with the rest of the security team. Nobody knows where we are beside our family, or so we thought.
"Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt your honeymoon, but I thought you would want to be aware."
"What is it, Taylor?" I look over at Ana who is still asleep, her arms tucked under her pillow.
"It seems you were papped yesterday at the beach. My guess is they used a telescope lens. If you log into TMZ, E! news, or the local news outlets you can see them." He clears his throat as I get out of bed to grab my laptop. "It appears you and Mrs. Grey are in your underwear and kissing."
I load up TMZ, and there we are in black and white. One picture is Ana lying next to me, head on my chest, with her hand reached down my underwear. The second one is her straddling my lap, bending down to kiss me, my hands grabbing her perfect ass. The other four are much of the same.
"Wow, we look hot," Ana says behind me, causing me to jump. I put Taylor on speaker.
"I have Barney working on trying to take them down, but he told me it would be almost impossible to pull them all down since they have been up for a while. He has no idea of how many people copied them." I sigh and run my hands through my hair.
"I understand Taylor. Let me talk to Ana and see if she has any ideas." We hang up.
"Good thing we decided to go inside to have sex." Ana murmurs.
"Yeah, have any ideas of what to do?"
"I say leave them up. Barney's right it would be impossible to get every picture off on-line. We're not naked, or having sex; we look damn hot!" Ana takes my mouse and scrolls down and the reads the article.
*It seems the newlywed millionaire couple was a getting hot and heavy on the beach of Hawaii. They both look amazing and happy.*
"There are no negative articles, so let it go. We could release a statement asking people to respect our privacy. But you know how well that goes over." She shrugs, unaffected by it all.
"I hate everyone seeing what's mine. You look so sexy; now I have to worry even more about guys wanting you." I groan. I'm frustrated at the thought of other guys drooling over my wife, probably even jacking off to those pictures. Ana places her hands on my shoulders.
"Will you calm down? You don't think I have to worry about all the females looking at you. I mean it's bad enough reading all those e-mails they send to you." She brushes her hands in my hair. "Maybe I can find out who took these pictures. See if we can pay him off and get copies. Because we know there's more than these six.
She grabs her laptop and starts doing whatever she does. "Who would have thought a tickle fight would end up getting us on the cover of tabloids."
Flashback- less than 24 hours ago
Ana and I are getting dressed to go out for dinner tonight. I'm wearing a pair of white boxer briefs, and she's standing in front of me in a pair of black lacy underwear and matching bra. I wrap my arms around her and nuzzle her neck with my beard. I decided to let it grow out to see what it looks like. Ana says she likes it as long as it doesn't get long and scruffy. She giggles as I keep tickling her with my beard.
"Stop it Christian." She giggles as she tries to get away, but I'm holding her pretty tight.
"Stop what?" I move to the other side of her neck and do the same thing.
"Stop tickling me." She's laughing hard now. I pick her up and throw her to the bed and start tickling her sides. "Christian…" She's trying to catch her breath. I get up and tickle the bottoms of her feet, which I know drive her insane.
She quickly gets up and runs from the room. I quickly go after her. "Where do you think you're going?" I chase after her as she rounds the couch. We are on opposite sides of the couch, swaying back and forth to see which way the other will go. She darts and heads to the French doors and runs outside. I'm behind her in a flash as she goes to the beach. I catch up to her, grabbing her hips and spin her around. We're both laughing so hard, that we fall to the sand.
"No. More. Please." She says in between breaths. She moves to lay closer to me, placing her hand on my chest. Her breathing steadies. "You don't play fair, Mr. Grey." Her hand brushes up and down my chest, then finds its way to reaching inside of my boxers.
"Who's not playing fair now Mrs. Grey?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, sir." She sits up and then moves her body to straddle my hips. I sit up and grab her ass, feeling her lace panties on my hands and her wet sex against my hardening bulge. Our tongues clash together, in a deep heat of passion that leaves us both panting. "Let's going inside… I don't feel like finding sand in all the wrong parts again." She giggles.
We both get up and race each other back to the villa, forgetting about dinner.
-End flashback-
"Okay, I found out who photographed us yesterday." She looks at me triumphantly.
"That was quick." I stand over her.
"It was easy when TMZ named the source. I traced him near Pearl City. I have his number, he's a freelancer, and he probably just got lucky and heard about some wealthy couple staying here and took his chance."
"I might kick his ass," I mutter.
"No, you won't. We will go to see him, ask for the copies and pay him off. Shoot, maybe we can get him to take some pictures of us, which aren't in our underwear. Because he did get some great shots of us." I'm glad someone is optimistic.
When I called Taylor back, he tried to advise us to find another location on the island to be safe. Ana was able to search all the news outlets and said our location was never given. So we're just going to stay put. Taylor said he would feel better if he joined us and stay close to keep us safe. I already booked the other villa, to make sure we had no one around. So we told him to bring Gail with him. They both hit it off right away, but they both had met years ago when they both were married. We know we won't need Taylor around so might as let the two enjoy their time. We owe Gail the most for everything she has done.
Ana called the photographer whose name is Kaholo. He is willing to meet with us nearby. Ana said he sounded nice. She didn't tell him the real reason why we wanted to meet, but to hire him for a job.
At 4:30 we meet Kaholo. He's an Islander, in his mid-30's, tall and in really good shape. We are at a little coffee shop when he comes in with a camera around his neck.
"Hi, Kaholo, I'm Ana, and this is my husband Christian." They shake hands, and it dawns on him who we are.
"I'm guessing this meeting is about the pictures?" He asks with no malice as he slides into the booth across from us. I decided it would be best to let Ana handle this, so I don't lose my temper.
"Yes and no. We were hoping to talk about the digital copies or hard copies you might have. We would be willing to buy them from you, as long as you sign something to promise you will no longer sell them. I was able to find out you're a freelancer. Did you know where we were staying before you took our pictures?"
He looks down, "No, I didn't even really know who you were. I was told there were important guests staying at the villa." Ana looks at me with an 'I told you' look.
"A lot of celebs stay in one of the three villas at any time. I took a chance. I sent the pictures out to a friend of mine who was able to tell me who you guys are. I was impressed when he told me I was able to sell the pictures. I'm sorry, but I needed the money." He does look sincere.
"When you sold them did you tell them our location?"
"No ma'am. I never usually sell the location, it means a chance only my pictures will be used, which gives me more jobs. I said it was off one of the Hawaiian Islands."
"I appreciate that Kaholo. I spent a lot of time searching and was glad to see no locations listed, only some guesses."
"The part of the island you're staying on isn't known by many people. That's why it's so popular with the rich and celeb folks. It's a like a black hole on maps, and you need an exclusive membership to get in." He laughs.
I finally step in. "We would like to buy the digital copies from you and then have you sign an NDA stating you can no longer sell our pictures or story to anyone. We're very private people, and have a young son, who we hope when he gets older doesn't see those pictures." I smile a Kaholo laughs again.
"Yes, I understand, I wouldn't want my kids to see anything like that of my wife and me…" He stops and bows his head. "The pictures, do I dare say, are hot. I didn't think before I sold them, and wonder what if it was my wife and me. I'm not usually one of those kinds of photographers." He sighs. "I'm sorry. I'll be happy to sell you the digital copies and sign the NDA. I don't have them on my computer, because if my wife saw them, she would kill me. Since I already got paid for the photos, I'll just give you the SD card." He reaches into his bag and hands us an SD card that's labeled ACG. "If you have the NDA I'm willing to sign."
I think Ana and I are caught off guard. Is he just giving it to us? I'm really good at reading people, and unless he's a great actor, he's been nothing but truthful. I look at Ana, and she believes him too. I get the folded copy of the NDA I got faxed over and had Kaholo sign it.
"Thank you both and for not kicking my butt." He chuckles and stands up.
"Kaholo wait!" Ana and I blurt at the same time. He sits back down and gives us a questioning look.
"We would like to hire you. Your pictures were really good. We were hoping you could take more pictures of us, to help us document our honeymoon, and the first vacation that we've taken in two years," Ana says
"You want to hire me? After everything?" Kaholo asks confused.
"Yes, like Ana said the pictures were good, you've signed the NDA, and also if nothing else we believe you have been more than honest with us. We could use some better pictures of us, then a few selfies we have."
"Yeah, sure. It would be dumb of me not to turn down work." He genuinely smiles.
"Great!" I write down an offer of $20,000. It's a lot, but it's a guaranteed to our privacy (well, not always) However, with the signed NDA if we were to sell or say anything he could lose more the 20 grand.
Plus, Ana did his background check, and found he has four kids under 8 and has been married for 12 years. Not once did he say anything to make us feel like the bad guys, most tabloid reporters will. He also never made it seem okay with what he did. Just needs to earn a living.
He looks at the paper with the price and his eyes go wide in disbelief. I'm starting to think he had a stroke. $20,000 for a day's work is pretty good, I think.
"Don't you think this is a little much, maybe an extra zero?"
"No, I believe that you will earn it. Since you won't be able to sell them, it should help with any lost commission. Also, maybe when we come back you'll work with us again, or if you're ever stateside. Consider it like a retainer." Ana encourages him. He thinks about it for a second, before he's smiling brightly. I saw a tear in his eye, and if I looked away, I would have missed it.
"Yes, yes of course. Thank you, so much. You don't understand how much this will help. When did you want to start?"
"Would you mind taking some in front of the waterfall tonight and maybe tomorrow afternoon?"
"Definitely."
We get back to the villa, and will meet up with Kaholo in a couple of hours. "Well, that turned out well." I pull my shirt off as we walk into the bedroom.
"Yeah, it did." She smiles, undoing the buttons of her shirt. I'm about to attack her when my phone rings.
"What now?" I growl. Looking at the caller ID, I see it's Elliot, "What do you want Elliot?" I snap.
"Hi bro, it's so nice to talk to you too." He jokes.
"Whatever Elliot, I'm busy, what do you need?"
"Oh, I bet you're busy," He hoots. "I saw the pictures today… all I have to say is damn! You should've seen mom's face; boy did she turn red," I groan.
"Elliot, was there something important you needed? Is everything okay with Teddy?" I roll my eyes; I should have known this would have been about the pictures.
"No, Tedster is good. He's having a blast. We took him to the zoo today. Now all he can talk about is elephants. How you doin?" He says like Joey from friends.
"Like I said, I'm busy, if that is all. I'll see you in five days." I hang up and toss my phone on the bed.
"How's Teddy?"
"He's good. They took him to the zoo. I figure we'll call mom later." I stalk over to her and unclip her bra. Latching my lips onto her neck, she lets out a satisfied moan. "But right now, I have more pressing matters." I throw her down on the bed and have my wicked way with her.
Ana:
Kaholo's pictures of us under the waterfall, the surrounding area, and the next day at the beach were perfect. After both sessions, he would hand us the SD card from the camera, his way of telling us he's not keeping them, without saying it.
Christian and I looked at the pictures he had taken without knowing there were 100's of candid shots. They started when Christian spun me around till we ran back into the house. He didn't even sell the raciest ones. There were some with Christian's hand on my boob and one hand down my panties. Christian said he didn't even remember doing all that; I told him it was so normal for us, he was basically on auto-pilot. The pictures were so hot that when we finished looking at them, we had to have each other right away.
Inspired by all the pictures Kaholo had taken we had our own little photo sessions. We took a lot of intimate pictures, us in our underwear, or naked. I was able to set up the camera on a delayed timer burst to take a bunch of us together. My favorite "burst session" was when Christian ripped my panties, picked me up, and slammed inside of me, with my back to the camera, until the last frame where my head is thrown back in ecstasy.
My favorite photo of Christian is of him by the fireplace with one thumb gently pulling down his shorts, revealing his 'v'. His hair is just fucked, and you can't miss his sexy feet. Christian said his favorite picture was of me in an oversize sweater, just barely covering my privates.
After all the pictures we decided to make our own sex tape. Spending almost all day modeling for each other we were so turned on, we had to most erotic and mind-blowing sex we've ever had, all caught on video. Thankfully, I'm really good at encrypting files, all the pictures and video are on my external hard drive, when we get home will erase the SD cards and put the drive in the safe. If anyone does get it, it'll be hard to bypass.
"Ana, get your butt back over here!" I turn to look at him as he's stroking his dick, laying naked on the bed.
"Haven't you had enough?" I giggle.
"Never, baby. Get your tight little ass over here. Your husband needs you."
How can I resist him? I run over to the bed and jump on it and straddle my husband as he takes me once again.