Christian Rising to Meet His Challenge

Christian's POV:

I am awoken from the most peaceful sleep I have ever had, by the terrorizing sensation of being touched. It is intensely gentle, but no matter what, it is still a touch. I open my eyes, to find Ana looking down. I want to breath out in relief over the fact that her hands are below my chest, but that will alert her. I am intrigued to see where little miss-sassy is going with her little exploration. Her fingers glide over my stomach, and I can literally feel the heat of her blush.

Ana extends her index finger and glides it down to my pelvic area. Once she is ever so close to the edge of my pants, I move quickly and grip her hand. I startle her horribly, and she looks up at me. There is a small amount of fear in her eyes, but it is the crimson red tone to her face that has my full attention.

"For someone who was just so bold, you are blushing horribly," I advise her. Ana looks apprehensive and is struggling to speak. I don't take my eyes off her, nor do I speak. Rather I exercise my dominance over her. Her subtle little gestures speak volumes to what she is thinking, and she needs to know exactly what is involved to be with me.

"I was… just… uumm…. Shit why can't I express myself? How do you do this to me?" Ana groans. "I don't know if I hate you or if I like you. I don't know if I want to be far away or so close to you that there is no space between us. Worst of all, I keep wanting you to…." I want to grin broadly, but Ana stops talking suddenly. Her stumbled little speech has told me exactly what I needed to know.

"Want me to, what? Tell me Anastasia!" I command.

"It doesn't matter. From what you have told me, it wouldn't be your preference or in your repertoire."

"I am very versatile, try me." I try to make my voice as soft as possible, but it is a means to an end. If I know exactly what she wants, then I can flip it and get what I want. It is what I do, in business and in pleasure.

"Sex," Ana states as if it is the most taboo word.

"You want me to fuck you?" I start to flip the nature of Ana's request.

"No, that sounds way too cold. Make love to me." I quietly groan inwardly. Love? No! I quickly move until I am straddling her and have both her hands over her head.

"I don't do love." I need to re-warn her.

"Try it."

"Are you challenging me?"

"Yes," Oh, miss sassy is back.

I can feel my dominant side starting to become excited, so I chose not to say anything. It might frighten her. I cannot have her running. I locate my briefcase in my room and select two of the items that I will need. I can't give Ana what she wants, but I might be able to make a few small concessions.

When I re-enter Ana's room, she is sitting up slightly. She looks angelic, innocent and beautiful. Maybe I should reconsider taking her, but I want her. All of her.

"Miss Steele, you have moved," I observe.

"I wasn't one hundred percent you were coming back. You ran out of here without a word. It isn't usual behavior, for what we were doing...actually discussing."

"I needed to get a couple of items." I place them on the bedside table before I straddle her again and grip her wrists. I won't take a risk of her touching my chest.

"Do you intend to have sex with me holding onto my wrists?"

"No, but I intend to bind them."

"Why?"

"Because I fear I am compromising on more than one aspect of my sexual limits tonight, and you're wandering hands is a hard limit for me. I won't discuss this fact any further. It is a deal breaker for me, so Anastasia do you still want to continue?" Ana looks nervous and slowly nods her head.

"Say it," I order.

"Yes, I still want to have... sex." I grin at her shyness and the difficulty she is having just saying the word sex. Miss-strong and sassy has an issue with a little three-letter word. Ironic!

I grip the hem of Ana's black tank top and pull it off her slowly, relishing the moment as her bare chest becomes exposed. I grab the tape, from the bedside table and fasten her hands together.

"That should hold you." I throw the remaining roll away, and my eyes immediately find her breasts. I cup them and feel their fullness.

"You have beautiful breasts Anastasia."

Ana commences to moan deliciously, as I commence to kiss her neck and make my way down to her chest. I distract her with my tongue on her nipples whilst I move to remove the only piece of clothing remaining on her body. Her panties. I guide them down her long legs, and when I grip them properly, I make a pleasant discovery.

"Your panties are wet?" I smirk.

"So when you told me my camisole was wet before, that wasn't the only part of me that was wet." I am surprised to find that Ana isn't timid right now, rather she is feisty. This just makes this so much more enticing. For the first time, I look at Ana completely naked.

"Stunning. Absolutely stunning."

"You're still dressed," Ana remarks, sweetly pouting a little. So the little vixen wants me to see me naked. I get off the bed and take another good look at her naked body.

"What if I blindfolded you?" I test her.

"Then that would be a deal breaker for me."

"Touché." Ana grins at me. I study her facial expression as I step out of my pajama pants. Ana's mouth forms a perfect 'o' as she stares in amazement at my very full and growing member. Fuck me. I want to fuck that mouth.

I watch Ana's surprise as she get her first good look at me naked, and my ever expanding excitement. She swallows hard and looks apprehensive. Time to have a little fun!

"Is something concerning you?" I inquire

"No" Ana comments too quickly.

"Really? Now I think that is a lie!"

"Well... it's just that you are...big" Ana responds not looking me in the eye.

"It will fit."

I glide back onto the bed, and I let my hands play all over Ana's firm body. I nibble at her ear, and then place soft kisses on her tender lips. Ana opens her mouth and begins to kiss me, expressing just how much she wants to do this. She slowly arches into me, which only causes my erection to dig into her hip.

"Oh Christian," Ana said biting her lip as I insert a finger into the apex of her thighs and then another.

"You are so wet!" I whisper into Ana's ear. Her breathing intensives and she looked like she was going to explode at this rate. "Are you all right?" I never have asked a girl if she as okay or not during any sexual act, but I never taken a virgin before.

"Yes. Don't stop" Oh Anastasia do not worry about that, me stopping was never on the agenda.

"We aim to please." I move my fingers hitting her sweet spot and feel her tighten around me. I hit her sweet spot a couple more times and then stop, leaving her wanting more. She is so wound up and start to pay attention to her nipples. I can't tell if Ana is displeased, but she then spreads her legs and wraps then around my waist.

"Christian... Christian!" I choose to ignore her pleas at first rather concentrate on her perfectly shaped nipples. "Christian, please!"

I grin at Ana, knowing precisely what she wants. I reach over to the bedside table and pick-up the condom that I had placed there when I returned to the room. "Are you on any birth control?"

"No. I ...I umm... Haven't needed to be, before."

"That is obvious. Now." I smirk. I open the condom packet and the second I slip it on; I fill her and can't help but moan in sheer pleasure. Ana groan's in a similar fashion. "Are you okay?" I ask a touch worried.

"Yes. Don't stop like you did last time. For the love of god, don't even think about it!" Ana grunts.

"I wouldn't dream of it."

Slowly at first I commence to move, but then I start to move quicker and grip her hips to bury myself deeper. Ana's has started to gasp for air and so I begin to fuck her harder. I let go of her hips and have her wrap her legs around me once more to push myself inside her even further with every ravenous thrust.

"Oh Christian," Ana screams out in ecstasy as she climaxes, I don't stop moving, which extends her pleasure and causes her muscles to contract harder, grabbing me as I continue to thrust into her. I grunt and clench my teeth hard as my long awaited orgasm overwhelmed me. I catch my breath as Ana, and I comedown from our climaxes. I look at her attentively and take in this perfect creature. She doesn't know it yet, but she is mine. Begrudgingly, I pull out of Ana and release her hands. We lay next to each other silently at first.

"Are you okay?" I ask

"Yes, thank you... I am good." I narrow my eyes as Ana looks a little nervous now. I can't have her not communicating with me, especially not now.

"Tell me what you are thinking," I demand but ask her softly.

"I thought you only fucked," Ana exclaims.

"I do." That little show Miss Steele was to make you realize how much you want to be with me. How much I can give you. I just never expected to realize myself how much you are going to be able to give me.

"Good thing you set your alarm, way too early, Anastasia. We can still go and watch the sun rise," I advise her.

"I don't know if I will be able to get up," Ana states biting her lips. Oh, fuck me. "Christian, I don't think I can be submissive. I have read the agreement in full, and it's too much. I probably can see you, be in a relationship with you, but not what you want," Ana warns me.

"Just try it. Give me a trial period and if it doesn't meet your needs then maybe we can re-negotiate."

"It's too hard," Ana groans.

"No, it isn't. All you need to do is to keep an open mind and communicate honestly with each other. It is what I will do with you," I explain.

"Christian… no," I feel unusual emotions fill me. I want her. Badly.

"Look Ana, let's just mix it up. I will give you what I want, and you will give me what I want. We can discuss this tomorrow sometime. After we get back to Seattle, I have to go to a meeting this evening, but I have some free time, really to talk this over. Let me show you exactly what it means to be submissive. If you thought that the sex we just had was pleasurable, then you are in for a very gratifying experience," I say trying to persuade her.

"Okay let's talk tomorrow." Ana agrees, and I breathe out in relief. This is what I needed. I needed her to agree. Now to negotiate the terms and have Miss Steele do the compromising.

Ana's POV:

"I. Will. Ring. You. Once. My. Meeting. Is. Over. Tonight. Will you stay up?" Christian asks between soft kisses. Taylor dropped us at Escala, after we landed Charlie Tango at Boeing Field, rather than at my apartment. Elliot informed Christian that he and Kate would be at his place all night, which led to Mr. Control-freak literally demanding I not go back to my apartment. I would have argued against this request, but agreed as it would give us more opportunities and time to discuss this relationship tomorrow. Plus, I am going to sleep in the guest room.

"That depends on how long your work meeting is going to take?"

"It should be over by ten. If not, I will make sure it comes to an end. I wish I didn't have to go." Christian's tone has changed dramatically, and his well-developed CEO mode has returned. I have concluded that he can alternate from CEO to Dominate, to caring, to sad and any other persona he has in his calibre, as quickly as switching a light on and off.

"Multi-billion dollar companies don't run themselves; however, I will probably be asleep by ten. The last couple of days has been exhausting."

"I am exhausting?"

"A very good exhausting," I giggle.

"I was aiming to make you sore."

"Well, I am definitely that too," I blush.

"Good." Christian smiles looking accomplished. He grips my hair, tilting my head upward and kisses me passionately. I allow him to possess me and groan when he flexes his hips into me.

"Mrs. Jones is fixing some dinner for you. I am afraid Sawyer is out, but will be back around half past eight. I had hoped he would have been able to be here earlier, but you staying here tonight were a last minute plan. Nonetheless, you will be safe. No one can get up to the penthouse without the code, and even then the door will be locked. I trust you remember your school girl safety rules," I raise my eyebrows at his condescending statement.

"Let's see, don't open the door to anyone you don't know, don't tell anyone your name or address, don't take lollipops from strangers and most important of all; always run far away from copper-haired CEO's who aim to seduce me and make me submissive."

"Good rules," Christian seems rattled. Geez, it was a joke! I stand on my tippy toes and kiss him again. He glares at me, but starts to relax. A little anyway.

"I will be in the spare room when you get home," I reassure him.

"Damn this meeting. There are so many things I want to show you and discuss with you. We can finally start to get things moving." Christian is obviously eager to start to get the ball rolling. He needs to learn to relax.

"Do you want me to come with you to your meeting? That way we can talk on the way there and back?" I aim for sarcasm but end up sounding serious instead.

"NO!" Christian snaps. I take a step back. His whole demeanor has changed. No longer is he playful, motivated or even in his CEO mode. I don't know what it is. Fear? Anger? Anxiety? Christian quickly recomposes himself and offers me a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, "You would be too much of a distraction. Stay here, eat, relax and go to bed. I will check on you when I get home. I am not demanding that you fall asleep."

"I will do my best. Sir" I add the term 'Sir' for good measure. Christian shakes his head playfully and kisses me one more time before he walks out of the apartment. I am left standing alone in the middle of the much too large main room. I feel like I have aged years in the past 48 hours that Christian Grey has featured in my life. Regardless of how I have fallen under his spell, especially since last night, I know that I need to be my usual strong person to discuss how this relationship will work. I know I can't give Christian what the submissive contract stipulates, but I know I am interested in him.

"Miss Steele, dinner is ready," Mrs. Jones announces, breaking my thought process.

"Thank you. Also please call me Ana."

Dinner, of course, is delicious, though lonesome. I have been playing with my cell phone as a distraction. I send Kate a quick text.

Ana: Here you are spending the night with Elliot again. Will I ever see you again? ; -) you will never believe where I am again.

Kate: Steele, where are you?

Ana: Guess?

Kate: TELL ME NOW STEELE!

I laugh at her shout capital text message back. I can just imagine her blood boiling. I start to count to ten, but only make it to five before she calls.

Ana: Yes?

Kate: Steele, you know better than to dangle a carrot in front of me, stop talking in riddles and tell me where you are!

Ana: I am back Christian Grey's apartment.

I figure this small piece of information shouldn't be in breach of the NDA. I so want to tell her about going in Charlie Tango, the mountains, the Tuscan style velar, and that I am no longer flying virgin airlines anymore. But I know I can't. I know I will be able to tell her face to face in a manner that won't breach the agreement, but not on the phone.

Kate: You are?

Ana: Yep. I agreed to stay here since you are out all night again, with Elliot.

Kate: Yes, dinner. Damn I am nervous. But I will be home at our apartment tonight. You can see me then if you are still up or in the morning.

There are two things that get my attention over her text back to me. Why would she be nervous over dinner and Elliot told Christian that she was spending the night at his place?

Ana: I was under the belief that you were going back to Elliot's place for the night.

Kate: No, Elliot has to drive to Vancouver tomorrow morning to meet with someone over an environmentally friendly community that is in the early stages. He has to be there by eight.

Ana: Oh is this is a last minute meeting?

Kate: No, this meeting has been planned for a few weeks.

Damn! If it had been a late planned meeting, then that would have explained why Christian told me the wrong information. I can't probe her further on this point or else she will only question me further as to why I am so interested. Instead, I take a different route.

Ana: Why are you nervous for dinner?

Kate: Because I am having dinner with Elliot's parents!

Ana: Already?

Kate: Yep and at their parents' house. In fact, I am already here. I excused myself to make this call. Mia, the youngest of the Grey kids, has just come back from graduating from college and boy she is spirited! Actually, Christian has just turned up.

Ana: He is there?

Of course, he would be, it's obviously a family dinner and he lied to me. He said he was going to a work meeting. Did he think I would want to go with him if I knew? It would have been ridiculous for me to go. We haven't even really established if we are in a relationship, let alone got to the point where it was appropriate for me to meet his parents.

Kate: Of course, he is. Supposedly this dinner was planned early last week, and both Elliot and Christina were told it was compulsory attendance. In fact, I believe that Christian is going to give his sister a rather big graduation gift.

Ana: That... umm... that sounds nice.

Kate: Oh Ana. I didn't know. You should have told me.

Ana: Told you what?

Kate: Ana are interested in him? Is that why you are at his apartment still. You are too headstrong and wouldn't agree to stay at his place unless you were interested in him!

Ana: Kate I am not. I am just staying at Escala as Christian is worried about my injury. I am staying on the second floor in the spare room.

I reply quickly.

Kate: Steele, don't fret. I am not about to quiz Christian or anything.

Ana: Good.

I finally feel a small amount of relief.

Kate: I am going to have Elliot find out, if he is interested.

Ana: Kavanagh, don't. There is nothing going on.

Please let her believe me.

Kate: When Elliot confirms this, then you will know for sure. I will ring you back soon.

Before I can further protest, Kate disconnects the call. Shit! There is no stopping her now, and I am powerless here in this penthouse above Seattle. The thought that Christian lied to me about where he is going, and more so, about the lies about Kate going to Elliot's was to see that I didn't find out about her deceit. Why the deception. He was the one that told me that we need to 'communicate honestly with each other' before he left.

I start to get agitated and walk out of the dining room and up to the spare room. I throw my clothes off and shower. Washing away the annoyance and dejected feeling I have building up in me. The hot water helps me get my thoughts in order and workout a few avenues of attack.

I see my phone and decide to take matters into my own hands and text Christian.

Ana: How is your work meeting? Shouldn't you be focused on that rather than me in bed and what I am NOT wearing

Christian: My work meeting is not as interesting as you are

Ana: But is you meeting being productive? Who is there?

Christian: Meeting is very productive, and it is just a bunch of boring men in overpriced suits. Can you stay awake until get back to Escala?

Ana: I will try to stay awake

Christian: try hard

I throw my phone down and scream. Why didn't he tell me the truth? Is this what it's supposed to be like? I pullout the contract and analyze it. Does he mean for me to be kept hidden? He did say that he wouldn't really take me out. The key thing now, interesting enough, will be in whatever Kate can find out for me.

I start to pace as I get angrier and more confused. It takes Kate another forty minutes before she rings me back, earlier than I expected actually.

Ana: Hey.

Kate: Hi Ana.

Kate's voice is low and uneasy.

Ana: How is your dinner going? What are Elliot's parents like?

Kate: They are wonderful people, and dinner is about to start. They pushed it back so Christian Grey would give his sister a brand new Audi. Generous mogul. I snuck around the corner quickly to ring you.

Ana: Sounds like a nice gift.

Kate: I haven't got long, but I thought I should tell you straight away. Elliot spoke to Christian, and he said that he wasn't interested in you. That he thought he might have last week after graduation, but he isn't interested. He is going to tell you as soon as your foot was fully healed, and you won't be able to take action against him. Christian told Elliot that you were not the type of girl he wants.

I don't respond. I don't know what to say.

Kate: Ana are you still there?

Ana: Yes of course I am.

Kate: I'm sorry. Were you interested in Christian?

Ana: No. I never was. You know that.

Kate: Good because Christian and Elliot are pretty tight. If Christian were interested in you then, Elliot would be able to tell.

Ana: Kate, look there is something I need to do. I am only telling you so you won't be worried. Please promise me you won't tell anyone.

Kate: Absolutely Steele. You know that I would keep all your secrets!

I fill Kate in and then put my plan into action. Oh, how my life has turned upside down, since I met Christian Grey, but it is time to regain control.

AN: got this chapter out nice and quick for you all. I hope you enjoyed. Ana is not a happy camper right now! next chapter from CG POV! review if you wish.