Desire
Ana's POV
After an incredible lunch at the space needle, Christian and I head straight back to Escala. The drive back is quiet but filled with so much sexual tension and anticipation that I wonder how Taylor managed to stay in the car with us. After weeks of going around in circles, and finally allowing each other to admit our feelings, there is intense electricity pulling us together. It's magnetic. Even if we wanted to, we wouldn't be able to ignore it. Christian's simple touch of my arm and fingers sends shock waves through me alone. I can't imagine what it will be like when we are finally able to be alone. We have only been together once and it was amazing, but now I can't even imagine how it is going to feel this time.
I feel my body tingle and muscles contract deliciously the second the car comes to a stop when Taylor parks the car, because I know what is coming next. Christian is holding my hand tightly, and I find I have to run slightly to keep up with his rapid march that doesn't stop until we reach the elevator.
"Hurry up" Christian groans as he presses the elevator door button, several times. He is even more impatient than normal waiting for the elevator to finally arrive. Christian even starts to pace a little, as he runs his one free hand through his hair. I can't help but giggle at the scene. Mr Christian Grey, master of the universe and the conqueror of the business world in his twenties, getting frustrated at the simple fact that the elevator won't obey his wishes. At least I am not the only one who doesn't always obey him. He turns curiously to face me and immediately I stop laughing.
"Are you laughing at me Anastasia?"
"No... I wouldn't dare" I reply, smiling broadly embarrassed but very humored at his facial expressions.
"I think you were." Oh my, Christian's voice has changed, and it radiates mixed emotions through me. The elevator doors finally open and he practically carries me in. I hold my breath as I watch as Christian quickly presses the code to the penthouse and finally exhale as a feel the elevator move.
"Are you going to take me to your room?" I ask meekly, but Christian just cocks his head to the side at me.
"Yes" Christian's voice is smooth, strong and certain.
"Oh..." I gulp. I know that this is what I wanted, but right now it feels like the tables have turned.
"Both of them!" Both? Does he have two of those playrooms rooms he has told me about? I must have a look of confusion and shock that he leans in and whispers into my ear, "My playroom and my bedroom." He is standing so closely in front of me that I can feel the heat coming off his body. I expect Christian to start to kiss me passionately or throw me against the wall of the elevator and start to undress me. Instead, Christian raises his hand and tucks a few loose strands of my hair behind my ear.
"You are so beautiful," I bite my lip and look to the side as I contemplate his words. I don't know why this is harder to accept than him telling me that he loved me.
"How it is that someone so strong, feisty and self-assured can be so insecure about the first thing everyone notices about you and admires?" Christian's voice and words give me so much confidence that I step back and unbutton the first two buttons of my shirt.
"Maybe I am just modest" I reply, running my fingers over my newly exposed cleavage.
"Possibly, but I am starting to think you have more layers than my fifty shades."
"That's an intrepid proposition" I reply.
"It is and I am looking forward testing it out my hypothesis..." Christian turns around and I feel the elevator come to a stop before I realize that he has done anything. "... right now in fact"
"What? Here in the elevator?" What if it starts moving again? Fear and excitement fill me. It is an enticing combination.
"Yes," Christian voice is so smooth and seductive that I my legs start to turn to jelly. I don't know why but I step back to my back in leaning against the cool metal wall of the elevator. My breathing becomes deeper and all the right muscles react as he takes a few small but paced steps towards me. I am excited and fearful of our naughty encounter.
"Don't worry; no one will enter the elevator!" He whispers into my ear.
"Is this a private elevator?"
"Something on those lines," Christian shrugs.
"Then I want to try something!" I feel my usual confidence return, at a level I only usually feel in academic ranks. I want Christian to realize that I may be inexperienced, but I am neither naive nor subtle. Christian cocks his head at my ambiguous comment, but his eyes are transfixed on my now moving hand. I run my fingers along his well defined abdominal muscles until I reach his belt. I guide my fingers over his belt buckle until I lower my hand feel the length of his manhood. He already feels hard. I look up at him and never take my eyes off his. I try not to blink; I don't want to break this intense feeling. I slowly undo his belt buckle, then the button of his pants and then undo his zip. I easily fish out what I am seeking.
Christian holds my hand as he steps to the side so he is now leaning against the wall of the elevator. I drop to my knees, to take him into my hands and then into my mouth. I start by taking him completely into my mouth and create a tight 'o' sucking him like popsicle. I close my eyes, as I feel him growing inside my mouth.
"Ana, look at me. I want to see you." I look up at him as I curl my tongue around him, creating a snug like bed for his most sensitive spot. His face gives away how much he is enjoying this. "You look so good with me in your mouth," His crude but strangely arousing comment encourages me to be even bolder. I grip his balls and play with them, matching my hand movements to the movements of my mouth.
"Ana...sat...sia!" Christian calls out my name one syllable at a time and tilts his head back. This is the only time he actually stops looking into my eyes.
I take Christian in deeper, until I can feel him and the back of my throat, making him call out my name, over and over. It encourages me to go further. As I take him back into my mouth once more, Christian begins to move his hips forward matching my movements. I am only mildly aware that his cell phone has been ringing continuously, but neither of us pays any attention to it.
"Ana, I am going to... you need to stop... if you don't want ...me to come into your mouth... you have to stop. Now!" Before I am even able to process what Christian has just said to me, I feel his salty climax at the back of my throat.
I hardly catch my breath, when Christian brings me to my feet and pins me to the wall of the elevator. His lips find mine and he commences to kiss me passionately. There is something incredibly raw and lustful about him as he possesses me. I gasp as hear a rip and then feel Christian's fingers playing between me and then inside of me. Did he just rip my underwear?
"You are so deliciously wet" Christian speaks softly into my ear. There are so much excitement and sensuality in his voice. "I can't wait till I bury myself in you" Damn I want him! I expect him to take me here and now, but he turns around and presses several buttons on the keypad. The elevator starts again. I feel confused and in desperate need. Christian glances down at me and grins a little. He is fully aware of my need for relief.
"Why are we moving?" I question "I thought you would ... I wanted... Damn it I can't talk again!" I bang my hand on my forehead, frustrated at myself!
"Condoms; I don't have any on me," Christian confesses.
"Oh," This is the only word I manage to form.
"A mistake I won't repeat again." There are a strong determination and authority in his voice that I know he isn't kidding in the slightest.
"Your cell phone keeps ringing" I state, wondering if Christian knows who it is and is ignoring the calls or if maybe I am enough of a distraction. He finally pulls out his phone as the elevator doors finally open. We are met by Taylor and Sawyer. Taylor's expression, of course, is unreadable, as he talks on his cell phone, but Sawyer looks downright relieved. They were both on their cell phones. Once Sawyer turns off his phone; Christian's stops ringing.
"No, cancel the maintenance man. Mr Grey and his companion have arrived." Taylor orders and places his phone back into his pocket.
"I will have the elevator looked at Sir" There is something about the look that Taylor and Christian just shared; however, I can't put my finger on it.
"Get on to it immediately!" Christian replies, before leading me into the penthouse. I feel like they just spoke a completely different language just then. In fact, they did.
"What was that about?" I inquire as he leads me through the penthouse and directly into the bedroom. He closes the door behind us, puts his hands behind my head and starts to kiss unlike he has ever before. I suddenly become lost in our combined passion.
"I want to make love to you." Christian whispers into my ear. Even his words almost make me climax. "I want to show you how much I really love you," Christian kisses me so softly and slowly but retains his passion. I can only nod because if I even utter one word then I am likely to cry.
Christian slowly starts to remove his shirt, one button at a time, never taking his eyes off mine. The most exhilarating pleasure shoots through me as I get my first decent look of Christian Grey's naked chest. It is perfectly shaped, though has several marks scattered around, but it doesn't take away from the beauty that is inside or outside him. He takes my hand and pauses. I know what he is going to do. "I want you to touch me on my bare chest" It feels so long since I have touched him, even thought is hasn't even been two hours and then it was over his shirt. Christian places my hand right over his heart. The magnitude of what he is letting me is overwhelming.
I feel his warm, smooth skin and could smell his scent. Now that I had him here with me, I wanted to take my time and memorize every inch of him. I wondered if he has any idea what he does to me. But how is it that I can affect him as he does me?
"You are the only person I have ever trusted or wanted to touch me. I never thought I would let anyone touch my chests and I find myself never wanting you to stop" Christian pours his heart out to me. I open my mouth to speak, but he puts his finger on my lips preventing me from speaking. "Don't...you don't need to say anything."
I maintain my loving gaze on him as I make my way back to his pants with my spare hand. His belt is still undone from my audacious actions in the elevator, which makes my task of removing his pants and boxer shorts easier. Christian kicks off his shoes somehow and he is now naked in front of me.
"I believe you are very, very overdressed Anastasia." I notice that Christian is conflicted between making this special and between his intense desire to just have his wicked way with me. I recognize the look on his face as it is the same one I am wearing. Christian starts to remove my clothes, piece by piece, revealing my naked body. He was savoring this, extending the passion and desire, unwrapping me as if I was the prize. Finally naked, Christian bends down to pick me up and places me gently on the bed. He places soft kisses all over my body but in strategic places. My body is tingling everywhere. I am not going to be able to hang on for long. I need him, inside me!
"This is the first time I am going to make love to anyone, really make love. At this moment, we are both as inexperienced as each other. I am ecstatic that no one has touched you like I have and I am equally excited that I have given no one else this besides you" Christian tells me. Oh my gosh, and he said that he didn't do romance.
Christian traces the shape of my lips with his tongue, before I open my mouth to kiss him deeply, plunging my tongue into his willing mouth. The kiss turned ravenous with want, need, and desire. Christian pulled back, sucking on my bottom lip, giving me a chance to look into his passion filled Grey eyes.
It felt like glorious torture as he continues kissing and licking me with his tongue from my next neck to my shoulder and then finally to my chest. My nipples were already hard with anticipation. My body arches forward as he commences sucking on my nipples. I can't help but moan loudly and call out his name! Christian hand starts to move downwards and stops when he reaches the apex of my thighs. With his finger and thumb he starts to play with my most sensitive spot. I am about to scream out as all this stimulation, feeling my body about to rip apart when he stops. NO!
"What? Christian? Why?" I plead. I look up and witness his next move.
"Open your legs Anastasia" I obey immediately and close my eyes as he quickly adjusts his tongue actions from my nipples to down there. Ecstasy starts to take over me.
"Christian... Christian" I call out. Every nerve ending in my body is screaming!
"Let go Ana," and with those three simple words my body obeys. I haven't even recomposed myself, when I hear the sound of something ripping, a condom wrapper perhaps and then feel Christian plunge himself into me.
"Oh ... my... Christian" I yell out
"Are you okay? Christian stiffens a little, looking at me concerned.
"Yes... Please move. Make love to me" I plead. Christian kisses me, while continuing to drive him into me, deeply never taking his eyes off me. After some long and hard deep thrust, we find our release simulation. My release causes me to grip him tighter, forcing his climax. Christian rests his body against mine, until he slides beside me and holds me tightly against him. I suddenly feel excited that I was able to bring him so much sexual pleasure today, regardless of its extraordinary events. Is this what it is like in Christian's world?
"You are so perfect Anastasia." Christian whispers into my ear. I turn so I can see him. His eyes are looking at my softly and I don't know when I felt so safe, loved and cared for before. I lay perfectly content in Christian and start to giggle.
"What is funny?" Christian probes
"I was just thinking about how, when I was taking off your pants, here in your bedroom, your belt was still undone from before when we were in the elevator. Taylor and Sawyer might have noticed" I disclose rather embarrassed.
"They did" I gasp at Christian's confirmation.
"Shit!" I state and cover my mouth with my hand.
"Why do you think Taylor said that he would have the elevator looked at and I told him to get on to that immediately?" I look at Christina a little confused. What is it that he isn't telling me? "There is a camera in that elevator as it is the only one that comes up to the penthouse. Taylor was going to erase the video footage."
"What? You said it was a private elevator. You never told me that there was a camera. Oh my... what if someone got a hold of the recording? You would be all over the papers, as would I. My dad would see it and he would die! Grace and Carrick would... well I don't know what they would do or say but surely it wouldn't be good." I state frantically.
"Anastasia, I am sorry to tell you but there was no stopping you in the elevator and I didn't want to stop you. I can promise you that. Plus I knew I would be able to prevent any footage getting into the wrong hands as the camera records only to the penthouse security office. I love you and wouldn't allow any harm to come to you."
I nod convinced, but the entire days events are taking its toll now. I am exhausted. "I love you too" I reply and with those four words I close my eyes.
# # # #
I feel the softness of a pair of lips on me before I open my eyes. I feel groggy as I open my eyes, expecting it to be bright, but discovering it is now early evening.
"I feel asleep" I state the obvious.
"Yes, I know. I was hoping to go another round" Christian wink's uncharacteristically and passes me a cool drink of what looks like sparkling water with lemon.
"Thank you" I take a quick drink. It is incredibly refreshing. "I didn't even realize I was falling asleep. How long was I out for?"
"Three hours" My jaw practically hits the floor. Surely he isn't serious! I look over to the clock next to the bed and realize that it is five o'clock.
"I have never slept that long during the day before!" I declare.
"You are very beautiful when you are sleeping."
"Did you sleep also?" I questions
"No, I never sleep during the day. I stayed with you and did some work on my laptop. That is a lie. I tried to work, but you are too much of a distraction even while you are sleeping. I only left to go and get you a drink. I thought you might be thirsty."
"Yes thank you," I state politely.
"Stay with me tonight." Christian states ever so casually.
"That sounds as if it is half a command and half a request."
"If you wish, then I hope you will lean towards the former. Don't go back to your apartment. When I had security purchase some clothes for you yesterday, I told to instruct a personal shopper to send over some clothes, shoes and lingered for you. They came today and they will fit."
"I am sure."
"Ana, please stay with me tonight. Mrs Jones is cooking dinner and it will be ready in an hour. Is there anything you want or want to do before dinner? You could have a shower or a bath. I could even have one with you."
"Could we have a shower or bath after dinner instead?"
"We can have one any time you like. Am I able to ascertain that you agree to spend the night with me?"
"Maybe, but let's see how the evening pans out. There is something I want to do!" I try to control my facial expressions. I want to remain emotionless. If he catches on to my newly developed plan, might backtrack I suspect. Christian s regards me cautiously but also very confused. He has never been in a proper relationship and I realize that, for the first time in years, he doubts himself. This is unexplored territory.
"I better make it good then!" There is fair share of egotism around Christian's statement as he starts to run his hand up my naked leg and bends down to kiss around my pelvic bone.
"Christian stop you are trying to distract me!" He knows what I am going to want to do. You would think considering what he wanted me for that he would be eager also.
"I know, and I think you will find that I will be most successful."
"Christian please, no not right now" I sit up in the bed crossed legged.
"Bath time it is then!" Christian is glowing at the prospect.
"No"
"Okay. Then what is it you want to do?"
"I want to go to the playroom. You said in the elevator you wanted to take me into both your rooms." I remind him.
"No. Ana no. I don't want to take you yet. I know what I said in the elevator but... no."
"Why not? If I had agreed to be your submissive from the get-go, I would have been in there a couple of times already" I reason.
"If you had agreed, I would have had you there dozens of times." Christians mutters a little too loudly. He looks shocked when he realizes that he spoke a little too loudly.
"Then take me there"
"We are not ready to go in there yet."
"We or I or You," I ask seeking clarification.
"All of the above!" I roll my eyes and flop down on the bed, covering my face with a pillow. I hate all of this going around in circles.
"Ana, take that pillow off your head! You won't be able to breathe properly."
"NO! Not until you explain yourself properly!" I mumble through the pillow. I feel Christian move around me until he is straddling me and manages to wrangle the pillow off me. Wow, he is so strong! But I never doubted this fact.
"Don't ever do that again! I don't want you to put yourself in any form of danger! No matter how minor" Christian scolds like I am a child.
"Then tell me why! Tell me why you won't take me to the room" I feel a rare shot of uncertainty shoot up my body. He is so perfect but so troubled at the same time.
"I don't want you to run, and now that is over it is time for a bath."
"No! I am not moving from this point until you explain yourself properly!" I warn, but a wide and devious smile grows on Christians face.
"Not moving from this spot, you say?" Christian queries to confirm my position. I cross my arms and look as stern as possible.
"Exactly!"
"Then I should inform you Anastasia, having you remain in my bed, completely naked forever is a threat I would happy accept!" My mouth drops to the floor when I remember my current state of undressed. I pull at the sheet and cover myself, seeking some protection from Mr Sex on legs.
"Christian just tell me already" I am now pleading with him.
"I never really cared about my submissive's, emotionally that is. I cared for their safety and well-being, from one human to another, but that is all. I never worried if I was emotionally hurting them and when it came to physical pain, they knew it was part of the deal. If they didn't want to partake in my lifestyle anymore than that was it. It was over and I wouldn't ever look back. But if I took you in there and you didn't want to, or ran. I wouldn't know what to do. My life would be worthless. I can't take that risk, especially not so soon. It took you long enough just to admit to me how you feel." There is so much sincerity in Christian's voice and speech that I sit up and put my hands back on his chest and kiss him.
"Okay, then instead of just taking me into the room to... utilize the facilities..."
"Utilize the facilities?" Christian restates humored, interrupting me. He is trying to stifle his laughter.
"It sounded better than, 'taking me into the room to get all kinky," I state raising my eyebrows. "Now getting back to what I was trying to say, could you show me the room. Give me the tour you offered" Christian sits quietly for a few minutes in deep thought, contemplating my offer.
"Only if you promise to stay the night with me!"
"Deal" I smile and quickly jump off the bed and start to put on the clean clothes that have been laid out for me.
"You decided that a little too quick Miss Steele. I think you planned that!" Christian accuses me. Of course, he is right but I don't think I should admit to it.
"I don't know what you mean" I state faking innocence.
"Good thing we are only touring the room, because right now my palm is getting twitchy. I know that you somehow had staged that little agreement."
"This is America Mr Grey, and in this country you are innocent before proven guilty."
"But in my playroom, the constitution and the judicial branch of the United States government don't apply. Only I am sovereign," I gulp at the dominant nature in Christian voice. Maybe I should just take his advice and not go into the room. No Ana! You need to do this!
I follow Christian as he walks upstairs and through the corridor. Once we stop at a seemingly harmless door, he pulls out a key and unlocks the door.
Authors Note: I am sorry that I ended this chapter where I did, but with life being so busy if I kept going it would be another week before I could finish this chapter. I am so sorry it took me so long to finish this chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it. review if you wish.