Authors Note: Yes I know it's a short chapter and pretty bad of me since it's been awhile since I have updated. But real life and an overseas vacation got in the way. So here is some lemony goodness for you all.

Red Lemons

Christian's POV:

I don't let go of Ana's hand as we make our ways upstairs. While we are engulfed in our usual powerful electricity, there is also an almost deadly silence. It's only our second time in the playroom. The first time I went easy on Ana, but that backfired on me when my too clever girl did a little too much research. I learnt an important lesson, never ever underestimate Miss Anastasia Steele. I pull out the key from my pocket but hesitate before I unlock the door, to run my thumb across her cheek and stroke her jaw.

"Are you sure that this is what you want?"

"Yes. It's important to you and I need to know if I can give you what you want."

"Ana... " I shake my head, doesn't she realize? "You give me everything I want just being with me."

"Christian stop! I know you are having second thoughts about taking me inside" I smile and shake my head. How does she read me so well? "I promise I won't run as long as you promise to show me what it is like... really like in the red room."

"We aim to please."

"Just no canes." I nod once but refrain from showing any emotion. I can work with this hard limit.

The lock clicks open with the twist of my hand and the familiar scent of the room welcomes me back. Oh, for it to mean the same to Ana... then would be perfect. The light buzz softly as they illuminate the room.

"I am going to get changed into something more... appropriate" Ana looks down and sets off to position herself as previously instructed. I watch transfixed, but there is a nagging thought running through my mind. One that I haven't ever experienced, until now.

"Ana... no" She looks at me worried and slumps her shoulders.

"Christian if you can't have me in this room then..." I tilt my head to the side. She has it all wrong.

"No Ana... please it's not like that. I want you in here... But you are not my submissive. You are my lover. Seeing you getting into that position... it isn't right. I want you to be submissive in here but not my submissive... Do you understand what I mean?"

"I think so... yes" My cock twitches at the mere look of Ana as she breathes out.

"Good wait for me... don't get undressed. I want to do that. I won't be long."

I re-enter the room wearing my only my jeans. My 'Dom Jeans' as Ana once coined. It feels right to wear these in here regardless of the modification to our relationship in this room. However, I need to uphold my end of the bargain to show her what it is like in here and prove that she is everything I will ever need.

"Stand still... and don't fidget" I direct as I walk around her. Fuck she is perfect and hot from every angle. Undressing her is going to be one of the highlights of my life. I plan on doing this often. First in every room of my penthouse and then every country in the world. My cock is so hard that the buttons on my pants almost come undone against the pressure. Something which doesn't go unnoticed by Ana as she tries to hide the fact that she can't keep her eyes off this part of my anatomy.

"Something taken your fancy Anastasia?"

"Yes, Sir" Ana starts to blush and it's the most beautiful sight.

"Kneel" Ana lowers herself to the floor. She looks up at me, and I see her strength in her eyes, but something else. Fuck she wants this and bad. "Hands behind your back."

I pop the buttons on my pants and Ana's eyes pop at the extent of my excitement. Her luscious lips quickly took in the swollen head of my cock, making it disappear. My little goddess had my entire length in her mouth in a matter of seconds. Ana looks up at me, never taking her eyes off me, watching my ecstasy. I have to struggle not to close my eyes, as she fucked me with her mouth. Years of learning control in my personal life, business and even sex, goes out the window with Ana. I try to delay my release, but it's impossible due to her efforts and the sexy as hell moans coming from her throat. I struggle, but can't contain myself and plunge my cock into the back of Ana's throat. I gasped for air after coming down from the overwhelming high and help Ana to her feet, skimming my hand down to her sex.

"You are so wet... so ready... but it isn't time for that yet. Stand by the bed and rest your hands against the post. Open your legs and bend over... I want you perfectly delectable ass on display."

"Yes Sir"

"Are you sure you want this Anastasia?"

"Yes... sir."

I caress her ass. The only thing that would be better than making it all pink and warm is claiming it afterwards. Something to look forward to in the future... not too far in the future I hope. She needs to be prepared first. Ana commences to squirm and then moans.

"I haven't even started to spank you and you are moaning already. Whatever shall we do with you?" I ask. This is more enticing than ever.

"Spank me." This is music to my ears, but it makes me change my original scene. I step back and collect the two things I need, before I wave my hand over the entertainment system, allowing the rhythmic tones of the classical music to fill the room.

"I am going to blindfold you. You won't be able to see anything... only feel." Ana swallows hard and I am not sure if she is anticipating what is to come or if it is nerves. "What are your safe words?"

"Yellow and red."

"Good... remember them."

I run the end of the riding crop up her long legs, across her wetness, until it reaches her lips. I want her to taste the combination of her excitement and the leather of the crop that she will momentarily feel the bite of... I won't hurt her, but I want her to feel.

I step back, and just watch her for a moment. Fuck how can anyone be so perfect? Ana starts to squirm a little, waiting for my next move. I position myself behind her so she isn't able to see me and watch as Ana jumps slightly, more from the surprise than the pain of the crop. I take a step sideways and witness Ana breathe out.

"Do you want some more?"

"Yes," Ana replies breathing out. She presses her legs tighten together. Perfect! Her little body is telling me everything I need to know. I continue to walk around her, laying four small but sharp hits with the crop. Ana arches and dips her back, and commences to wiggle.

"Christian..." Ana moans.

"Sshhh... I know" I place my hands on her hips, keeping her still.

"No moving."

"Yes, sir." After several sporadic bites of the crop, I stop. Teasingly I run my index finger across Ana's public bone until I reach her most sensitive spot which is already engorged.

"Aahhh"

"Ssshh... Ana. Just feel the pleasure." I continue to slide my finger across until I am able to bury it in the slickness of her sex and rest the palm on my hand on the hood of her excitement. I commence moving my finger inside her while paying particular attention to Ana clit in small circles. Ana cries out, again and again.

"Control Anastasia... we are going to have work on this," I tell her sternly, but secretively I am ecstatic at the prospect. I stop much to Ana's distaste, but I know that she needs realize and I am relentless until Ana has climaxed gloriously. I step away and grab one of the robes, to cover her.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't want security seeing what is mine." Ana looks at me confused and obviously too tired to question me. "I want to take you to my bedroom... our bedroom now... I want to kiss every inch of your body... I need to make very slow love to you."

I stare into Ana's eyes as we both come down from our peaks, and place her hand on my chest. I don't dare even blink.

"Christian... your heart is beating so fast" There is an element of concern and fear in Ana's voice that needn't be there.

"I know" Ana tries to remove her hand, but I refuse to allow her to let go.

"Do you always...uumm.. Does your heart always beat so fast after being in here? You know due to your exertions?" I briefly grin but then shake my head. She doesn't understand.

"No, Ana.." I kiss her forehead and then lock my eyes on hers. "My heart is beating so fast, because of for what I feel for you. You own me."

"Oh, Christian... you own me. I don't know if I will ever manage to find the words to tell you how much you mean to me." Ana whispers as a stray tear threaten to run down her cheek. I quickly catch it.

"No, tears. I don't want you to ever cry for me. I only want to make you smile, giggle... I will use every one of my last breathes to make you happy." Ana smiles and snuggles up to me. Her eyes start to close as exhaustion takes over. I am surprised that Ana has managed to stay awake as long as she did considering our evenings activities. I for one have never felt better.

"Tell me Anastasia what made you finally see reason and move in with me?"

"Ethan" She replies sleepily. I cock my head to the side confused.

"What do you mean?"

"He tried to convince me that you weren't right for me and tried to give me that black dress" I narrow my eyes and feel my blood boil at the arrogance of that Kavanagh fucker. I would put him on a plane to New York right now if I could. "Don't worry Christian, he made me realize that this is right where I want to be."

"Perfect, because I may never let you out of my arms." I hold Ana tightly until I know she is fast asleep. My thoughts are only of her until then but then start to think... Ethan needs to be told once and for all that Ana is mine.

Authors Note: I hope you enjoyed these lemons. Now that Ana and Christian are together I need to think about what to write about next. I will write about the Coping Together Ball, but after that I am not sure... if there is something you want me to write about let me know.