A/N: As promised I was able to get it up before the end of the weekend. Just a warning this chapter is heavy on the smut! If you aren't into steamy hot sex scenes then leave now, I don't know why you would be reading a Fifty Shades fan fic. There is very little plot line to this chapter, but I figured you guys deserved some hot scenes!

A/N 2: Thanks to all those who have reviewed. Please keep reading and sending those reviews in. I love getting them good or bad and they feed my muse!

Ana let Christian pull her into a heated kiss. Their tongues battled for space in Ana's mouth. Christian fisted Ana's hair as he pulled her impossibly closer to him. Ana had never been kissed as soundly as she had been kissed by this man. She closed her eyes drinking in the pleasant sensation and let out a contented sigh. Soon Christian was abandoning her lips and kissing his way down over her chin and down her neck. He lingered on a sensitive spot for several long moments bathing it with heated kisses. One of his hands rested on the small of her back the other found the hem of her dress. Ana gasped as he slid her dress up her legs, his hand searching for her center. Christian groaned as he found her soaked under ware. "You want this as bad as I do," he whispered in her ear before taking it in his mouth. Ana moaned, her face flushing crimson, as he pushed her under ware aside tracing his finger up and down her slit. "You're soaked," he remarked huskily smirking as Ana turned an even deeper red.

Christian abandoned kissing her only to pull her dress up and over her head. He tossed it behind him letting it land in a pool of fabric on the floor. Christian pushed Ana back on the bed standing back admiring her. Her pert breasts were covered in a lacy white bra. Her mound covered in matching lacy fabric. Ana allowed the heels she had borrowed from Kate fall from her feet as Christian stood gazing at her. His grey eyes smoky and lustful as they drank her in. Ana closed her eyes as he stepped towards her. Soon she could feel the bed depressing next to her as he lay down. He pulled her into his arms and began to kiss her once again as his hand worked quickly at releasing her breasts from her bra. Soon the bra was joining the dress on the floor. Christian wasted no time mouthing his way down to her breasts. One was gently teased by his mouth the other tenderly pawed by his hand. Ana's breathing was becoming erratic and labored at the sensations attacking her.

Christian trailed wet open mouthed kisses from each breast. He enjoyed the moans coming from her as he bathed her nipples with his tongue. Soon he was kissing her down her torso towards her dripping center. Ana looked down at him shocked as he licked her through the sodden lace covering her. Christian smiled slyly at her as he pulled the material from her tossing it over his shoulder. He licked her languidly up her slit loving the low guttural sounds Ana was emitting. "You taste intoxicating," he said pausing for a moment from his efforts. Ana's eyes flew open shocked at his words. Her face crimson once again as she blushed for what felt like the millionth time that day. "I love it when you blush." Christian gazed at her heatedly for several long moments before returning to his task. He intended to have her writhing in pleasure before too long.

Ana couldn't help but suck in a quick breath as he pushed a lone digit into her sodden core. Ana mewled in pleasure as his finger found her sweet spot and began to play it expertly. He continued to lick and suck her folds as he slowly moved his finger inside her. It wasn't long before Ana was fisting his hair and calling out his name. She had never felt something so wonderful and consuming in her life. Christian sat on his haunches between her spread legs. He gazed at her lustily, her chest heaving, her skin flushed, her eyes glued to his.

"Show me how you pleasure yourself Anastasia," he ordered seductively.

Ana shook her head, "I've never…" she let her voice trail off as Christian's gaze darkened.

"You've never touched yourself? Not even like this?" he asked as he slowly danced his fingers over her folds.

Ana shook her head no once again biting her bottom lip between her teeth. Christian groaned at the site continuing his ministrations between her legs. Ana flushed as Christian remarked at how wet and tight she was. He bent over her leaving his hand buried between her legs and slowly devoured her mouth with his own. Gently he bit her bottom lip pulling it slightly as he did so. Ana moaned and was soon careening into another orgasm. Ana opened her eyes once the pleasure had subsided and gazed at Christian. He was still fully clothed and she felt a tinge of embarrassment at her own naked body. Reaching up she reached for his buttons, but Christian caught her hands before she made it. "No touching," he admonished alarm plastered on his face. Ana furrowed her brows in confusion as Christian moved her arms above her head bidding her to leave them there. He stood removing his jeans and boxers, but leaving his shirt on.

Ana watched in fascination as his member bobbed out in front of him. The only time she had seen a penis had been at 12 years old when Spencer Haute had flashed the girls on the bus. He had earned himself a week suspension for that and she didn't remember it looking anything like Christian's did. Christian bent down picking his jeans up fishing a foil packet out of the pocket. Slowly he rolled the condom over his hard pulsating member. He had an urge to just bury himself deep in her and pound into her willing flesh. However, he knew she was inexperienced and he wanted to do this again with her so he needed to take his time. Looking in her eyes he didn't let the gaze break as he climbed onto the bed between her legs. He'd never had gentle sex before and figured there was a first time for everything. Slowly he pushed into her relishing in her tight heat. He took his time working into her stilling at her gasp in pain as he broke through her hymen. Once he was buried to the hilt he stilled and brought her into a passionate kiss. Ana couldn't help but wrap her arms around him grasping his back. Christian stilled immediately tensing at her touch.

Christian sat up leaving himself buried in her, but causing her arms to be removed from his back. Using one hand he grabbed both her wrists pinning them above her head. "I'm going to fuck you now," he growled as he began to pound into her. Ana was surprised as her body reacted to the pleasure she was feeling as the slight twinge of pain of losing her virginity ebbed away. She desperately wanted to touch him, but it was apparent that was against the rules. It wasn't long before Ana was calling his name and falling into orgasmic bliss. Christian grunted through several of her strong orgasms before finally spilling his own deep inside her. Slowly he pulled out removing the condom tying the end and tossing it into the bedside waste basket. He laid on the bed next to her pulling her to him. Her back spooned against his chest still clad in his shirt. After several minutes of this Ana's breathing had finally returned to normal.

"Why can't I touch you?" she asked her strained voice barely above a whisper.

"That's a hard limit for me Anastasia," he said agitation clearly lacing his voice.

Ana briefly thought about asking more questions about the no touching, but the irritation in his voice persuaded her not to. It wasn't long before her breathing evened out and she was snoring softly. Christian lay with the girl spooned against him for a long time. One arm under her holding her tight to him; his other arm thrown over her bare chest. This was a first for him, holding a girl after sex. He always left them once he grunted out his satisfaction. He was breaking all the rules with this girl and while the thought unnerved him it also excited him. Somewhere deep down inside himself this felt right. It wasn't much longer before Christian was fast asleep beside her.

Christian woke several hours later. He was in an unfamiliar bed with a woman's naked backside pressed firmly against him. He was surprised to discover he was holding her tight to him. Christian eased up his hold a little then inched his arm out from under her. Ana turned in her sleep facing him now instead of the window on the wall. She sighed as her hand found contact with his muscled chest. Christian flinched at the contact then gently grabbed her hand and removing it from him. He studied her face, her wide round eyes, her supple lips, and her soft blemish free skin. Her features were soft and carefree during her sleep and he longed to kiss her. Slowly he bent in towards her, inhaling her intoxicating sent, capturing her sweet supple lips with his own. Groaning he knew he wouldn't be falling back asleep anytime soon so he stowed out of the bed, leaving Ana slumbering soundly in the guest bedroom.

Ana awoke alone in the bed. She sat up peering around the dark room. It was dark so she could hardly see, but she could hear sounds of beautiful music drifting softly through the air. Standing she grabbed the duvet from the bed and wrapped herself in it. She walked softly down the stairs the music getting louder. She could tell it was a piano playing and wondered what Christian was listening to. She stopped in the doorway her breath caught in her throat as she saw it was Christian playing the piano. His back was to her as his fingers danced beautifully across the ivory keys. Ana stood in the doorway for several long minutes just listening to the striking melody Christian created with his hands. Slowly she stepped closer to him then sat next to him on the bench. Christian continued playing as he looked over at Ana. Finally he ended the song as he smiled huskily at her.

"I didn't know you played," Ana remarked.

"Not many people outside my family do," he confided.

"You play wonderfully."

"Thank you, but you should be sleeping," he admonished his tone playful.

"I woke and you were gone," she said as if that explained it.

They sat in silence for several moments. Christian felt his desire grow for her knowing she was naked beneath the duvet she had covered herself with. Slowly Christian bent in capturing her lips in a sweet tantalizing kiss. His hands slid to her shoulders pushing the duvet down and off her exposing her breasts. Christian laved his way down to her pert breasts suddenly an idea striking in his head. Quickly he lifted Ana up off the bench, Ana squealing in delight as he did so. Slowly he set her down on the piano her feet pressing the keys. Slowly he teased his fingers up and down her slit, he paused every few beats to rub her pleasure bud. Ana was writhing atop the piano disjointed music playing loudly. He kissed her inner thighs one after the other getting closer and closer to her center. Christian continued to expertly play her bringing her so close to the edge only to back off.

"Tell me what you want Ana," Christian whispered his mouth so close to her center she could feel the warmth of his breath on her.

Ana didn't answer whimpering in response as he refused to let her tip over the edge. She opened her eyes briefly to see Christian gazing intently at her as his fingers danced eloquently over her slit.

"Tell me what you want Anastasia," he ordered again his voice gruff with authority.

"I… I want you to kiss me," she said breathlessly.

"Where?" he asked pointedly wanting to make her say it.

"There," she said looking towards her lips as he still played softly with her.

"Here?" he asked as he swirled his finger over her clit. "Here?" as his finger trailed over her inner lips. "Here?" as first one finger then two delved into her sticky hot core.

"Yes," she breathed out.

Christian continued to pump two fingers in and out of her center as he slowly circled her nub with his tongue. He licked and kissed her bringing her into an earth shattering climax. Christian's hands left her thighs and grabbed her sides. He lifted her and pushed her back farther on top the piano. He pushed her forward until she was able to lie down. "Stay here," he said as he turned leaving the room. Soon he was walking back in his sweat pants hanging just perfect off of him. Ana sat up on her elbows watching as he neared her. He held a gold foil packet in one hand as he pushed down his sweats and boxers. He rolled the condom on then climbed up to her. Quickly he entered her wasting no time bringing her to crescendo after crescendo. Feverishly he jack hammered into her reveling in her moans of pleasure. Ana longed to touch him, to run her hands over his chest and arms, but she didn't dare. Soon he groaned out his own satisfaction as he stilled deep inside of her, pushing impossibly deeper several times as he completed his orgasm.

Christian lay with her atop the piano for several long minutes. This girl was consuming him and he knew he should hate it, but he found himself craving it. Normally he wouldn't care about their pleasure so much. Sure they orgasmed plenty, but he didn't care so much if they did. It was about his pleasure and them submitting to him in order to give him pleasure. Soon his breathing had evened out and the piano was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Slowly he hopped down from the piano then went to Ana's side and pulled her down carrying through the room and into the hall. Ana had expected him to take her back to the guest room, but instead he took her to his room. Ana didn't have to time to think about this action before Christian was adorning another condom in order to take her again. This time he ordered her on her hands and knees taking her from behind. She pushed back into him with each thrust. Both ending together in one of the most intense orgasms for either yet.

Ana awoke alone in Christian's large bed. It was late morning judging by the light coming in from the large windows along the wall. Ana moved to stretch, wincing at the aching soreness between her legs. She stood from the bed searching the doors in the room until she found the bathroom. Spotting Christians bathrobe hanging on the door she grabbed it wrapping it around herself. She spied his toothbrush and grabbed it quickly brushing her teeth. Leaving the room she stowed up to the guest room in order to retrieve her clothing. Stepping into the room she looked around it and noticed it looked recently vacated. The white paint was fresh a box sat in the corner filled with a few odds and ends some posters. He had said the opening for submissive was recent, she wondered just how recent.

A/N 3: The book totally skipped over a piano scene and I've wanted to write one ever since! Hope you guys enjoyed it.