Our afternoon was spent in bed, our bodies, a tangle of sheets and limbs. The thought of it makes me blush, I'm sure it's also illegal in several states as well. Christian is a passionate lover, he can be gentle and kind one minute and rough the next. I like it when he takes charge, it makes me feel, sexy and wanting more.
It was five in the afternoon when my phone finally rang. "Hello" I said just waking up from a sex induced coma, Christian's arm is still around me. It was Kate calling. I answered the phone and sat up in bed waking up my sex god.
"Hello?" I said groggily rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
"Ana would you and Christian like to come over for dinner?" she said. I could hear Elliot laughing in the background going on about something. I have a knowing feeling it's about Christian and I.
"Hold on, let me ask Christian" I rolled over to find him staring at me, an unfamiliar look in his eyes. "Would you like to go to my house and have dinner with Kate and Elliot." He looked at me stretched out and nodded his head. "Alright Kate, we'll be there in fifteen minutes" I hung up the phone and stood up heading for the bathroom.
" Where are you parents at?" Christian said sitting up himself.
"They're gone for the week, while Mr Kavanagh is away on business" I said trying to remember which door was the bathroom.
Christian walked close behind me, and reached to open the door in front of me. I gasped when I finally saw what was in front of me. This beautiful piece of architecture was hiding in this house the whole time? The walls, painted a brilliant shade of yellow with a faux finish. There was beautifully restored mural of the Bath of Venus by Burne Jones that was original to the house, and was restored when Christian's parents gained ownership of the property. There was a soaker tub in the middle of the room, decorated with tile all around, enclosing it. The shower was a later add-on but seamlessly fit with the theme of the bathroom. The whole room captured the feel of a private roman bath. Christian walked over to the equally breathtaking shower, turned it on, and motioned for me to join him.
I walked into the shower and he followed closing the door behind him. Christian held me from behind and started to trail kisses from my neck to my shoulder and finally turning me around to place his lips on mine in a passionate embrace. My body quaked at his touch. His lips found mine and my heartbeat quickened fully aware of his intentions, when I allowed his tongue to enter my mouth. Lifting me up, I rested my legs on his hips as he thrusted himself into my sex. Pleasure Coursed through me as sounds escaped my mouth, while moving rapidly trying to keep his pace. We gazed into each other's eyes as I matched him thrust for thrust. My head arched back and I could not hold back the now familiar heat rising in my loins.
"Look at me!" Christian demanded, and I focused again on his face, his eyes filled with want.
"Christian" I screamed as we both climaxed together, and he fell into the crook of my neck, breathing rapidly.
" God Ana your amazing" he said and then this panic hit his face. "Are you on the pill?"
"Really! You have been sexing me up the past twenty-four hours and just now asking me if I'm on the pill?" He stiffened knowing his mistake. I winked and assured him that I've never missed a pill. I was still there in his arms resting my head on his chest when I remembered just why we were taking a shower to begin with.
"I think Kate is going to literally give birth to a cow if we don't leave here soon". He looked at me eyes wide with humor.
"That sure would be a sight" and we laughed washing ourselves quickly and turned the water off, stepping out of the shower.
Christian drove up to the house five minutes later than I promised Kate. Pulling my keys out of my purse, I unlocked the door to find Kate and Elliot scrabbling to get off the couch. My face reddened at the sight of Kate who was just in a bra and panties, while Elliot was in his boxer briefs.
" Sorry to interrupt this fuck fest you two seem to be having but I was told dinner would be here" I said placing my purse and keys on the table in the middle of the foyer. Kate blushed and put her shirt and pants on, while Elliot on the other hand just stood there not making any attempt to cover himself up. Kate gaped at him
" Elliot what are you doing get your clothes on" Kate scowled at him.
"What babe? I have nothing to be ashamed of" He winked at me, a sly smirk etched on his face.
"So what's for dinner?" I said, a hint of curiosity in my voice.
"Chinese, it should be here any minute" Kate said
My stomach growled and my mouth salivating. Just then the doorbell rang. Christian paid for the food and handed the bags to me. I gladly accepted them, followed by a squeal of delight, and ran awkwardly to the kitchen. Chong's China Lantern was the greatest Chinese food this side of Seattle. Any time it was my choice for take-out Chong's was number one on my list. Arriving at the kitchen, retrieved four plates, forks and paper napkins. Opening the containers one by one unearthed the smell of pork lo mein, kung pao chicken, shrimp fried rice and beef with broccoli. There was also small paper bag of pork filled egg rolls and four fortune cookies. I dished myself a healthy serving of each delectable delight and made my way to the table diet coke in hand. I stuffed my face with every dish, not paying attention to what is going into my mouth. I was in mid chew of the pork lo mein when Kate and the boys walked in.
"Gosh Ana, you can't even wait for us, to start eating." Kate had her hands on her hips clearly pissed at my selfishness. Something inaudible escaped my mouth and Elliot laughed shaking his head and walking over to chinese containers, plate in hand.
After dinner was over the boys decided to stay the night. I was giddy with the idea of Christian staying and walked him up stairs to my room where he saw just how alike we truly are. His mouth was agape noticing the same posters of Led Zeppelin, Motley Crue and Nirvana that decorated his walls. The only difference was I had a Beatles poster when he had U2.
"I'm not a big fan of The Beatles, but I won't hold it against you" he said walking over to my bed.
" That's funny because I said the same thing about the U2 poster in your room" I said walking over to my stereo, pressing the play button on my iPod touch.
"Have you ever heard the song Let It Be before" I asked him walking over to Christian who was resting on my bed. I sat next to him and proceeded to finish my thought. " The song came about when Paul McCartney was a young man. His mother, Mary, had recently passed away from breast cancer and to help with the grieving process jotted down the lyrics to Let it Be a phrase she was known to say" Christian listened to what I was saying, taking in the meaning I was trying to get across. I continued
"Before my dad died I was not a fan of The Beatles, but one day I was looking through some of my dad's old records when I came across this album. I played the record and listened to the title song. It some how brought me some peace. I know that Ray left me the records for a reason. It was like he was telling me to listen, things will get better eventually."
When I finished talking, tears swelled my eyes and Christian was silent. It was as if he seemed to fight an internal battle within himself. Trying to ward off something that was wanting to get out. He moved himself closer now sitting right next to me, and placed his arms around me in a warm embrace. I couldn't help but cry now, I bared my soul to him sharing the one thing that, to me, seemed so private. Christian let go and handed me some tissue from my nightstand. The fight that he seemed to have with himself was over.
"Anastasia, there are some things that I need to tell you." He said running his hand through his hair as he stood up in and paced my room. I clutched my kleenex really worried with the news he desperately needed to tell me.
"Whatever it is Christian, you can tell me" I said now worried because his pacing became quicker.
"I need to tell you my story, and how I came to live with the Grey's."