A/N: To another guest reviewer - He wasn't treating her like a Sub.
She wanted the playroom experience, that is why she was kneeling and calling him sir. However, if you read it, you will see that she wasn't a very good submissive. She was speaking out of turn, moving to try and kiss him, forgetting to call him sir, and CG didn't care. He didn't punish her for those infractions. It WAS just kinky fun between lovers. Also in the books, she still calls him sir, in the playroom. Even when they are married.

I understand not everyone will like the story, but you don't have to read my story if you don't like.

Thank you all for your kind reviews! -Enjoy

APOV

Christian walks me to the SUV in the underground parking garage of GEH, to see me off and kiss me goodnight. Sawyer is driving me home.

"Sawyer, I'd like to stop somewhere please."

"Where to, Ms. Steele?"

That was embarrassing. Sawyer wouldn't let me go into the building alone but at least I got what I went there for. Even if Sawyer was stationed right outside the door. At the apartment I arrive home before Kate, even with my detour.

Kate comes in a few minutes after me.

"Hey, Ana! Ready for our girls night?"

"Yeah. Want to grab take out and watch movies?"

"Sure."

We order our take out, planning to walk down the street to get it. We open the door but Sawyer stops us... well, me.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Steele, I can't let you leave at this time. The paparazzi have found your location."

"Well, then you go get our food." Kate tells him. She gets like this when she's hungry.

"I can't, Ms. Kavanagh. I am to stay with Ms. Steele."

Kate huffs out. "Fine, then. I'll go get it."

"Sorry, Katie."

"No biggie. Be back soon."

I start looking for a movie for us to watch. It takes Kate longer than it usually would, to get back. When she finally returns, she looks a hot mess.

"Oh my goodness Ana! It's literally crazy out there! I could barely get through. They pounced when they saw me."

I look out the window and see a lot of people with cameras walking around. Some on their phones, others are taking pictures.
I shut the curtains. This is crazy.

"Just ignore them, Katie. I don't know why they are even bothering with me."

"Ana, you're the first public girlfriend of The Christian Grey, aloof, callous, ruthless, young and sexy, billionaire businessman. They want to know more about the young beauty that's captured his heart." I roll my eyes.

My phone rings. It's Christian.

"Hi."

"Hey baby. Taylor and I are coming to get you."

"Why?"

"Because somehow the media found out where you live. It's not safe there. You'll be safer here with me. I need you with me."

"What about Kate? We're having a girls night. Can't Sawyer just watch us. We wont leave."

"I'm sorry, baby. Katherine can come to Escala as well if you'd like. You can have your girls night here. I have work to do so I wont bother you girls. You can watch TV in the media room, raid the fridge, whatever you'd like."

"Alright."

"I'd also like you to stay with me until this blows over."

"For how long? I'm not moving in with you before I'm ready because of this."

"I understand that. It will just be for a few days at the most. Just until the media dies down. Once they realize they wont get any information they'll move on."

"Okay. I guess that means I get to sleep in your comfy bed again." I giggle.

"Thank you. And yes, I will enjoy you in my bed." I bite my lip at his seductive suggestion, already wet, wanting. "I can't wait. We'll be there soon."

"Okay. Love you."

"You too, baby."

"Aren't you going to hang up?"

"Ladies first."

I giggle. "Just hang up, Christian."

"You first. As always."

"Oh my gosh! Christian!" He chuckles. "On the count of three?"

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

We don't hang up.

"Christian!" He chuckles.

"Okay. Be there soon. I Love you." I love hearing him say that to me.

"I love you, too." I hang up, grinning like a fool.

Kate is looking at me with a raised brow and a smug look on her face. She is holding her tablet.

I blush. "Christian wants us to go to his place. Apparently, more paparazzi are on their way here. He will be in his office working so we can still have our girls night."

"Uh huh."

"What?"

"Look at this." She shows me what she found on her tablet. "I've googled 'Christian Grey girlfriend' and you're everywhere. There are tons of pictures of you. Look there's you, me and José at lunch. I didn't even see any paps there. Here's you and Grey outside of GEH today. You two are kissing by his SUV, it's a far away shot and a little dark because you were in the parking garage. Some of these pictures must have been taken with cell phones. They've even pegged Sawyer as your personal driver. I guess they don't know he's your security, yet. This is just crazy Ana."

"I know. Christian says it'll die down if they don't get anything after awhile. I'm going to pack a bag. Christian's asked me to stay with him until it dies down."

We go into my room. Kate is helping me pack a few things. We hear a frenzy outside. Kate looks out the window in my room.

"Grey is here."

I look out the window. There is his. My man! Looking sexy wearing his shades. He strides past the paparazzi, ignoring their questions. Soon we can no longer see him. Then there is a knock on our apartment door. We go out to the main room. I open it.

"Come on, baby. Let's get you out of here."

"Here, Ana." Kate hands me sunglasses. "To protect your eyes." I frown. "Trust me. And I'll carry your bag."

We walk out. Taylor in front, Sawyer in back, Kate and Christian on either side of me. They are all surrounding me. Me! This is insane! Christian is holding onto me. The paparazzi are shouting at us. Christian holds me closer.

"Mr. Grey. Mr. Grey." "Ms. Steele. Ms. Steele." "Mr. Grey." Is the only thing I can make out, with so many bombarding us with so many questions. I can't hear anything else other than our names.

The flashes of all their cameras, blinding me. Taylor pushes one out of the way to get the SUV door open. Kate gets in first then Christian helps me in. Once we're all in, it takes a little while to get going with them in front of the SUV. They are still trying to take our picture. Taylor honks and guides the SUV out.

"Holy shit! That was crazy!" Yes, Kate. It was.

"I'm so sorry, baby." Christian kisses my head. "I promise it will die down. I don't fucking know why the media is so obsessed with me. I'm just a fucking businessman."

"I know why I am obsessed with you."

He smiles. "And I you."

"I have work that needs my attention, so I wont bother you ladies." Christian tells us once we are in his castle in the sky. "Help yourselves to anything you'd like." He kisses me and goes to his study.

"Do you want to change into pajamas and watch a movie?" I ask Kate.

"Sure."

"Follow me."

Sawyer brought my bag up so it's already in Christian's room. It's not where I normally keep it so I check the closet. When I open the closet door, I can't believe what I am seeing. Not just Christian's clothing and shoes but also a woman's. What is this...

"I'll be right back, Kate." She's too awe-struck to say or notice me leaving. She's already looking at all the designer clothing and shoes.

Now knowing where Christian's office is, I knock. I hear him say to enter. I open the door and Christian is sitting behind his desk looking ever the CEO he is.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to interrupt you. It's not that important. I just wanted to ask about something."

"Excuse me, gentlemen." He says, to whom I'm not really sure. It's just him and I in here and he's not on the phone. He pushes a button on his computer

"Um. I was just wondering about the clothes in your closet. Um. The women's clothing."

He gets up from his chair and walks over to me.

"Those are for you."

"What? Why? I have my own. I brought a bag. There are so many and all those shoes. I don't need that, Christian."

"I know. When we agreed you'd stay over often, I thought it'd be nice to have some clothes here for you so you don't always have to pack."

"I appreciate that, Christian. It's such a really sweet and kind gesture. But I don't need them. You didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to. Do you like them? If not we can return them and get something else."

"I haven't looked, yet. I'm sure Kate is in heaven right now." I giggle. I wrap my arms around his neck. "I'm sure everything is lovely. You don't have to exchange them. And thank you, you sweet *kiss* caring *kiss* man *kiss* of *kiss* mine."

"Don't let that get out. You'll ruin my reputation." He smirks.

I giggle. "I'm going to hang with Kate. Enjoy working."

We kiss on last time before I leave.

I hear him say as I'm walking out. "Sorry about that gentlemen. Personal business." I shut his office door.

Back in the closet, Kate is going through all the clothes and heels.

"Oh my gosh, Ana! Why does he have these clothes in his closet? Don't even get me started on this closet. But women's clothing in a man's closet? They're amazing by the way. But why would they be in here?"

"Um. They.. They're mine."

I giggle as Kate's jaw is on the floor then she squeals a "Are you serious?!"

"Yeah. I asked him about them. He just told me."

"Oh my god! You lucky bitch! Oh! But I found the perfect bikini for you to wear Saturday."

"Saturday? I didn't know we planned anything for Saturday. I can't." Saturday, Christian and I are going to parents.

"Oh, Ana! I forgot to tell you, what with the crazy paps and all, Elliot asked me to lunch at the Grey's on Saturday. You're going too right?"

"Yeah. Christian and I will be there. But why would I need a bikini for lunch with his parents?"

"They have a pool. We can swim after lunch." Well I've already met them in Christian's shirt and my panties, a bikini isn't much better, why not.

We get changed after Kate insists on seeing Christian's master bath. She even 'had' to sit in his tub, empty of course. Kate. As we're walking to the kitchen to get our, cold by now, take out we ordered earlier, I see Mrs. Jones is in the kitchen. She has already re-heated our take out and put out a few snacks. I grab a bottle of water and a bowl of fruit. Kate grabs the take out and some wine.

On the way to the media room, we pass the stairs.

"What's upstairs?"

"Oh, you know. The usual. Just spare bedrooms, bathrooms, and Christian's sex dungeon." I say dead-pan. But, it's true.

Kate laughs, probably thinking I'm joking. I'm so not joking. "I thought dungeons were kept in the basement."

"Not his." I blush recalling our time in his Red Room, the playroom. Thankfully Kate is oblivious to it.

We've watched a few movies. It's getting late. I tell Kate I'm sure it would be okay with Christian if she stayed, but she insisted she go home. Sawyer took her back. The paps left our apartment after they saw Christian take me away.

I'm cleaning up our mess in the media room, putting everything back and gathering all the dishes. I turn around I nearly jump out of my skin, seeing a shirtless Christian leaning on the door frame watching me.

"You startled me, Christian." I scold him.

He pushes himself off the frame and walks over to me taking the items from my hands putting them on the table.

"Mrs. Jones will take care of that."

"Christian, don't be absurd. I can clean up after myself." I try to clean up again but he stops me.

"I want you, Anastasia." Oh! "It's getting late and if I don't have you now we wont be getting any sleep. That can wait for Mrs. Jones or tomorrow. Either way we're going to bed. Now."

He picks me up and puts me over his shoulder. He carries me like a cave-man to his bedroom. He slaps my ass when I giggle.

In his room, he puts me down. He takes off my pajamas. Then he takes off his bottoms, revealing his very hard erection. Since Christian and I have been together, I haven't worn pajamas to bed. We've always slept naked. I don't know why I even bother putting them on.

"I want you, and I want you now." He voice is so husy. "I'm going to take from behind, Anastasia. Get on the bed, on your hands and knees."

I do as I'm told, getting on the bed. Christian climbs behind me.

"You have a fine, fine ass Anastasia." He rubs my behind with both hands then runs his fingers along my sex, teasing me. I moan. "Always ready for me, baby? You're soaking already. Just for me. I like that. I'm going to fuck you now, Anastasia."

He pulls his fingers away, smacks my ass, hard and without warning he slams into me and stills.

"Fuck!" He hisses out. "You're so fucking tight!"

I cry out from his sudden entrance. He tightens his hold on my hips. He moves, pulling out and slamming back in, hard.

"Ah! Gently. Let me get use to this."

He moves slowly in and out of me, letting me get accustomed to the full feeling.

"It's so fucking deep this way. You feel so fucking good, baby." He smacks my ass hard again, like he can't resist not doing so. I moan out in pleasure. "Ready baby?" His voice strained.

"Oh! Yes. Yes. Okay. I'm ready." It feels amazing.

I look back at him, over my shoulder. His head his back, eyes closed. He holds my hips tight. He pulls back and slams into me over and over, again and again, harder and harder. Pounding into me at a fast, intense pace. He moves his hands, holding onto my shoulder and my hip. Grinding into me. I moan so loudly. He is groaning like an animal. He pushes me further down so I'm laying flat. He pulls one of my thighs up, holding me underneath my knee. He's going deeper than before. The feeling is mind-blowingly amazing.

"Fuck! You feel so fucking good!""

My insides start to clench around him, squeezing him tighter.

I'm almost there when I hear him shout. "Shit!" He pounds into me, frantically. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"

He suddenly pulls out and reaches his hand around me. He plays with my clitoris, two fingers pump in and out of me. I come and feel a warmness on my back. What the...?

He's panting. He climbs off and goes to the bathroom. He comes back with a towel to clean my off back.

"I forgot a fucking condom! Shit! I've never done that before. Fuck! I pulled out so we should be fine." Oh, did I forget to mention something?

"Christian, it's okay. I-"

"It's not okay, Anastasia! I don't want you getting pregnant because of my carelessness."

"I-"

He interrupts me again.

"Fuck! I can't fucking believe I fucking did that." He pulls his hand through his hair. He climbs onto the bed with me. "Fuck. You need to get on birth-control. Feeling you around me without any barrier was fucking amazing! Fuck!" He lays back and looks at the ceiling.

"Christian." I giggle. That's a lot of fucks. "I'm on birth-control. I went to a clinic."

"What?" He quickly looks at me.

"I-" Before I could finish my sentence, he's on top of me, kissing me with so much passion.

"Thank fuck!" He pushes my legs apart roughly. "Let me fuck you properly, Ms. Steele."

And he does. All night long and waking me up early just so he can feel me, bare around him again, before work.

A/N: Sorry if the birth-control timing is off. I know nothing about it as I'm not a doctor, however, as this is FF, I'm just going with it.