CPOV

I couldn't resist her any longer. I had to have her. Deep inside My Beauty, My Anastasia, is my favorite place to be. I fucking love that she thought of getting on birth-control. I was going to suggest it anyway. I still cannot believe I forgot to put on a fucking condom! I mean, fuck! That could have been bad. I've never fucking done that before. I know she's clean and I am as well. But an unplanned pregnancy is not what we need. I know I want to be with her and only her, but I still want to enjoy only her. The feel of fucking her bare, skin to skin, was un-fucking-believable. I was watching my dick enter her. When she started clenching around me, that was when I realized I forgot the fucking condom. I was so fucking close to exploding inside her. After watching her in that bikini, all wet, swimming in the pool, earlier. I had to have her. To be balls deep inside My Beauty. She fucking turns me on without even doing anything. How the fuck did I get this lucky?! It's like she was made just for me.

We're in my childhood bedroom now. I can't wait to tie her up and fuck her. She said she enjoys being tied up, so that's what I plan to do now.

I grab a tie and walk behind her, inhaling her calming scent. I can't wait any longer. I quickly pull her shirt up and off. I pick her up and throwing her on the bed. She squeals in surprise.

"Quiet." I hiss.

I climb on top of her. She pushes against my chest, trying and failing to stop me. I grab one of her hands and tie it to the bed with the tie. She's still pushing me with her other hand. I grab that one and tie it as well. I climb off and grab her pants pulling them off too. Quickly ridding myself of my clothing. I get back on the bed. She locks her legs together, so I pry them apart. Seems my girl wants to play. I flip her. I can't resist it, so I smack her ass. Hard. She moans out so I know she wants this too. She's just worried about my parents.

I grab her hair and pull it slightly, causing her to lift her head. "I like you fighting against me, baby. Do you want me ,Anastasia?" I wont force her.

"Oh. Yes." She whispers. "Please. Please Christian." She begs, trying to be quiet. I chuckle.

I let go of her hair. I grab her hips and pull them up so her beautiful ass is in the air, just for me. I reach around and my beautiful girl is drenched and ready.

"Always so ready for me, baby."

I removed my fingers and slowly enter her. Fuck this feels incredible! I pull back and pound into her over and over. Fast and hard. My beautiful girl has her face in a pillow. I want to hear her. I reach up and untie the tie, pulling her up with me. My hand holding her throat, my other squeezing her nipple. I rub my nose behind her ear. I continue to thrust into her.

"Do you have any idea what you mean to me?" I say through my teeth. "I'm never going to let you go!"

"OH!" She moans out. "Christian."

I reach down and play with her clit.

"You are mine, Anastasia!"

"Yes, Yours. Only yours. Always."

That fucking tips me over the edge and luckily she comes with me. We collapse onto the bed. I pull out of her and pull her to me.

APOV

I wake the next morning to Christian giving me tiny kisses along my shoulders.

"You make me feel so cherished and loved."

"That's because you are."

I turn around to face him. I put my hand on his cheek. He puts his on mine, holding it there. We lean in together and kiss. I don't care that I haven't brushed my teeth. I love this man! I never thought I could love this hard, this fast. But I have fallen completely head over heels in love with Christian. He rolls over, on top of me. We're still kissing each other. I put my hands in his hair. We start grinding and rubbing. I moan feeling his erection bump against my sex, my juices are getting his dick wet. So close, yet so far. I buck my hips up and push him with my feet, but he doesn't move.

"Oh. Please, Christian."

"I know, baby. I know. I've got you."

He spreads my legs with his knee and slowly sinks into me. I close my eyes and throw my head back, enjoying him in me.

"Open yours, baby. I want to see you." I do.

He slowly pulls out and back in. Slow, sweet love. Moving into me again and again, at a deliciously slow pace. I can feel every inch of him. This is what I love, that we can be hard and rough one minute and the next, sweet and gentle. He starts kissing my neck, continuing to make love to me. I tip my head back and he kisses my jaw.

"Oh. Oh. Christian." I'm building, clenching around him. "Christian."

"Ana." He breaths. "My Ana."

"Yes. Always."

He groans in pleasure hearing my words. Seeing him like this. Knowing it's because of me. Causes me to climax around him and that sets him off, as he comes wordlessly inside me. He looks so intently into my eyes.

After showering and dressing, we walk down to the kitchen to have breakfast with everyone.

"Can I help you with anything Dr. I mean, Grace?"

"Oh no, dear. That's alright. You go sit down. I'll take care of breakfast."

"Are you sure? I'd really like to help."

"Okay, dear. It would be nice to have help. Would you like to start the pancakes?"

"Sure." I smile at her.

"Heck, yeah!" Elliot yells when he and Kate walk in. "Ana's making the pancakes!"

They sit at the table and pour themselves a coffee. Christian is watching me with a weird look. He doesn't look very happy. What's wrong? After Dr. Grey and I finish making the breakfast, we set it on the table for everyone to help themselves. Christian is still acting weird, I'm not sure why.

"Is everything okay?" I ask him quietly.

"Fine." He says curtly. Now I'm starting to worry. I frown and continue to eat.

"An,a dear. You don't have any coffee. Would you like a cup?"

"No, thank you. I don't drink coffee. The orange juice is fine."

"Ana!" Mia says excitedly. "What are you doing Saturday? My friends are having a party and can't believe Christian has an actual girlfriend. Lilly about had a heart attack when she found out. I'd love to bring you and show you off!"

"Sorry, Mia. I can't. I have a charity event Saturday, I'm to attend with Christian." That doesn't feel weird to say.

"Yeah. I guess being Christian Grey's girlfriend, I'll have to schedule a meeting just to hang out with you." She giggles.

"What's the matter, Christian?" Elliot has caught onto Christian's mood as well. "Ana keep you up late?"

"Fuck off." Christian growls.

"Boys!" Grace chastises them.

Throughout breakfast, Christian continued to be grumpy. I'm not sure what's going on with him, I just hope it's not me. We've finished eating. We're leaving to go back home now. Kate and Elliot have already left. We're saying our 'see you laters', when Christian's mother wraps me in a tight, surprising hug, squeezing me.

"Thank you." She whispers. "Thank you. You sweet, sweet girl." I frown not really understanding, then smile.

Christian and I walk out to his R8. Christian opens the passenger door for me. I get in. He slams it shut once I'm inside. What is his problem?! He gets in and floors it out onto the highway. I'm thrown back into the seat.

"Christian. What's wrong?" He doesn't answer me. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing." He continues to be grumpy.

"Obviously something is the matter."

He ignores me. So I turn to look out the window. We're almost to my apartment. I don't want to leave this.

"Christian, please. Please tell me what's bothering you."

We're parked in front of my building when he finally speaks.

"It's Sunday." He says petulantly.

"Yes. It is." What does they day of the week have to do with anything?

"Move in with me." He whispers so sincerely.

"Christian." That's what's bothering him? That I'm going home. We've talked about this. I go to open my mouth but he cuts me off.

"Why wont you move in with me?" He asks frustrated.

"It's not the right time. We've just started dating."

"When is the right time? A week? Two weeks?"

"I'm not sure."

"Who the fuck says you can't move in with me now? We're both consenting adults."

"Please, Christian. I'm just not ready."

"You'll still stay with me though, right?"

"Yes. I'll stay with you whenever you want."

"Then come home with me now." I get the feeling he meant it when he said he's never going to let me go.

"Christian, I've spent every night with you. It's been over a week since I've been home. How are you not tired of me yet?"

"I'll never get enough of you. That's why I want you to move in with me. You'll be with me, always."

"But I'm already home."

"So. We're still in the car. All I have to do is turn it back on and drive to Escala."

"Not tonight."

"Can I stay here with you then?" He pouts.

"Of course, you can."

That seems to have made him happy. His full megawatt smile is gorgeous. He's immediately already in a much better, brighter, mood.

I giggle. "Is that what had you sulking? Being so grouchy?"

He shrugs getting out. "I didn't want you to go back home." I shake my head.

He's going to force me to stay with him and it will be like we're living together anyway. So why not? Right?