A/N: Shout out to MDF1026 my 300th reviewer! Thank you all for your kind reviews!

APOV

It's Friday. We're going to Montesano for the weekend to tell Ray, Christian and I are living together. I'm not sure how he's going to take it when I tell him I've moved in with Christian. I hope better than when I told him I was in a relationship with him.

We've just left GEH and are going home to change out of our work attire and grab our bags. Christian is driving us in my car to Escala. He said Taylor and Sawyer left. Where did they go? Are they not joining us in Montesano? After we've changed. I ask Christian about our luggage. It wasn't where I left it in the closet. He informs me that it's with Taylor and Sawyer. Apparently they have already left for Montesano. Why would they leave before us, with out us?

We get into the elevator and Christian pushes the button to go up instead of down to the garage/lobby. I thought he had the top apartment. That would mean we're going to the roof. Why on earth are we going to the roof?!

"Why are we going up?" I ask him bewildered.

"It's faster." Is his answer.

I'm more confused than ever. Until the doors open revealing a white huge helicopter with GREY ENTERPRISES HOLDINGS, INC. written on the side. Of course, he has a helicopter. He grabs my hand pulling me out of the elevator.

"Let's go."

Christian opens the door for me. I climb inside the helicopter and sit, still in awe. He shuts the door, walks around and gets in. Christian straps me in giving me a chaste kiss when he's finished. Then he straps himself in. I look around, it's just the two of us.

"Ready?" He asks me as he flips a few buttons and switches. "Put your cans on. I'm just going through all the preflight checks."

I reach for them and put them on. "You're flying this?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I have been a fully qualified pilot for four years. You're safe with me, baby."

He talks with air-traffic control. Then he rises the helicopter into the air. I let out a small squeal.

"You okay, Anastasia?"

"Yes." I say looking out at the view, as we leave Escala behind. All the tall buildings. The space needle. It's so beautiful up here.

"It's amazing you can do this!"

"I'd love to take you soaring. You'd love it."

I giggle. "You love me sore don't you."

He laughs loudly. "Soaring, Anastasia! Though, I do love you sore." He grins at me. "I meant gliding. Helicopters and gliders. I fly them both."

I blush. "Oh."

Yes. Oh, Ana! Of course! Get your mind out of the gutter! I can't help it, though. It's like I have an inner goddess/freak in me around him.

We land on top of a hotel. I didn't know hotels had helipads, but this one does.

On the way to our room, Christian insists we go out for dinner tonight. I'm talking to my dad tomorrow so it sounds good to me. Since Taylor and Sawyer left before we did, they've arrived before us and our luggage is in our suite. Christian had a call to make. He stepped out of the bedroom to talk in the main room. This is the biggest hotel room I've ever seen. I didn't know hotel rooms could even be this big.

I'm only in my bra and panties. I'm putting on my stockings when Christian walks in and stops in his tracks. He watching me pull up my nude stockings. Since he's blatantly starring, I decide to tease him a bit. I look at him beneath my lashes, then turn my attention back to my leg. I make the process of pulling up my other stocking as slowly as I possibly can. I giggle after I snap my garter into place because he's still starring, not moving from the doorway. He swallows hard. He finally enters the room completely and shuts the door.

"Did you need something?" I ask innocently. "Or did you come to gawk at me?"

"I was enjoying the show. The view is indescribable." He continues to eye fuck me. "I'm quite distracted." He runs his hand through his hair then rubbing the back of his neck.

I giggle. "Yes. I can see that." He continues to stare. "What can I help you with, Mr. Grey?" I ask in a stern voice to gather his attention. I raise my brow and put my hands on my hips.

This gets him back to the here and now. He pulls out a pair of silver ball from his pocket.

"I thought we'd try something new. I'd like for you to wear these during dinner."

"Wear them?" His eyes darken and a wicked grin slowly appears on his beautiful face. "Oh."

"What do you say, baby?"

"Kinky fuckery?"

"Kinky fuckery." He nods.

"Okay." I agree, breathless.

"Good girl. I'll put them in, then we can go to dinner."

"What are these used for?"

"They make you needy."

"Needy?"

"For sex." He explains. I don't need to be needy around Christian. I already am. "They also heighten your pleasure when spanked."

"You're going to spank me?"

"Do you want me to spank you?"

"Like in your office?"

"Yes. But if I spank you with these. It will heighten your pleasure." More pleasure!

"Spank me." I say breathlessly. I'm already panting.

He smirks. His eyes are so dark, they're almost black. "I'll spank you wearing these later. Let's get them inside you and go to dinner, first."

I swallow and nod.

"Open your mouth baby. Wider." He puts the balls into my mouth. "Suck." I do as I'm told. We are looking into each others eyes. I squirm with excitement.

"Enough." He pulls the balls from my mouth. "Now turn around, face the bed. Bend over the bed, palms flat, arms straight, ass in the air."

He puts the balls into his mouth as I turn around and do as he told me. This is so erotic! He runs his hands up my thighs then rubs my ass. He pulls my panties down just enough. He caresses my ass, reaches around and runs his finger up and down my sex then slides his finger inside, circling it. I moan out.

"So fucking wet." He murmurs to himself.

He removes his finger and inserts the balls. He kisses my ass and pulls my panties back up. He stands caressing my stocking covered thighs. Then he pulls my hips back to him. I can feel his very hard erection.

"You okay?" He asks concerned.

"Yes." I say standing up. Oh! I blush. I turn to face him, his hands still resting on my hips.

"How does it feel?"

"Strange, but good."

"Good." He kisses me. "I'll let you finish getting ready." He walks out, leaving me to dress.

We walk into the restaurant. Christian has his hand on my lower back. The hostess leads us to our table.

Before I sit, Christian grabs my elbow and whispers in my ear. "Go take off your panties, Anastasia." What?! Here?! "Go. Now." He's serious!

I go to the restrooms and do as I'm told. I'm excited and anxious. What does he plan on doing? We're in a public restaurant! After I remove my panties, I look in the mirror as I wash my hands. I'm flushed, but I look... beautiful. It must be because that's the way Christian makes me feel. I'm wearing a red dress with the earrings he gave me. My hair is in soft waves falling past my breasts. How does he make me feel this way? So cherished, beautiful, loved.

I walk out of the restroom and to our table. Christian politely stands when I return. Do I make him feel different too? I hope I make him feel the way he makes me feel.

"Sit beside me, baby."

I sit. He sits next to me. He holds out his hand to me. At first I'm confused. He raises his brow, waiting. Oh! I get my panties out of my clutch and place them in his hand. He balls them up inhaling them, causing my eyes to widen. I blush scarlet red!

"Mine." He kisses his hand they're in and stuffs them into his pants pocket. "Cristal?"

"Y-yes." I clear my throat. "Thank you."

"I've already ordered. I hope you don't mind."

The waiter delivers our food. We start eating. I squirm anticipating his touch. His touch that doesn't come.

"I like you wearing dresses and skirts, Anastasia. You have amazingly fine legs."

"Then why haven't you touched me yet?"

"Just imagine how you'll feel when we're back at our hotel. I can't wait to get you back there."

"You're not going to touch me here?!" I whisper. He shakes his head. "Let's go now!"

He chuckles deviously. "Oh, Anastasia. Anticipation is the key. Delayed gratification."

"Well, I want my gratification now."

He smirks. "Eat."

Fine! Two can play this game. I raise my dress a little more, to show the tops of my stockings. I take a bite letting the fork slowly leave my mouth. I moan, closing my eyes. When I open my eyes, Christian is starring at me, his fork stopped in midair. After awhile he puts the fork into his mouth and continues eating. Time to up my game. I take one of my asparagus stalks and dip it in the sauce. Slowly I bring it to my mouth, looking at him through my lashes. He has his knuckles in his teeth. I smirk. I put the stalk into my mouth and suck on it, hard. He inhales sharply, as I bite the tip.

"I know what you're doing."

"That's the point." I flutter my lashes.

"Are you flirting with me?" He asks amused.

"Am I?" I ask innocently as I can.

I pick up another stalk to tease him but he grabs the spear from me.

"Open your mouth."

I squirm hearing him say that. Oh! The balls! My breathing hitches sharply. I bite my lip then open my mouth. He puts the stalk into my mouth. I reach up and hold his hand. I suck on the asparagus. This is exactly what I want. My plan is working. I moan biting the asparagus. Christian closes his eyes. When he opens them they have darkened.

He whispers huskily. "I can't wait to get you back to the hotel."

"Let's go now." I say desperate for his touch. "Take me there and fuck me."

"You're a born romantic, Anastasia. Eat." He nods to my plate and continues to eat his food as well.

Ugh! This so, did not go according to my plan!

"I'm not hungry for food. I want you. Please. Touch me. Fuck me. Make love to me. Anything. I just want to have sex." Gees, I sound so desperate!

"So do I. And we will. Eat."

"You don't play fair."

"I never have."

I huff again frustrated. The sooner I eat, the sooner I'll have him. So I eat. Finally finished eating, I place my silverware on my empty plate.

"Good girl." He says amused.

"Can we leave now?" I squirm again. The balls make me very needy. Deliciously needy.

"Yes. Now we leave. I believe you have certain expectations, which I intend to fulfill to the best of my ability."

The best of his ability? I giggle and suddenly stop. Gasp!

"Come, Anastasia."