APOV

I walk into the suite. Christian is pacing. He looks sexy, as usual. He's barefoot, wearing jeans and a T-shirt. When he notices me, he walks towards me. Before he reaches me, he takes his shirt off, pulling it over his head and throwing it. I can see the desire in his eyes. Closing the distance between us, he pulls me to him fast. He grabs my head, kissing me like his life depends on it. Like he hasn't seen me in days. I kiss him back with just as much passion. He pulls my hair out of the messy bun it's in. One hand fisting my hair, the other on my hip, pushing me against the wall. The hand on my hip moves to my ass. He grabs a handful. Then moves around to my front, rubbing my sex through my workout shorts. I moan.

"You seem very pleased to see me, Christian." I pant out.

"I think my pleasure is obvious, Anastasia." He pushes his erection into me, causing me to feel his arousal through his jeans. He's very, very hard.

"Ohhh!"

He leans down, lifting me. "Wrap your legs around me, baby."

I do and wrap my arms around his neck, as well. He walks, carrying me, into the bedroom of our suite, then continues walking us into the bathroom. He turns on the shower with me still in his arms. I kick off my sneakers and assume he will set me down, so we can take off our clothes but he just walks right into the shower. Me, fully clothed in my workout gear. Him, only in his jeans.

I squeal. "I'm getting all wet."

"I like you wet."

"Christian!"

He starts kissing me again. Oh! The water pouring down over us, soaking our bodies. This is so hot! He finally sets me down only to remove my shorts and panties. They fall onto the tiled floor, soaked. I kick them to the side.

"I like your shorts, baby. They show off your incredible legs." He rubs my thighs. "You have great legs, Anastasia. Wrap them around me again."

I do, as he lifts me again. He pushes me against the shower wall. I hear him unzip his jeans. He takes out his erection and enters me. He begins to move slowly. It feels so amazing. I tilt my head, arching my back, mouth open, eyes closed, enjoying this. He starts kissing my neck. He tries getting my shirt off but it's difficult for him. The already tight workout top, now soaked from the water, is clinging to my body. I help him by taking my shirt and sports bra off, myself. It joins my shorts and panties in a wet pile on the shower floor.

He latches onto my nipple. I moan loudly and grab his hair. He continues to thrust into me.

"Come for me, baby." He says as best he can, with my nipple in his mouth.

I shake my head. "No." I breath out, not wanting this to be over so soon.

"Yes, Ana!" He growls out, barely holding onto his control.

I know he's close, that's why he wants me to come. He pulls my nipple harder with his teeth. Oh, god! Then he kisses up my front to my neck, to my mouth. He speeds up. Thrusting faster and faster, grinding into me. Oh! I'm trying to hold off, but I know I wont be able to much longer.

"Come on, baby. Give it to me!"

I can't control it anymore. I explode into an earth-shattering, intense orgasm. I scream out. He growls, capturing my screams with his mouth. He pushes into me one last time and stills, finding his release. He groans into my mouth. We're panting, trying to catch our breaths, forehead to forehead. He kisses me so sweet and tenderly, still inside me. He looks deep into my eyes.

"Never leave me."

"Never."

We're meeting up with my dad today, to go hiking. So he and Christian can get to know each other, and hopefully bond. They are the two most important men in my life. At first, Christian didn't want to bring Taylor and Sawyer. He didn't want my dad to think I was in danger because of who Christian is, that we need security. But then he decided, maybe bringing them will show my dad I'm safely guarded from any threat. So they join us. Christian is driving us in his SUV. The boys are following behind us, in another. Apparently, they brought two SUVs from Seattle.

We're early, my dad is not here yet. We get out to wait for him. Christian is leaning against the hood of the SUV, his hands on my hips. Surprisingly, nowhere near my ass, like they usually are. My hands are around his neck, playing with his soft copper locks. He looks so hot, and nothing like his CEO self. I lean in to kiss him but he turns his head just before I reach his lips, causing me to kiss his check. He tightens his grip on my hips, closing his eyes tight.

"Baby." His voice stained.

I frown. "You don't want me?" I sound hurt. I am hurt. He doesn't want me anymore?

"What? Of course, I do! I will always want you! Always!"

"Then why wont you kiss me?" I pout.

"Baby. We're waiting for your father. I don't want to loose control and him show up to us full on making out. I want him to like me. Making out with his only daughter in front of him, might not be the best first, well, second impression." Oh.

"That's why you wont kiss me. Christian my dad's truck is loud. We'll hear him before we see him."

I go to kiss him again. This time he lets me. He pulls my hips to him. He reaches down to grab my ass, holding me to him. I fist my fingers in his hair and pull him to me. We're lost in the kiss. I hear someone clear their throat. We ignore them, deepening our kiss. Christian's hands are all over my backside. Then I hear Taylor.

"Sir. Sir." Taylor says urgently.

We hear a door slam shut. That breaks us apart. I look over and, of course, it's my dad. I blush as he walks over to us. Christian quickly stands, gently pushing me a safe distance away from him. I giggle and bite my lip.

"Hi, daddy. You fixed your truck."

"José did." He says looking amused.

"Right."

"I suspect he'll need to take a look at yours soon, as well."

"He already did. But I'm not driving that car anymore. Christian, he... he bought me a new car." He nods and looks at Christian.

"Well, you remember Christian." I say to move us along and change the subject of Christian buying me things.

He nods, sizing Christian up.

"Mr. Steele. It's a pleasure to see you again sir." He holds out his hand.

"Grey." My dad says as they shake hands. I'm holding my breath. "I want to apologize for the way I reacted when we first met. I let what happen to my Annie cloud my judgment. I was hoping today we can start fresh. I'd like to get to know the man who my daughter is in a relationship with." I release my breath.

"I completely understand, sir."

"I understand this is getting quite serious. She says you're living together and she's met your family, as you have met me." My dad starts off with the typical 'what are your intentions with my daughter' speech.

"Yes, sir. I haven't met her mother, yet. But I'd like to meet her, as well."

"She's dead." My dad says, showing no emotion. I furrow my brow.

"I'm sorry. Anastasia didn't mention that." Christian looks confused.

"That's alright. I killed her." He says, impassive.

"Dad!" I turn to Christian. "He did not. She's in Georgia with husband number four, like I told you when we went on our first date."

I look back at my dad. He just shrugs. I shake my head at him.

~..~..~

We start our hike. Christian tries to stay as far away from me as possible. I grab his hand, pulling him closer.

"Relax." I say to him quietly. "Just act normal. He wants to see how you are with me and you know damn well, you are never this far away from me."

"I'm trying to behave myself, baby. If I act how I normally would. He'd probably shoot me." He says seriously. I giggle.

"Just be yourself." He nods bringing our joined hands up and kisses mine.

"I hope this isn't too much for you, Grey." My dad says to Christian.

"Not at all, sir. I enjoy the outdoors. My brother and I like to hike." There's a pause in their conversation. "I understand you're a keen fisherman."

"Indeed, I am. You fish?" My dad asks surprised.

"Not as much as I'd like to. My dad used to take my brother and me when we were kids."

"Where have you fished?"

"All over the Pacific Northwest."

"Did you grow up in Washington?"

"Yes, sir."

I tune them out as they continue to talk about fishing. Also to let them bond. I'm just a buffer. I look at the scenery. Nature is so beautiful.

"I take it Anastasia's not into fishing."

"No." I roll my eyes, but I'm happy they seem to be getting along and have something in common. "Tell me about your parents, Grey."

"My parents? Well... My mother is a pediatrician and my father is a lawyer. They live in Bellevue."

"Success must run in your blood then." I feel Christian's hand hold mine a little tighter. He's tense. I run my thumb over his knuckles, soothing him. I know he doesn't like to talk about this.

"Actually. I'm adopted."

My dad nods in understanding. I'm not biologically his daughter. "You mentioned a brother, not an only child like Annie then?"

"No, sir. Along with my brother, Elliot. I have a sister, Mia. They're adopted, as well."

"I don't mean to pry, I just want to get to know you. I can tell this is a touchy subject. Let's move on." I smile at my dad, thankful.
"How did the two of you meet? I understand that Annie was working for you when you got together. Is that where y'all met?"

"Yes, sir. We met there. I came in and she was sitting behind the front lobby desk. Asked if I had an appointment to see myself."

I giggle. "Am I going to live with that story for the rest of my life." I deepen my voice, impersonating Christian. "'The first time I saw her, she didn't know who I was.'" I giggle again.

"Actually, the first time I saw you was the day before. You walked right past me without a second glance." I stop giggling.

"Really? I didn't know that." He never told me.

"I wanted to find out who you were that day. To my surprise, the next day you were sitting behind my main lobby reception desk."

I smile at him. I try to kiss him but he quickly pulls his head back. 'No.' He mouths to me. He shakes his head a little and looks so serious. I roll my eyes and shake my head, smirking at him. I even let out a small giggle.

~..~..~

We continue our hike. Christian continues to keep his distance from me. I decide to have a little fun and see how much of this so called control he really has. I stop in front of Christian, bending at the waist to pick up a loose tree branch. It's not very big, but hey.

"What are you doing, Anastasia?" His voice slightly strained, but he covers it well.

"You could trip over this." I say standing back up. "I wouldn't want that." I say as innocently as I can.

I put the branch next to a tree. When I look at Christian, his eyes are dark and glowing. I bite my lip.

I tease Christian every chance I get. Grabbing his butt. Stopping short so he bumps into me. Biting my lip and running my tongue over my lips, licking them, as I gaze at him through my lashes. And I even brush against him with my body, all when my dad is not looking our way. This is kind of fun. Like we can get caught any second. Well it was fun, until Christian started to tease me in return. He's better at this than me. And it just leaves me wanting him. Well, I always want him. We're laughing and running around, chasing each other, hugging, grabbing, touching. Totally forgetting about my dad being with us. At least this got Christian to lighten up. He's acting his age and nothing like Christian Grey, CEO.

~..~..~

We're hiking back to the cars. Christian is closer to me now, then when we started the hike. He has his arm around me. I'm holding onto his hand that's hanging from my shoulder and my other arm wrapped around his waist.

"Hungry, Anastasia?" Christian asks, sounding reserved. But I can see the meaning in his eyes.

"Very." I try to sound neutral.

"Would you care to join us, Mr. Steele?"

"You can stop with that Mr. Steele and sir nonsense now, Christian. You can call me Ray. And no, I can see I'm not wanted."

"Daddy." I don't want him to feel he's not wanted. I will always want and need my daddy, grown or not. I'm a daddy's girl. "Come with us."

"It's alright, sweetheart. You two enjoy your lunch. I got what I came here for." He looks to Christian and nods. "Look after my baby girl."

"I fully into, Ray." Christian lets me go so they can shake hands.

I hug my dad. He whispers in my ear. "I can see you're happy. That's all I want is your happiness. I'm happy, you're happy."

"I am daddy. I really, really am." I hug him a little tighter. I lean back to look at him. "He's good to me. He's a good guy. I promise."

"I know. I can see that."

I go back to Christian. We hold each other watching my dad leave. Dad puts his hand up in a, half salute half wave, and drives away.

"Seems you've charmed my father. You've gotten his approval." He kisses my head.

"Come." He walks us to his SUV and opens the passenger door for me.

"What are we doing now? Going back to the hotel to eat and then home?"

"Car sex, Ms. Steele." My eyes widen. He smirks.

What? Here!

I look around. It's not very private but the SUV has tinted windows. Christian casually strolls around the SUV and gets into the driver's seat. After starting it, he puts it in gear and drives.

Not here then.