APOV
What is a 'boudoir' photo shoot? -KK
It's a sexy, yet classy photo shoot. Lingerie, nude, only in stockings, etc. I think he'll like it. -A
Who wouldn't? I think I want to do it too. -KK I giggle.
"What are you doing over there, Anastasia?"
"Just planning your birthday gift." I put my phone away. He lights up like a little boy at Christmas.
"What are you getting me?"
"I told you. Do you think you'll want double or triple A batteries?" I flutter my lashes and giggle.
He smirks at me. My phone buzzes again.
OMG. I just Googled boudoir photo shoots and we totally have to go shopping for sexy lingerie. -KK
Alright. But his birthday is Saturday. We need to get this done ASAP. Tomorrow? -A
Okay. Tomorrow! -KK
I put my phone away again.
Will Christian like this? I hope so. I know he likes my body and blatantly stares at me, especially when I'm naked. But print is totally different. Crap! Kate wants to go shopping to get sexy lingerie. I have Sawyer as my human shadow! I can't shop for lingerie with him following. I'll need to give him the slip. Christian wont be happy about that. I don't want to upset Christian or cause him to worry. Maybe I'll talk to him about it. I should cause a diversion. I need him calm when I ask. I decide I will use my newfound skills. Sexual skills. I will distract him with my mouth. Christian has just pulled into the underground garage of Escala. I look around. It's deserted. I start to rub his thigh along the inseam of his jeans, to get him hard. I then rub his crotch. He glances my way then back to the parking garage as he parks. I unbuckle my seatbelt.
"You want more, Anastasia? As I've said. You're insatiable, baby. Let's get you upstairs." He parks turning off the engine. "Come."
Oh, it is you, that will be coming, Mr. Grey.
Just as he reaches the door handle, I quickly unzip his jeans. I pull out his hardening dick. I stroke it and it hardens further. I look at Christian through my lashes and purposely bite my bottom lip, hard. I feel his dick twitch, growing beneath my hand. His eyes are almost black. I can see the desire in them. He's starting to pant. I let go of my lip. When he closes his eyes, I wrap my lips around his dick, sucking only the head.
"Whoa! ... Ana!" I suck harder. He hisses through closed teeth. "Gently, baby. Easy."
I take him into my mouth, as far as I can, until his head hits my throat and back to the head. I swirl my tongue around the tip. I push him deeper into my mouth. He flexes his hips. Again and again. He grabs my hair and starts raising his hips faster while holding my head. I peek up and his head is back on the seat and his eyes are closed, mouth slack. I suck harder and moan.
"Fuck!"
I hear him groan. I pull him deeper into my mouth, I can feel him at the back of my throat again. I swallow him and then back to the tip. He grips my hair tighter. I know he's close so I bare my teeth. That sets him off. He growls out and stills, poring himself into my mouth. I swallow, all he gives me. I put him back in his jeans and zip him up, giving him a little pat. I sit back in my seat, smiling. He's still trying to catch his breath.
"Fuck, baby. What was that for? Not that I'm complaining, but... Thanks."
"Do I need a reason?" I ask as innocently as I can. Perhaps, I should do it for him more often.
"No, baby. You don't. Come, I owe you an orgasm." He says getting out.
This is going better than I planned. He will defiantly be distracted enough for me to talk to him.
He opens my door and I get out. As we walk to the elevator, the second SUV with Taylor and Sawyer pull into the garage. Oh shit! I forgot about them. Where were they? Who cares, as long as they didn't see what I've just done.
After Christian and I went another round in the bedroom, we showered together. Which led to another round. This couldn't be a better opportunity to talk to him.
We sit down at the breakfast bar, Mrs. Jones served us. I'm thinking about how to ask Christian without giving anything away. I can't tell him where I'm going or why and he'll want to know. I must of been playing with my food, picking at it instead of eating because Christian says.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He raises a brow, giving me a look that tells me he's not buying it.
I still don't know how to fraise what I want to say. So I stay quiet, contemplating.
"Anastasia, baby. What is it?" Just ask! "I wish you would tell me what's bothering you." Great! All the hard, yet delicious work and now he's starting to worry. This is not going according to my plan.
"Can I ask you something?" I ask, quietly.
"Of course, baby. Anything. You know that." He tells me sincerely. He picks up my hand and kisses my knuckles.
"Tomorrow. Um. After work. Kate wants to go shopping." That's it! It was Kate's idea to go shopping. Well, I'm the one who needs to get some lingerie, but the shopping was her idea.
"Why did you look nervous to tell me that? Baby, you can do anything you'd like." He looks to be in thought. Probably wondering why I was nervous to ask if I can do an everyday task. "Do you need money? I can give you my credit card."
"What? No. No, I don't need money. I um. Well, the store she wants to go to. It-It's a woman's store."
He chuckles. "Don't worry. I wont go with you. You can enjoy your girl time and go shopping with Kate." He kisses my head and continues to eat his dinner.
"A-Actually. I was wondering i-if I could go alone."
He looks confused. "You don't want to go with Kate?"
"I do." He doesn't get it. "Can. Can Sawyer stay here?" I ask quietly.
"What?! No. Absolutely not."
"Please Christian."
"I thought we agreed, he's to be your CPO."
"We did agreed, but the store she wants to go to... I'll be embarrassed having a man over six foot, built like the hulk, towering over every women in the store, following me around. Can he just stay in the car?" I try to compromise.
"CPO means close protection, Anastasia. He can't protect you out there if he's here or in the car. He doesn't care what you're buying, there's no need to be embarrassed."
I know I shouldn't be embarrassed, but I am. I don't want Sawyer to see the lingerie I purchased and plan to wear. I guess I wont go and I'll just use what I already have. I'm sure I have something. I'm not sure what. I've never needed lingerie before.
Christian continues to eat as if nothing happened, but I can't. I get up and put my plate on the counter.
"What are you doing?" He asks in his CEO/Dom voice.
"I'm not hungry. I'm actually really tired so I'm going to bed now. Goodnight." I kiss his cheek "I love you." I walk out of the kitchen area, towards the bedroom.
"Anastasia."
I ignore him and keep walking.
I feel tears threatening to fall. I'm not sure why I am even crying. I'm not upset with him. I understand. I climb into bed and pull the blankets around me. A tear falls down and I quickly wipe it away.
Maybe I wont do the boudoir shoot. It's too risky, anyway. I hope the photos José has will be enough. Who am I kidding? He's a billionaire. Why would he want photos for his birthday? I don't know what I was thinking. I am so out of my league with him.
It's not long until I hear the bedroom door open. I take a shuttered breath. I feel the bed dip behind me as he climbs in.
"Baby." He says, cautiously. He gently pulls me into his arms. He inhales my hair and kisses my head. "I need you safe. It would kill me if anything happened to you. Please don't be upset with me." He says, quietly.
I turn around in his arms to face him. I put my hand on his cheek, caressing it. He leans into my hand. I move my hand into his hair, making it even more unruly. I softly kiss his lips. He closes his eyes.
"I'm not upset." I'm not. "I understand. Don't worry. I'm not going."
"Baby, go." He urges me. "Shop with your friend. Enjoy yourself. Why can't Sawyer go with you? Do you know how much shit Taylor has seen. They're professionals, baby."
I shake my head, smiling. I kiss his lips. "It's okay." I turn over and settle in. "Goodnight, Christian."
The next day after work.
Christian has more work to do at the office so he's staying a little later than usual. Sawyer is driving me to Escala. My phone rings and before I can even greet her, she starts talking.
"Are we going shopping now or what?" Kate asks. She sounds excited.
Crap! I forgot to cancel with Kate. "Actually, Kate. I forgot to let you know. I wont be going shopping today."
"What? Why not? That's crazy. You only have so many days until Saturday. You need to get going on this. We have a lot to do."
"I know. I'm just going to wear something I already have."
"Sweetie, if you're concerned about the cost don't worry about it."
"No, Kate. It's not that. I have to have Sawyer with me." I lower my voice, mindful that he's in the front of the SUV. "He'll be near me in the stores and I don't want him to see the items I purchase... I would die of embarrassment. I would never be able to look at him again."
"That's what you're worried about? Why can't he just stand guard near the door? Nobody could come in or out without him noticing. If anything where to happen, he could get to you in a flash. Come on, let's go."
"I don't know, Kate. I'm not sure Christian would approved of that either." Although, Sawyer at the door of the store is a good idea.
"Well then have your man rent out the stores for us to shop." She says. I can tell she is grinning.
"That's just ridiculous. And it would give me away. Let me text Christian. Hold on."
I'm going to go with Kate shopping after all. I still don't want Sawyer near me while shopping. Can he stay by the store's entrance and watch me from a distance? Please Christian? xxx -A
I cross my fingers and hope, as I wait. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.
I don't know about that, baby. -C
Just one store? xxx -A
Just one? x -C
Only one. I promise. xx -A
I find it difficult to say no to you. Okay. x -C
Okay?! Really? :D xx -A
Really. Sawyer can stay near the entrance. But stay within his sight at all times. x -C
Thank you! I love you! xxxx -A
You're most welcome. Love you too, baby. Have fun. Don't make me regret this. x -C
