A/N: Thanks again for the wonderful reviews. I hope you like this chapter.
The only things I hate about flying are the taking off and landing. In the sky I am fine because I have Christian. On this occasion I have my mom and Kate. Christian decided to bring the Aspen trip a little early, try and get us away from the whole Elena situation. We haven't had any problems regarding her for a while now. Welch reported that she left town with Issac and they haven't been seen since.
I have just let Christian and the security team work on it all. I have lost interest; my only concern is us and little Blip.
Elliot told us all that Aspen was filled with snow and he couldn't hide his excitement. Kate was ecstatic along with Mia and Ethan. I've decided to hide my interest in skiing till we arrived, knowing Christian he would ban me because I'm pregnant.
"I'm just going to go lay down for a bit." I whisper to Christian, who is talking with his parents.
"Want me to come with you?" he asks, concerned if something is wrong.
"No. Stay. Talk to your parents. I'll be fine." I smile at him and walk to the on-board bedroom. We've only been in the air for an hour I think, but I'm exhausted. Mainly from my mom, who took me out shopping yet again! I must be the only female who doesn't want to shop.
The room is just like it was on our wedding night. The bed covered in gold cushions. I remember that day very well. Just thinking about it gets me going. I go lay down on Christian's side of the bed facing out the window. I love looking at the clouds, so white and fluffy.
Just looking out the window I feel my eyes beginning to feel heavy. I only have them shut briefly till I'm in a light sleep. It doesn't take long for Christian to give in and come join me. I hear him take his shoes off and climb onto the bed spooning me, his hands on my tiny baby bump.
"I know you're awake." He murmurs into my ear, and then he nibbles on the ear lobe.
"No I'm not." I keep my eyes shut, while he continues kissing me along my neck.
"No, Christian."
"What?" he asks, leaning up and hovering over me.
"Everyone is outside and we know all too well I can't keep quiet." I explain, blushing.
"I can eat your moans." He growls, rubbing his nose along mine.
"I know you can but..." he stops me.
"But nothing, Ana." He whispers against my lips.
"Maybe when we get to Aspen, like we did last time. With sound proof doors and walls." I murmur, my hand on his chest pushing him up a bit.
"And besides, I am still exhausted from the other day we had and then my mom dragging me around."
"Why are you exhausted? Have you not been resting?"
Oh no, he's worried and he has every right to be. "Ana?"
"I've been...having nightmares again." I whisper. Normally he has, or used to, the nightmares but after everything that's been going on it's all haunting me.
"You've had more since I found you in the living room?"
"Yes." I barely say. It's hard to tell him, he always blames himself when it's not his fault.
"But I'm fine. Really."
"You're not fine, Ana. You need your rest." He says softly.
"So do you. I keep waking you up Christian and I hate doing that. You get a lot less sleep than me."
"Oh, baby. I work best off less sleep. You on the other hand have too because of our Blip. And I don't want you falling asleep on a mountain, in the freezing cold and snow."
"I've discovered that I only have nightmares when you come late to bed. I guess I'm becoming more and more like you, Mr Grey."
"Not far from it, Mrs Grey. You get some sleep. I'll lay here with you ok?"
"Ok." I turn back over so he can spoon me.
"I love you so much, Ana." He whispers and then nuzzles my neck.
"And I love you, Christian." I whisper back and I begin to drift into a deep sleep.
I'm moving. I know I am because I can feel it. I open my eyes slowly and mumble out some sort of sound. I'm back in the cabin with everyone else. Christian is carrying me to our seats so I'm guessing we're about to land. He straps me in and then sits close next to me.
"She looks exhausted, Christian. Is she alright?" I hear Grace ask
"Yes, mom. She just hasn't been sleeping too well lately. You know with sickness and going to the toilet." He's lying just so she doesn't worry. None of them need to worry; they don't need to know about my nightmares.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. If you'd like to fasten your seatbelts. We are about to land."
"ASPEN HERE WE COME!" Elliot and Mia shout. I'm glad someone is cheery.
The house is the same but warmer. The snow has most definitely fallen heavy so we have been told to stay inside till tomorrow. There is a blizzard to be expected and Christian is only but too happy to wrap me up in blankets next to the burning fire with hot chocolate. Of course he's joining me which is rare.
We're all gathered together with hot drinks, sitting and chatting. Christian and I are sitting on the rug and he has me locked in his arms and legs. As if I could go anywhere with this snow. His hands over Blip and he occasionally nuzzles my hair to take in my scent. I notice Grace and Carrick smiling at us, and I can only but happily smile back. My mom and bob are having a look around the house, claiming a room. But there is no chance of them getting the master suite. Christian has already had our bags taken up and the door locked. He says it's the only one that is completely sound proof. Just the thought makes my squirm.
"Mrs Grey, may I advise you to stop doing that." Christian whispers. I blush immediately when I realise what effect it's having on him. Well it's his fault for holding me so close.
"So when can we go out?" Mia asks. "I would really love to go clubbing"
Christian tenses, we both do after remembering what happened last time.
"We've been told to stay in for safety reasons, Mia. Or in case you didn't hear the report there is a blizzard on the way." Christian explains, holding me even closer. I tug on his arms to release me a bit.
"Too tight?"
"Yeah. Blip needs space too."
"Sorry, baby." He nuzzles my cheek.
"I'm just going to get something to eat." I announce to everyone, forcing my way out of Christian's hold.
"I'll come with you." Christian says.
"No. You stay. I'll go on my own." I say before walking out. I know I've hurt him but he doesn't realise how...how smothering he has been lately and I need room. I love him more than anything but I need to breathe once in a while. I walk into the kitchen and begin to make myself a sandwich. P, B & J I think. This time I'll look for the peanut butter first. As expected. Top cupboard. Why does Christian need these to be so high up? He never uses the kitchen. Just as I am struggling to reach for the jar on my tip-toes, Elliot walks in.
"Hey, need a hand?"
"Please. Why these are so high up is beyond me." I giggle, moving aside for him to get the jar.
"That's Christian for you. Here."
"Thanks. You want a sandwich?"
"No, I'm good. I only came out here for a beer." I turn to him and raise an eyebrow.
"What?" I just stare at him. "Ok, ok. Christian wanted me to come check up on you, BUT! I do really want a beer. He just wants to make sure you're fine."
I turn back to the counter and just stare at the jar in my hand. Why? I'm not going to run! He's hiding something me, I know he is.
"Elliot, has something happened?" I ask, as calmly as I can.
"No, why?" I ignore him, he's lying too. I storm out of the kitchen up to the bedroom before he can catch up to me. Great! The door is still locked! These hormones are driving me wild right now! I go from annoyed to angry to nuclear in a matter of seconds. I catch Sawyer on the corner of my eye, as he finishes with the luggage.
"Sawyer! Do you have the key for this door?"
"Yes. Here you go, Ana. Everything ok?"
"Not really, no. Thank you."
I unlock the door and walk in, locking it behind me. Space. That's all I need. I place the key on the bedside table along with my blackberry. All our bags have been unpacked and our clothes are in the wardrobe. I go and grab my sweats and head for the bathroom. A nice hot bath will help. No stress. But how can I stop stressing when my husband is keeping things from me. This time I'm not going to push him but see how long it takes for him to tell me what's going on.
I stripe down as the water fills the bath. I look in the mirror and I'm pale. When am I not? I step into the bath and sit in the warm water, hiding amongst the bubbles.
It's only five minutes until Christian comes banging on the door.
"Ana! Open the door!" I hear from the tub. I lay my head back so the water covers my ears and washing my hair. That blocks that sound out more. Relax. Breathe.
"Shit! Ana!" Christian comes running to the bath and sits me up by the shoulders.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"I thought..?"
"Oh for heaven's sake. I can't even have a bath alone anymore!"
"What's the matter, Ana?"
"I know you're keeping something from me." I murmur into the bubbles, trying to keep my rage down.
"Yes I am. But it's a surprise." Wait? What?
"You told Elliot to come check on me. That gave me the impression something was wrong and you weren't telling me."
"I only told him to check on you because when you left the room you mumbled something about peanut butter and I remembered from last time at home."
"Oh." I feel embarrassed now. I'm talking to myself and blaming him for nothing. "Sorry."
"It's fine, baby. Look I'll let you be. Enjoy your bath. I'll come get you when dinners ready."
"Thank you." I say, grabbing his hand.
"For what?" he looks at me confused.
"Just thank you."
"No problem, baby." He smiles and then kissing my head and walks out. I really need to stop jumping to conclusions. Or maybe stop with the baby brain. It's only going to get worse!
I lay my head back and relax again. Not everything Christian doesn't inform me on is bad. Look at the amount of times he's surprised me. Soaring, sailing and that wonderful honeymoon. There has been so much to count really. My mind has been going against me lately, so I just need to stop and think.
"Fuck! Ana!" Christian yells. I feel him scoop me up into his arms. The sound of dripping water filling my ears.
"Christian?"
"You fell asleep again, baby."
"Again?" I moan.
"Yes, again. Let me get you dry and into bed."I open my eyes slowly and I look up to Christian. His shirt is soaking wet from the water on my body. He notices that I'm awake and sets me to my feet near the sinks, which I hold onto for balance. He leaves my side for a quick second coming back with a large towel which he wraps me in.
"Don't want you catching a cold." He leans his head on my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my frame. He runs his nose along my ear and into my hair, inhaling my scent.
"You smell divine, Mrs Grey." He whispers into my ear softly, his hot breath covering my wet skin.
Suddenly my stomach rumbles, shocking us both by how loud it was.
"I guess someone is hungry." I smirk.
"Ok. Dinner will be ready soon anyway. May I suggest you wear what I bought you?"
"Oh? And what did you buy me?"
"Come." With his arms still around me, he leads me to the bedroom and laid out on the bed is a thick and fluffy onesie, from the looks of it.
"You got me a onesie?" I ask puzzled.
"Well, why not? I bought it for coming here and you felt cold earlier even by the fire."
"And I suppose you plan on helping me into it?" I playfully say.
"Of course." He whispers into my ear and then he starts to kiss that one spot, moving down my neck and along my shoulder. He makes me drop the towel from around me and it pools around my feet.
"Very nice, Mrs Grey." He murmurs. He continues planting kissing along my skin, leaving it tingling with every touch.
I walk down the stairs wrapped up like I'm going to freeze any given second. I'm in my onesie with a large fluffy robe over it too. Christian was very...persuasive in getting me to wear all this. His persuasion techniques have made us late to dinner leaving the family waiting.
We head into the dining room and everyone is sitting chatting and eating away.
"Aww! Ana! Don't you look comfy" Mia says.
"Thanks, Mia." I murmur. Christian pulls out a chair for me next to Kate. "Thank you." I smile up at him.
"You're welcome." He kisses my lips softly and quickly. He takes his seat next to me at the other head of the table.
"I'm not going to ask what took you so long to come down for dinner." Kate mutters under her breath.
"It's a pretty easy guess, I'd say." Elliot continues.
"Elliot!" Grace scolds him.
"What?! Seriously! All you have to do is look at Ana!"
What?! Am I that obvious?! I look at Christian who I can see is starting to flare up.
"Sorry everyone. It was my fault. I fell asleep in the bath. That's all." I explain holding tight to Christian's hand.
"Whatever you say, Ana."
That seems like I've closed that one, I hope. I can feel Christian relax as his grip on my hand loosens.
"Right! I'm hungry! Let's eat." I declare. I can hear Christian smiling as Carrick starts serving us both.
"What?" I ask, looking at Christian.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." He kisses my knuckles softly, playing with my rings.
"Get a room!" Elliot blurts out, I hear Ethan chuckling along. Everyone starts to burst into laughter even Christian. I notice mom and Bob looking confused but laughing too. One day they will get it.
After a wonderful evening of a fine feast and family games we called it a night at 11:40pm. I was drifting off on the rug watching everyone, and Kate got a little bit drunk. Everyone else was tipsy. The only sober people in the room were myself and Christian. He has insisted that while I'm pregnant that he isn't going to drink, no matter how many times I tell him it's ok.
"Come on, Mrs Grey. Bed." Christian mutters, while lifting me into his arms.
"I can walk you know. I'm not the one who is drunk."
"True, but you are still clumsy on your feet when you aren't drunk."
"Good point. Take me to bed, Sir" I mumble in his ear. I start to kiss his neck as he makes his way up the stairs.
"It's a good thing we have the master suite. I want to make you scream..." He mumbles. I gasp. Scream? Why?
"In pleasure." He finishes. Oh thank goodness! I thought I did something wrong.
We make it up to our room. Christian places me on the bed gently while he goes into the bathroom. I take this opportunity to quickly strip out of my clothes. It's easy in a onesie. I quickly lay on the bed, propping myself up on my elbows with my left knee bent. He was in and he stops in his tracks. He's only in his boxers. His intentions are the same as mine, I think, seeing as I am naked and waiting for him.
"Mrs Grey?"
"Mr Grey." I seductively reply, battling my lashes at him. He smirks and strides over to the bed. He crawls up my body till his lips reach mine. His tongue caresses my lip asking for access which I allow happily. I curl my fingers in to his hair, pulling him down onto me. His hands sculpt over my body, following my curves. With both his hands he reaches round and caresses my thighs and then lifts my hips, ordering my wrap my legs around his waist which I do. I hold on tight, for dear life almost, not wanting to break the contact he have at the moment.
He breaks from my lips and moves down my neck to my breast. He takes my right nipple into his mouth slowly teasing me while his left hand continues to caress my thigh. I drop my head back and my hands fall to the bed, clawing at the sheets. My breathing now harsh. Why am I so sensitive? Whatever it is I don't want it to stop. I feel his hand now moving closer to my...
"Christian..." I moan out.
"Oh, Mrs Grey. Always ready for me But first..."He looks deep into my eyes. "I want to restrain you. Just your wrist above your head."
"Ok" I whisper. He climbs off the bed leaving me breathless and disappears into the wardrobe. He comes back out all too soon and when my eyes see what he's holding I immediately put my wrists together waiting for him.
"Our favourite tie." He whispers. I nod, never letting my eyes leave his. I hold my wrists out to him and he restrains them easily, then he slowly lays me back down, quickly kissing my lips, and they tying my hands to the headboard. Once satisfied, he goes back down the bed leaving kisses along my torso, then grabs my ankles and tugs me down a little.
"Perfect. Now, Mrs Grey. Widen your legs." He orders.
I follow his orders slowly, while biting my lip. He crawls back up, kissing my legs along the way till he reaches my sex. He takes no time in letting his tongue find my clit. He moves it in circular motions, knowing that it sends me high quickly. He slides in two fingers and copies the same motion as his tongue. I pull on my restraint slightly. I try to move my hips but his free hand stops me. I lift my head and all I see is his head bopping up and down. I let out a quiet moan as his tongue moves around in a bigger motion.
"Christian..please..." I breathe. He lift his head, smirking at me.
"What do you want, baby?" he asks, slowly kissing his way back up to m neck.
"You. I need you."
"And have me you shall have." In one quickly motion he is inside me. Surprising me as I gasp for air. He stays still for a while, circling his hips.
"Please..." His lips find mine and all I can do is moan into him. I so want to run my fingers though his hair, I would if it wasn't far the tie holding me back. He thrusts deep and hard, and somehow slow and gentle. He amazes me at every turn.
He picks up his pace more. His left hand in my hair holding me close, and his right holding his weight. I start to manage to move my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.
"Fuck...Ana..." He breathes against my lips. Our harsh breathing filling the room along with our moans for each other. He steadies his paces and somehow goes in deeper. I can only but arch my back as I build higher. We builder higher together.
"Christian!" I call out, exploding around him.
"Fuck!...Ana!" Christian moans, as he finds his release. He makes quick work of releasing me. I gives me a deep kiss as my arms fall down onto the bed above me.
"Oh, Ana. I love you." He says, falling on to the space next to me. I lay myself on his chest as he wraps his arm around me.
"I love you too, Christian." I nuzzle into his chest, and I hear him let out a satisfied sigh. I take a quick glance out of the window and my eyes light up.
"Look." I point out. "It's snowing."
"So it is. Another first."
"What do you mean?" I look round to him.
"It's the first time I've seen the snow fall."
"Really?"
"Really. And it's with you and we have many firsts together. Now come here." He pulls me back into his arms and drags the cover over us.
"Sleep, my beautiful Ana." He kisses me on the top of my head and cuddles me close to his chest.
"Night, Christian."
A/N: Sorry this one was late. I have been rather busy with a few things. I hope you liked it. Reviews much loved!