A/N: Thanks for the reviews. In reply to one reviewer; The people who tried to take Ana had a head start... ever thought about that possibility? Yes there is a print scanner but there is the fire stairway which they can't really do anything about as it is controlled by the owners of the actual building. And yes I know Jose and Ana made up but don't forget Christian can't let go of things straight away. Please stop being picky and try to enjoy my story. Take note that I am not an actual writer, I can't remember every little thing I add, I do have a life away from writing.. But, anyway...I hope you like this chapter everyone else.
It's now two weeks into 2012. My flu has finally gone and Christian has let me go back to work. I went back last week and it's been so quiet. Luckily I have managed to get some authors on contract and we are working on more chapters for their books plus covers, other than that it's just boring really.
Today I have decided to surprise Christian at work. I've informed Sawyer and Taylor and they know that I'll be heading to Grey House at lunch.
This morning was wonderful. We had breakfast in bed and made love in the bed and then the shower. My hormones are on over drive today. Before he left for work I couldn't let him go for 5 minutes straight. I've always been attracted to Christian but today...oh boy! I'm getting even more wet just thinking about him now, and I'm sitting in my office which isn't good.
"Hannah. Why don't you go get an early lunch?" I offer her as I walk out of my office to her desk.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Go on. Once you come back I'll be heading off."
"Ok. Thanks. I'll be 10 minutes."
"No rush."
"Thank you, Ana." She says then is out the door. If I'm honest, I like it this quiet. No one's rushing around, panicking about deadlines. I think the other side of the office have started on next month's issues. I head to the staff kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. When I walk in I find Roach and a few girls from his department.
"Oh, hi Ana." Roach greets me.
"Hi." I smile at him, prepping my cup.
"How's the little one today?" He asks, now standing next to me.
"Oh he's fine. Making my emotions go all over the place lately but all is good."
"Glad to hear it. With you being in a good mood I wanted to give you this." He says then hands me a decorated bag coloured in blue. I look up at him and then around the room. Everyone is smiling at me. Oh what have they got me? I open the bag and reach for the card. Everyone has signed it. How sweet. At the bottom I find a few toys and a baby grow. It says 'Future CEO' on it. I can't help but giggle.
"Oh, thank you. All of you. Christian is going to love it."
"You're welcome. So when do you plan on going on maternity leave?"
"Christian wants me to leave now." I laugh. "But I was thinking maybe in two months time. Closer near the finishing line I think."
"Well whenever you decided to."
"Why do you ask?"
"Oh no reason. Was just wondering how long it would be till we start missing you." He smiles.
"Ha ha. You've got me stuck with you lot for a while longer."
"Good." Roach's phone starts to ring. "Listen I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow, Ana."
"Bye." And he's out the door. I go sit down with the others finishing off my tea.
"So when are you due?" Michele asks me. Michele is a tall red head who is bubbly with everyone.
"Sometime at the start of May. I hope."
"Well we can't wait to meet the little guy. Who do you think he'll look like? You or Mr Grey?"
"Oh that's an easy one. Christian of course." I would even think his genes are dominating.
"I'm back." Hannah says, catching her breath.
"You didn't have to run, Hannah."
"I know. But I didn't want you hanging around waiting for me."
"Well thank you. If you'll all excuse me. I have a lunch date." I tell everyone then head back to my office, which Hannah follows.
"How are you getting on with that report Hannah?"
"Almost done."
"Good. Once you've done that and handled any messages you can head home early."
"Thank you, Ana. My boyfriend will be over the moon."
"How's that going?" I ask.
"Really well. He's taking me out to dinner tonight."
"Aw, that sounds wonderful. I remember the times Christian just took me out to eat without telling. Yeah I got pissed but he always found a way to make it fun and eventful." Oh yes. The Mile High Club elevator. His secret teasing.
"Ana?"
"Sorry. Right. Here are my notes which will help with the report. That should be it."
"Thanks Ana. Enjoy your lunch." She says to me sweetly. I grab my purse and head out to meet Sawyer who is already waiting with my R8. I so wish to drive my car but this is the next best thing. When Blip is born driving my car is at the top of my list, right after alcohol.
"Afternoon, Sawyer."
"Good afternoon, Mrs.." I glare at him. "Ana." He opens the passenger door for me and I slide in. He is quick to the driver's side.
"Christian still doesn't know I'm coming right?"
"No. Taylor called to say his meeting before lunch is running a little late."
"That should give me time to get up there."
We arrive on time at Grey house. Sawyer escorts me inside the building and up to Christian's floor. Taylor is there waiting for us.
"He's still in his meeting, Mrs.." I glare at him too. "Sorry, Ana. Force of habit."
"It's fine. So I can go wait in his office?"
"Of course." He holds out his arm in the direction to Christian's office. Andrea sees me and waves.
"How are you, Mrs Grey?"
"Very well thank you, Andrea. And you?"
"I'm also well. Is Mr Grey expecting you?" She asks, looking from me to Taylor.
"No. I'm planning on surprising him."
"Very good. Would you like a drink while you wait?"
"No thank you."
"Very good." She replies and goes back to looking at the monitor. Taylor leads me into Christian's office. This is where it all started. Luckily this time I didn't trip and land on my face. Taylor leaves me alone to wait for Christian. I walk over to the floor to ceiling window and gaze out over the bustling Seattle. Just being in this room turns me on. It smells of Christian. My favourite smell in the whole world.
I walk over to his desk and sit in his CEO swivel chair. I start rubbing my bump.
"One day Blip, all this will be yours. Well, only daddies swivel chair." I giggle to myself. "Your daddy will teach and show you so many things. He will love you will all of his heart just like me. We will look after and protect you with everything we have."
"And daddy will also teach mommy a few things along the way and don't forget, you'll also have mommy's swivel chair." I turn to see Christian leaning against the door frame watching me intently then locks the door.
"Hello, Mr Grey. What can I do for you?" I ask, turning to face him, tucking my legs under his desk.
"I was just passing by and I discover my wife taking over my company." He replies, striding over me all hot and sexy, smiling that smile only reserved for me.
"I was simply keeping your chair warm." I smile. He leans against the desk. I lean over to him, lifting my head to look at his fine, handsome face.
"Hello, Mrs Grey." He whispers, leaning closer to me.
"Hello, Mr Grey." I murmur. He leans down and captures my lips. I cup his face and stand from the chair, pulling him close. His tongue strokes my lips asking for entry which I grant instantly, giving him all access. I am so glad I wore a loose skirt that doesn't restrain my legs. I climb onto the desk crawling onto my knees and Christian snakes his arms around my back.
"Ana." He whispers against my lips. He pulls me off the desk so my legs hang from it and my legs automatically wrap around his waist. He quickly clears his desk, knocking everything off, never breaking contact.
I start to undo his tie, my favourite tie, and push off his jacket. His hands push off my jacket and he makes quick work of opening up my shirt revealing my breasts. I gasp as he cups them. Wow! They are sensitive.
"Oh, baby. Your breasts look more glorious today than they did yesterday."
"Really?" I gasp in surprise. I look down at them and Christian starts chuckling at me. "What?"
"Oh nothing. Nothing at all." He chastely kisses my lips then down my neck and along my collar bone. He starts cupping my breasts. Playing with my nipples through the fabric of my bra.
His right hand moves to my leg then up my thigh, hitching up my skirt. I start to unbuckle his belt and trouser button but my fingers start to fail me. Too eager to touch him as they move up his stomach and curl into his hair. Feeling him all over. Pulling him as close as I can get him.
"Eager as ever, Mrs Grey." He murmurs.
"Christian..."
"I know, baby." He pushes my skirt up to my hips, hooks his thumbs into my panties and tears them then quickly unbuckles his trousers. His hands move to my thighs as he aligns himself at my entrance. His touch is sending me wild. My hormones are through the roof. Every touch his heightened.
"Ready as ever, Mrs Grey."
"Always. Now fuck me." I say. His eyes light up with such love and surprise.
"You're insatiable, Mrs Grey." He says then I capture his lips. I devour him, taste him, consume him. He slowly starts the thrust into me, feeling every inch possible. He stills for a moment and breaks from my lips.
"I love you so much, Ana." He says as he lays me down onto the desk.
"I love you too, Christian." With that he starts his rhythm. Fast and hard, but gentle. He holds tight to my thighs as I hold onto his upper arms. He feels so good. Our breathing in sync. Rapid and harsh. I feel that pull get stronger as Christian picks his pace up ever so slightly. Hitting that spot right on.
"Christian.." I moan.
"Come for me... Let go, Ana." He murmurs in my ear. A few more thrusts and we explode around each other. Filling one another. Whispering each other's names. Christian rests his head on my shoulder, catching his breath as I do.
"So I take it you didn't mind me showing up unannounced?" I ask as he pulls out of me and I button my shirt back up.
"Oh baby. You can show up here any time you want. I'd have you tied to my desk if I could." I giggle at the idea of being tied to his desk and then have people walk in. Oh the look on their faces.
"Love that sound." He says.
"Good. Now lunch. Blip and I are hungry. We can either go to Escala where I can cook you something or we can go out to eat. What shall it be, Mr Grey?" I ask as he finishes tucking in his shirt and I straighten his tie.
"Hmmm I think I'd prefer you barefoot and naked in our kitchen." He murmurs.
"Don't forget pregnant."
"This time you are. So I think barefoot and pregnant in our kitchen will do me for lunch. Or I could have you." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear that must have come loose from my ponytail.
"I think you can have me as desert after we've eaten lunch."
"Then shall we go? I have no meetings till 4pm."
"Let's go." I reply as I try to reach for his jacket that's still laying on the floor. But I just can't...quite...
"Ana. I'll get it." Christian tells me picking up his jacket quicker than me. "You really need to stop picking things up from the floor. As Much as I love watching you bend over I don't want you hurting yourself, baby."
"Oh Christian. I'm fine. I just have to squat a little." I say. Now he's smirking at me. "What?"
"Nothing. Let's go and get you two fed."
It's been a little while since we were last at Escala but nothing has changed. Christian drove my R8 over. We almost got into an argument over who was going to drove but he won.
"So what do you fancy?"
"Anything. I'm happy with you." He murmurs seductively.
"I mean food."
"Subs?"
"Sure. I'll get started on them."
"I'll get some music on." He leads me into the great room and to the kitchen. Still clean and tidy as ever.
"But there is one thing missing." He says, tapping his fingers on his lips and eyeing me up and down.
"Ah yes. You are wearing too many clothes, Mrs Grey."
"I could say the same about you." I'd love to see you working. Naked.
"You're biting that lip." He says, tucking my hair behind my ear again. "You won't be needing this." He rolls my jacket off my shoulders. "Or this." Now he unbuttons my shirt. "You won't need these." He stoops down to slip my shoes off. I lean on his shoulder for balance. "Or this." He unzips my skirt then it falls to the floor, pooling around my feet. He's still kneeling down, looking up at me as I stand here in my lacy bra. Having not had a chance to replace the torn panties from earlier.
"That's better. Oh wait. Your bra. Take it off." He orders, now standing. I reach round and unhook it and slide the straps down my arms then I fling it to join the rest of my clothes.
"You may need this." He undoes his tie, drops his jacket then slips his shirt off and over his head.
"Arms up." I do and he slips it over and on to me.
"Much better." He says. Oh my. He hasn't even touched me yet and I want him. All I can do is stare at his chest. All I want to do is kiss every inch of him. Kiss his scars away. Show him how much I love him.
"Breathe, Ana." He says, his hand stroking my cheek. "I'll be in my study for a bit."
"I'll call you when lunch is ready." I smile to him and kiss his hand. He saunters away to his study and I watch him. Every muscles in his finely toned back moving as he moves. I quickly snap out of my thoughts and get to making lunch. I think Cajun chicken salad subs will do.
Just as I am finishing the final touches to lunch Christian walks back in, his eyes never leaving my body. My eyes catch his and he's smiling from ear to ear.
"And what's got you all happy?" I ask as he walks over to me and snakes his arms around my bump.
"Just the sight of my pregnant wife barefoot and in the kitchen." He replies kissing that sweet spot behind my ear.
"Mmm...well lunch is ready." I inform him.
"Wonderful. I can't wait for desert now." He whispers. His words send my already raging hormones through the roof and over the moon and back to again. I turn in his hold and take his lips. I push him back against the fridge, cupping his face, tasting him. He turns so my back is to the fridge then his hands are on my behind, squeezing it. He lifts me on to the side, his hands going where ever they please. My fingers curl into his hair. One of his hands in my hair and the other...oh!
"Christian!" I moan. He slides two fingers inside me and starts to stroke my walls. Oh it feels so good. He uses his palm to massage my clitoris. I start to moan but he absorbs all of it. Taking his reward. His hand moves from my hair to my thigh, his thumbs circling one spot. His fingers bringing me close to me edge and all too soon he slides them out. I groan at the frustration that is then quickly replaced by him filling me. Taking me. When did he remove...?
"Oh baby." He murmurs against my lips. His pace his fast. His lips relentless against my skin. Our breathing filling the room around us.
"Christian!" I pant. I can feel it. I can feel him. Coming close to our ecstasy.
"Ana!" He calls, as he comes inside me and I around him. Our bodies attuned to each other. He rests his forehead against mine. Our breathing returning to normal.
"Where did that come from?"
"Hormones." Is all I can muster. I kiss his lips chastely and he helps me back down to the floor.
"Is there any way of keeping you pregnant forever?" He chuckles.
"Nope. Besides, since meeting you I don't need these raging hormones. But they are an added bonus." I smirk at him.
"So very true. Let's eat." He smiles at me then chastely kisses my lips. He bends down to then kiss my bump. Oh fifty!
I really can't wait for Blip to arrive!
A/N: I hope you liked this one. Sorry it's a bit short. Reviews much loved!