Chp18 xmas cheer, sex and lies
WSU four day to xmas:
I have finished finals, bought and send presents to everyone. Christmas cards were mailed the first. Only left to buy for Chris, what do you get a billionaire who has everything? Staring out the kitchen window. I have two gifts for him. Kate talked me into going to the Lingerie Shop her mother and her use. I got a sexy black nightie, and a nude bra and pantie set, plus a dozen panties. Chris loves to rip them off me.
Since Thanksgiving he's been here every weekend. Where both growing impatient with third base. I plan on making his main Christmas present, me. I am so ready to cash in my v-card. I hug myself. Feelings race thru me. how long I've waited. I dream back.
The summer I spent at Grey Manor. The talks, the touching. Watching is hard tight ass running. I remember the first time I made myself come. Dreaming of Chris in my arms, kissing me, loving me. The long nights spent watching movies. I've always know that he would be mine, from the first time he held my hand, I felt the electric surge between us. Safe, cared for, loved.
The pain of watching him search for emotions, how to express them. The dark sex he fell into. I was always his secret confidante. I've read more about BDSM than any eighteen-year-old virgin should have to. Some of the things are hot, other are never going to happen. We've talked a lot about it, since we moved into a physical relationship. I know he need the control, but he knows I'm different. I can touch him, heal him, make him whole. That why third base is so frustrating to me. I want to consume him, be consumed by him. I see a pigeon land on the light pole outside. Soon another joins him. The two preen and nudge each other.
I'm packed and ready to go. Kate's left for her families annual xmas in the Bahamas. After he drops me off Warren is going to Kansas, after a stop in San Jose, Ca. He's been dating a senior named Libby; I've seen her leave the building a lot, early in the morning. I giggle.
Mary is going to spend Christmas with Harrison. The Grey's are spending it in Germany. Mia and a bunch of her friends are going to stay at her Uncle Bob's (Grace's brother) place in Whistler. Elliot's surfing with guys from work on the north Hawaii shore. Daddy is going to Victoria. Hum. Something strange about that. Said he's going with a group of friends. he's been secretive since the summer. Several time I've called; getting a busy signal, for hours. And over the holiday, I could have sworn I smelled a floral perfume in the house and his room.
In the car, I call him. Seven rings? "Annie em everything ok, huff um, em" he sounds of breath, is he ill? "Yes, you sound out of breath are you ok?" "em, o, I was just ta, a working out. I'm ok. huff" sound like he over did the running again, he not twenty any more. "Merry Christmas, have a good holiday." "em, merry huff, em, Christmas o, too. Got a go. Take care." Usually he more inquisitive? "bye daddy" "love em you Annie. Faster" what was that at the end, a woman voice. Faster?
What is going on, I think than the light bulb goes off over my head. O'god did I just interrupt Ray getting his freak on. I blush from hair to toes. I look sideways, good Warren is focus on the road. I wonder who she is? is she good enough for him? Should I have Welch run a background? Shit I'm turning into Christian. I calm myself, Ray is perfectly capable of having a relationship. He sane, and loaded with common sense, and shit, I worry why is he hiding her. I don't have any fantasy about mom reconnecting. Ray deserves to be happy. I ponder the rest of the ride. Till I see the Seattle skyline. Now I think about Chris and me.
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Ray pov.
Kylee arrived last night. Today we fly to Victoria for the holiday. We going as part of a couples group. I stroke her back. she purrs into me. I hate keeping this secret, especial from Annie. Kylee is everything I could want in a woman, she's educated, smart, down to earth. Her ex-husband is a piece of work. Her son's pre-med in college and the same age as Annie. He's spending the holiday with his father's family. Kylee is sad she hoped to introduce him to me. We have to leave for the airport in three hours.
Kylee starts kissing me. I melt. Then harden, I feel like I'm eighteen. I just can't get enough of this woman. I carry her to my bed, strip her panties and bury myself in her sweet sex. She's loud and demanding. I aim to please.
Ring, ring, ring, shit ignore phone. Focus on Kylee. Ring, I check id. Shit it Annie. I still reach for the phone. Ring, ring, Kylee moves but quiets. "Annie em everything ok, huff um, em" what wrong? "Yes, you sound out of breath are you ok?" shit, lie Ray. "em, o, I was just ta, a working out. I'm ok. huff" I can't tell her I'm buried ball deep in the sexiest woman alive. "Merry Christmas, have a good holiday." She worries about me, particular around the holidays' my precious little girl. I am so killing Christian if he breaks her heart. "em, merry huff, em, Christmas o, too. Got a go. Take care." Kylee start circling her hips, biting my chest. "bye daddy" she sounds so happy. "love em you Annie." "Faster" Kylee begs. I hang-up. Start to obey my vixen. She explodes in a multi orgasm as I come. Shit we have to quickly shower and race to the airport.
I cuddle her to me on the fight. Her black skin shines as she reads her current project. My published African-America professor of America History, specializing in historic building and architecture. The Kentucky job was the best thing in my life. Annie's with Christian, I have Kylee Layton, onsite historian.
We were at each other throat from day one. By day four, we were in bed, and many other surface. We are insatiable for contact. Sex is great, but I really enjoy just talking, and holding her. We mesh so well. She plans to move in, on a trial bases in February. After a consulate in France. My Six-foot goddess. I stroke her tit with my hand. She smiles and lean closer. The Christmas spirit is looking good.
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c-pov
I close my laptop. Everyone is on holiday till January 4. We have had a banner year. Moved the company into the mutli-billion-dollar range. I feel happy, alive. Annas' coming for the holiday. It's just us in the penthouse. I can't wait to shower her with presents.
I saw Mia and Elliot off yesterday. The parents left on the 10th, Dad had an international lawyers conference on human right in Bond, Germany. So they extended to January 10, Christmas in Bavaria. I plan on taking Anna one day. Ray's going to Victoria with some singles group. An I have Anna all to myself.
Andrea knocks than enters. "Everything is set Mr. Grey. Just a skeleton crew. But security will be in lock down. The Flintstones are upset they can't stay. I promise them limit 12 hour blocks over the holidays."
"Excellent Andrea. Please let everyone go. Have a happy holiday."
"Meeting Anna?"
"Yes. She will be at home in one hour. I can't wait to start the holiday!" she smiles. pets my arm. And leaves. I hear her laugh and wish everyone holiday cheer. I grab my coat and head home. Yes, home. Our home. I barely touch the ground. Taylor is grinning at my humor. I know him and Gail are a couple. I see the same looks I Anna gives me. love is so goofy. The world is bright with holiday cheer. For the first time, I feel normal.
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Christmas eve:
The tree is set, decorated. A very different from the Parents tree. Theirs's is a traditional tree. Elegant, with crystal ornaments and glass balls. Our tree is funny. A lot of campy ornaments. After finding a tree, Anna dragged me to Target for decorations. We hit half a dozen Christmas stores. Lots of funny pieces. Simpsons, Disney, and weird ones. I got a lot of cars, airplane, and helicopter ornaments. The tree is decked in lights and balls, and lots of figurines. I find it fascinating.
Anna has me buy a Naivety set for the entry hall table. I try to buy all the animals, but Anna stops me. "One animal a year." She plans on a large zoo. Anna has a whole box of Christmas movies, cartoons, and music. We've watched xmas movies and cartoon non-stop since she arrived. Some I remember most I don't. I find Charlie Brown's Christmas makes me cry.
Laying before the fire. The tree frames the Seattle skyline. Sipping champagne, nibbling on cheese and fruit. She made a nest of pillows and blankets on the floor. I lounge in just my pajama bottoms, Anna in one of my dress shirts, god she is so sexy. I feel at peace. The world disappears as I stroke her hair. Listening as she recites one Christmas story after another. This is her favorite time. She lives to give.
Yesterday morning, we volunteered at a homeless shelter. I loved playing Santa's helper. Passing out gifts and candy. Anna shine like a super nova. She is just so incredible with people and kids in particular. I feel the season cheer explode within me. I have the ultimate prize. Anna love.
I feel her shift. She straddles me. I harden. She's not wearing panties. Her eyes are alight with mischief. She cups my face. "You get to open one present on Christmas Eve." I've, I mean the Greys don't do this. We always open present Christmas day after breakfast. "Ok, do I get to choose?" she smiles. "Yes, you can choose. Or I can choose one for you" she is baiting me. I know it. What the hell. "you choose, babe" she smirks laughing, god I love that sound and look. She stands up backs away. The presents are behind the tree. She turns her back to me.
She wiggles her ass. God I'm dying. She slowly lets the shirt slide down her body. She runs her hand along her back. I am frozen, lock in lust. She slowly turns running her hands all over. I cannot think. I just exist to enjoy this pleasure. She lowers herself on to my lap. I want her. so bad. She leans in. "Christian Grey, your present is (she giggles) me." I gawk as she smirks at me. "It's time for you to make love to me." I grab her hips, claiming her mouth. She slides my pajamas off. I turn putting her under me. I start to enter, shit condom. I freeze. "Christian I'm on the shot."
I lose all control. I shudder and gentle push in. I feel her stiffen as I claim her virginity. I hold. She adjusts and moves. O god is she perfect. "Faster Chris, faster." I move she arches to me. I drive deeper, harder, she is so tight, so perfect. She matches me move for move. I lift her up as she shakes with the first orgasm. Laying on my back she rides me. setting her own pace. I concentrate on her. making her pleasure and release the one goal of my existence. She screams and collapses on me.
I roll over. Pulling out, I position her face down. Pulling her hips up I take her doggy style. She gets a second wind and new set of orgasm. We don't last very long. We come in a mind shattering mutual orgasms. We lay in each other's arms. As rock-roll Christmas plays from the stereo. I dream of us. As sleep takes us.
Xxxxxx I wake sometime in the night. We're covered by a blanket that wasn't here before. I wonder how it got here. The night is still dark. The tree is still lit. music softly plays. I cuddle into her body. Her breast my pillow. I hear "Christian, my love" from Anna sleeping lips. She always sleeps talks. I find the most fascinating thing about her this way. The filter and gone. This is the real Anna.
Christmas dawn comes and goes in our slumber. It nearly noon when we rise. I find fresh cloths on the couch. We dress, run to the shower. I find third base in the shower is followed by home plate, lot of home plate. After another shower. We enter the kitchen to Gail cooking a feast. She smiles and hugs Anna, whispering. I feel Jason, he reaches out a punches my arm. We all eat. The conversation flies around the island. As Anna steals the best food off my plate. I can't believe how lucky I am.
