Me and Mr. Grey…...Part 16

Christian made good on his promise, to take Brenda and Brayden away. They left a couple weeks after he mentioned it. He didn't tell her where he was taking them, he just told her the climate was warm.

It turns out, it was the Caribbean.

Taylor and Miss Jones ended up coming too. Taylor had to come, because he was their head security guy. And Brenda insisted Miss Jones come, because she felt she deserved a vacation too.

The house they were living in was huge. It was over 14,000 square feet, and it was right next to a private beach. It also had its own pool and Jacuzzi. Brenda had never seen a more lovely home.

Brenda opened the door and walked outside. It was a beautiful day, and Christian and Brayden were taking full advantage. It rained yesterday, and they were forced to stay in. But they found creative ways to entertain themselves, while Brenda slept.

Brenda walked over and sat on the side of the pool, putting her feet into the water. Christian was playing some type of submarine game with Brayden. Tango jumped in, and struggled to swim. He actually looked as if he was going to drown. He had gained so much weight, since they moved in with Christian. So, Christian had to end up helping him out of the pool.

Brayden, who could swim, swam over to Brenda.

Although he could swim, he still wore arm floats.

Brenda reached down, and picked him up. "Are you having fun Sweetheart?"

He nodded.

She kissed both his cheeks. "Are you ready to eat?"

"Yes!"

"Come on."

Brayden got up, and Brenda followed. They made their way into the house.

They walked into the huge open kitchen. It had a flat screen and a seating area, in addition to the dining area.

Miss Jones was sitting at the table when they entered. Brayden ran over to her, while Brenda prepared his food.

Christian hired a private chef, so none of them had to cook.

Brenda sat Brayden's plate on the table, and helped him in his chair. After making sure he had everything he needed, she went outside.

She spotted Christian sitting in one of the lounge chairs, talking on the phone. She walked over, and sat in the chair next to him. He reached over and rubbed her leg. A couple of minutes later, he disconnected the call.

He leaned over and kissed her neck. "Damn it Brenda, do you have any idea, how bad I want you?"

She nodded and caressed his cheek. "Yes, and you will have me...in three days."

He sighed and moved back to his chair. "Sh*t, we are married. And I told you, it doesn't bother me."

"It bothers me, Christian. I am not having sex with you, while my period is on. You will not die, if we don't have sex. And I don't know why, we have to go through this every month."

"Me either, it's all wet to me. I don't care."

"I do." She frowned. "I bet it would look like a massacre, if we had sex."

He laughed. "We could do it in the shower."

"Christian, no. See you've never had a period, so you have no idea how it feels. I don't feel sexy. My stomach hurts, my head hurts, and I'm bloated. The last thing I want is your penis inside me."

"You could suck me?"

"No. You could get some lotion and take care of it yourself!"

He rubbed her stomach. "You could do it for me. Sh*t, come on Baby. I'm in need."

She closed her eyes.

"Brenda, are you ignoring me now?"

"I can still hear you."

"Baby, are you seriously going to leave me hanging?"

Brenda sighed. "Ok, come on."

They both stood up and went into the house. Brenda checked on Brayden, who was still eating. She asked Miss Jones to keep an eye on him, and told her she'd be right back.

When she got upstairs, Christian was waiting, with his penis in his hand.

She laughed. "You are already hard."

"I told you I was horny."

"You're always horny."

He pulled her to him, and kissed her hard. He reached down, and moved her bikini top to the side, and caressed her breasts.

He started sucking on her neck, then moved down, taking each one into his mouth. "Brenda, let me f*ck them."

"What?"

He stood up. "I want to f*ck your breasts."

Brenda grinned. "Why would you want do a thing like that?"

"Because you won't let me inside you. Have you ever done it?"

"No, but I know what happens."

He leaned over, kissed her, and whispered. "Pretty please…"

She sighed. "What the hell. Come on. I wouldn't want you to get blue balls."

Christian smiled. "Now this really shows me, just how much I mean to you."

She laughed and took off her top. He grabbed a bottle of lotion.

She got in bed, and he positioned himself over her. He squirted some of the lotion in between her breasts. Then placed himself in between them. She pushed them together, and he slowly started moving.

Brenda looked up at him, his eyes were closed, and he was moaning. (Damn, he really likes this sh*t.) She lifted her head, and started sucking on the tip, each time he moved forward.

He reached down and started rubbing her head. "Oooh sh*t Brenda, that's it." His speed increased, and she knew he was about to cum.

"Christian, don't cum in my face, I will kill you."

"I...won't. Damn! Ugh!"

He grunted, grabbed his love, and came on her breasts.

"Maybe I should have said...nowhere on me!"

He laughed and moved off her.

She got up and went into the bathroom, to take a quick shower. Christian followed her.

While she was in the shower, he washed himself off.

After finishing, Christian sat down on the side of the tub, and waited for her to get done.

She finished and got dressed, as he looked on. "I never get tired of looking at you."

She smiled. "Or cumming on me."

He laughed.

Brenda grabbed another bikini top. "Babe, thanks again for this trip. The last two weeks have been great."

"I wish we could stay another week. But I have to get back to work."

"Yeah, and Brayden is also starting preschool. And he is so excited. And I almost forgot, I have a doctor's appointment, the day after we get back."

"So, you found a doctor?"

"Yes. Diana and her mother have been going to him for years. He supposed to be really good."

The smile left his face. "I thought you were going with a female."

"No, I didn't tell you that."

"But Brenda we discussed it."

"Christian, we didn't discuss anything. And from what I hear, he is a great doctor. And that's all that matters to me."

"But I f*cking said females only."

"I am well aware what you said. But last time I checked, I am a fully grown woman. I will always respect your opinion, however it does not mean I'm going to live by it."

He was pissed, she could see it in his eyes.

"Look Christian. The man is a doctor. A DOCTOR. Chill out!"

"Ok, Brenda, I guess there isn't much, I can do about it."

She shook her head. "No there's not. I hope you realize, how ridiculous this whole conversation is?"

"Not to me. You are so f*cking gorgeous. He'll probably give you free exams, just to look at that beautiful p***y."

She burst into laughter. "The man is in his sixties, he isn't thinking about beautiful p***ies, he is in the business of healthy vaginas. That would be your area of expertise."

He smiled and shook his head. She walked over and kissed him. "Babe, he's just a doctor. I don't want to fight about this."

"I know it's just a doctor, and maybe I am acting a little crazy. But I don't know too many men, that want another man looking at their wife. I'm just bold enough to admit it."

"Maybe. Are we done with this topic?"

He nodded. "We're done."

"Good, let's go enjoy the final day of our vacation..."

Its been almost a week, since they've been back in Seattle. Christian went back to work, Brayden is in preschool, and Brenda was hard at work decorating their new house. She was not doing it alone, there was an interior decorator, who was working closely with her.

Besides that, Brenda really didn't have much to do. She really missed working and traveling. But she just could never leave Brayden, so modeling was not an option anymore.

After working out one morning, Brenda showered, dressed, and made plans to meet Diana.

They met at the coffee shop, that was next door to the salon.

Brenda walked in and smiled. "Diana!"

Diana stood up, and they hugged. "I haven't seen you in like forever!"

Brenda sat down. Diana had already ordered her a latte. "I know. It's a shame, because we live in the same city now. But I've just been so busy. We are getting ready to move, and I've been trying to get our new house in order. And then we went on the Caribbean trip." She took a sip of her latte. "But how have you been?"

Diana pulled her hair into a ponytail. "Fine."

"David?"

"He's great. Excited, because he's going to be a father."

Brenda's eyes widen. "What?!" Tears filled her eyes. "Really?!"

Diana nodded. "I just found out."

Brenda got up and hugged her. "I'm so happy for you. Congratulations." She sat back down. "Have you told your parents?"

"We are telling them tonight."

She grabbed Diana's hand. "I can't believe you're going to have a baby."

"Me either."

"You're going to be a great mother."

"I hope so."

Brenda slapped her hand. "You will, and I was just wondering why you were drinking water. Wow! I'm so excited!"

"Me too. So, how is Brayden?"

"He's fine. In preschool and loving it."

"And how is that husband of yours?"

"Christian is…..Christian. But he's fine."

Diana grinned. "When you told me you married him, I think I was in shock for a week."

Brenda laughed. "I can't believe it myself sometimes."

Diana shrugged. "But you're happy, I can tell, so that's all that matters."

"Yeah, I am. Life is very interesting as Mrs. Christian Grey. And thanks for being so supportive. You were the only one, that didn't lecture me. Thanks."

"At the end of the day it's your life. You can't help who you love."

Brenda sighed. "No, you can't…..."

Brenda spent the rest of the day, with the interior decorator. They picked out the countertops for the kitchen, as well as the colors for all the bedrooms. By the time she finished, it was time to pick up Brayden..

As soon as they got home, she started dinner.

She had given Miss Jones the night off, and decided to surprise Christian, with a meal cooked by her.

After she finished cooking, they took Tango out for a walk.

When they returned they ate dinner, and then it was time for Brayden's bath.

Brayden was tired, so she put him to bed. He asked her to read him a book, and she did, but he was sleep before she finished.

After Brayden went to sleep, Brenda showered, and tried to wait up for Christian, but she ended up going to sleep too.

It is later on that night…...

Christian slid in behind Brenda, and kissed her neck. "Brenda."

"Hmmm..."

"Wake up."

Her eyes opened, and she stretched. "What time is it?"

"A little after eleven."

She turned to face him. "Why are you so late?"

He leaned over and kissed her. "Baby, I was working."

"Did you already eat?"

"Yeah, I ate around seven. Had something delivered."

She pushed him. "Baaaabe, I cooked, especially for you."

"Really? Why didn't you call and tell me?"

"Because it was supposed to be a surprise."

He could see the disappointment on her face. "I'm sorry."

"Me too."

He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "You didn't call me…..at all today."

"Its been a busy day, and I figured you were busy too."

"I was, but I always want to hear from you. I looked in on Brayden. I hate getting home late….missed tucking him in."

She touched his face. "Well work on getting here earlier."

He nodded. "I tried, but ran into a problem."

"Yeah, right. That problem better not be, chasing one of your blonde assistants around the desk."

Christian laughed. "Never. They don't have anything I want."

"I hope you mean that."

"You think I'd cheat on you?"

Brenda stared into his eyes. "Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"No."

"Good girl and good answer. I would never cheat on you. And I'd never lie to you."

Brenda kissed him. "What time do you have to go in tomorrow?"

"I will be working from home tomorrow."

She smiled. "Really?

"Yeah."

She snuggled up against him. "Now, that makes me happy. I love having you around." She yawned.

He wrapped his arms around her. "Go back to sleep."

She nodded and closed her eyes.

Christian heard her breathing deepen. He was tired, but it was going to take him a little time to go to sleep, especially after the day he had.

He started thinking about the words, he'd heard her say. (I love you). He didn't even know how to respond to that, he was glad he didn't have to, because she didn't even know he was awake. So, he never mentioned it, and she never said it again. He cared for her, very deeply. That wasn't even an issue. He just never used those words, not even with his family. What if she did say it again? What was he supposed to say? He didn't want to hurt her…..

He got out of bed, without disturbing her, and left the room...

Brenda woke up, looked to her left, and sat up. Christian was gone. The bathroom light was off, so he was definitely not in there. She got out of bed, and made her way out of the room.

She went into the kitchen, and still didn't see him. And then she heard the piano. She walked in that direction.

She stood in the doorway, and watched as his fingers glided across the keys. He didn't see her. It was like he was pouring his soul into the piece he was playing. And it was so incredibly sad. Something was obviously bothering him. She didn't want to intrude, so she turned and left.

Brenda is back in bed. She tried to go back to sleep, but she was worried about Christian. (Was he missing his bachelor life? Was he bored with her? Did he change his mind about being a father, and a husband? Maybe he was cheating? But he said he was happy, was he lying?)

About thirty minutes later he walked back into the room. At first, she was going to pretend like she was asleep. But she turned and looked at him.

He smiled. "What are you doing up?" He slid in next to her, and pulled her closer.

"You left."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. And I tasted your chicken. It was really good."

"You really liked it?"

"I did. I put the rest in the refrigerator. It was that good. My Baby can cook." He leaned over and kissed her neck.

"Christian?"

"Hmmm?"

"Are you ok?"

He looked up at her. "Yeah, why?"

"Are you still happy?"

He sat up. "Of course I am, why?"

"When I woke up, and found you gone, I went looking for you. And I saw you playing the piano."

He had a confused look on his face. "Why didn't you say anything?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. You looked troubled."

"It had nothing to do with you."

"Are you sure?"

He cupped her chin. "Yeah Baby, I'm sure. I couldn't sleep, I was too wired, from working all day."

"Ok."

He fell back on the pillow. "You don't believe me?"

"I believe you."

He kissed her. She rested her head on his chest. She did not believe him. He said he would never lie to her, but he just did…...

It's the next morning. And Brenda has just finished showering and dressing. After dressing she headed into Brayden's room, to get him ready for school. Christian was still in bed when she left.

Miss Jones had already prepared Brayden's breakfast, so after she put on his clothes, she took him into the kitchen to eat. While he was eating, Brenda took Tango out for a walk.

When she got back, Christian was sitting at the table with Brayden, drinking a cup of coffee. Tango walked over and plopped down at Brayden's feet.

Brenda didn't say anything to Christian, which didn't go unnoticed by him. She walked over to the table, and ran her fingers through Brayden's hair. "Come on Sweetheart, it's time for school."

Brayden jumped down. "Ok, Mommy! I'm ready!" He looked over at Christian. "Come on Christian, aren't you coming?"

"Yeah, I'm coming…"

They have dropped off Brayden, and are now on their way back home.

Christian didn't know what was going on, but Brenda had hardly said two words to him.

"Brenda, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Like hell, you've hardly said two words to me. I just want to know what happened, between the time we went to bed, and the time we woke up?!"

"Nothing."

Christian was really getting pissed now. "Something is obviously wrong, and I have no idea what the f*ck it is. If you tell me what I did, maybe we can fix it. But you have to tell me first."

Brenda turned to him. "You lied to me."

"When?"

"Last night, when I asked you what was wrong. I don't think you were just tired from work. There was more to it than that."

Christian shook his head, and turned into the parking garage of their penthouse building. "It's nothing Brenda, and I don't want to talk about it."

"So, you're just not going to tell me?"

"I don't see the point."

"Ok, Christian. Mr. tell me, so we can talk about it."

He parked the car, and she got out. He sighed and followed.

She walked up to the elevator, pressed the code, the doors opened, and they both got on.

They make the trip up…..in silence.

The elevator doors open, and they exit.

Brenda went into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Then sat down at the counter.

Christian came in and sat down next to her. After making them breakfast, Miss Jones left, because she could feel the tension.

Christian spoke first. "I'm telling you Brenda, it's nothing."

"If you are cheating on me, you better tell me now."

Christian ran his fingers through his hair. "Brenda, would you shut the f*ck up, about that cheating sh*t! I would never cheat on your a**!"

"Don't talk to me like that Christian."

"I would if you stop saying stupid sh*t."

Brenda stood up. "It's not stupid sh*t! You are lying to me, I can feel it."

Christina leaned back in his chair. "You are really making a motherf*cking mountain out of a mole hill."

"If something is bothering you, and it has something to do with me…..us, I want to know."

Christian buried his face into his hands, and sighed. Then looked at her. "You really want to know?"

"Yes, Christian I do."

"Do you remember the day you were sick?"

She nodded. "Yes."

He continued. "We were in bed together. I think you thought I was sleeping or something, but anyway….I heard you say…." He couldn't even say the words.

Brenda stared at him for a moment, and that's when it dawned on her. "You heard me say, I love you?"

He nodded.

"And that made you feel uncomfortable?"

He didn't say anything.

Brenda continued. "I didn't mean for you to hear it, and I'm sorry if you felt uncomfortable. You should have just told me. I won't say it again, and I do not expect for you to say it back, if that's what you are worried about. I'm very well aware of who I married. That's just not who you are. So it's done, and we don't have to talk about this again."

She left.

Brenda grabbed her keys and headed for the door.

The doors of the elevator opened and she got on. Tango followed her. She didn't mind, she needed the company….

She returned a couple of hours later. She ended up going to the park, and to the market. She didn't see Christian when she returned. He was probably in his office. She was a little tired, because she hadn't gotten much rest the night before. She got undressed and crawled into bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep.

About thirty minutes into her nap, she was awakened by something warm and wet, in between her legs. She reached down and ran her fingers through Christian's hair, and moaned. He pushed her legs back further, opening her up even more. His tongue felt so good.

He was apologizing, and he was saying it in his own special way. He clamped down on her button, and flicked his tongue up against it. She felt his finger enter her, and that pushed her over the edge.

She grabbed a handful of the sheets, arched her back, and came.

He moved up her body, kissing her stomach, breasts, and neck along the way. He was already naked, and she felt his hard member pressing up against her stomach. He kissed her lips softly and looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry."

"For what? Not loving me."

"Brenda, don't say that."

"It's the truth Christian. I never thought I'd fall in love with a man, who was incapable of loving me back."

"Why do you feel that way? Do those three words mean that much to you?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"They shouldn't. I adore you, you know that. Don't I treat you like it?"

She couldn't lie. "Yes."

He kissed her. "Baby, I don't want this to continue to be a problem for us."

"I told you it wouldn't be."

"But you are looking at me differently. That sh*t is bothering me."

"It just happened this morning, Christian."

"Brenda, I don't use those words, because my crackwh*re mother use to say them to me. I told you, it has nothing to do with you."

Brenda stared into his gray eyes, and she could see the hurt in them. "I'm sorry….I had no idea."

"Baby, it's not your fault. I'm just fifty shades of f*cked up. It has nothing at all to do with you. That crackwh*re use to say those words to me, and she didn't mean them. Brenda, if I ever start treating you like I don't give a f*ck, then we have a problem. Let my actions speak for me."

She nodded, lifted her head, and kissed him.

He broke the kiss. "And don't ever stop talking to me. Whatever it is….whatever it is…..we talk it out." She nodded, and he kissed her again.

He reached down and placed himself between her legs, pushing into her. She bit his lip and moaned his name.

He sat up, and looked down at her, as his speed increased, and her moans got louder. He pulled all the way out of her. "Damn you feel good." He leaned down, and licked her from her a**hole, up to her button. He spat on her love, and quickly entered her again. He reached up, grabbed her breast hard, then started slapping them, alternating, as he f*cked her…

Brenda is lying on her stomach.

Christian reached over and grabbed her a**, smacking it hard. "Have I ever told you, how nice your a** is?"

She smiled. "That would be yes. You have been trying to get in it, since I met you."

He leaned over and kissed it, biting each cheek.

"Christian, why did you spit on me?"

"Because you felt so good. You didn't like it?"

"I didn't have time to think about it. " She grinned. "I feel like I'm in this never ending porn movie, and we are the stars."

He laughed and started kissing her back. "If you don't like something, tell me."

"I think I liked it, that's the problem. You are turning me into a freak."

"It gets better."

"How is that even possible?"

He leaned over and kissed her. "Baby, you have no idea..."