I hear a scream, waking up instantly and realizing it was from the TV. Breathing heavily, I shut off the re-run of Criminal Minds and look over to see it's just past midnight. Where's Christian? I jump up from the couch and follow the similar path he took earlier, going into his study.
The door is closed shut, so I softly knock and wait for him to answer. When there's no response, I swiftly push the door open and find Christian haunched over, going through hundreds of papers.
"Hi." I whisper. He glances up, his whole face lightening up, but he looks exhausted. "I knocked, but.."
Christian sighs, and leans back into his chair, waving his hand for me to come towards him. I sashay over to him and fall into his lap, and start running my fingers through his hair. He hums in appreciation, closing his eyes, placing kisses along my neck.
"I need you." Christian says those three words and I'm immediately an willing participant.
I rise up from him, stripping off my pants and along with my panties. He wraps his arm around my waist, pulling back towards him. I bring my legs on either side of him and start unzipping his jeans. Meanwhile, he runs his fingers over my clit and smirks.
"Always wet and ready, Miss. Steele." he teases.
His hand comes between us and he lines himself up, rubbing the tip of his length back and forth along my center. As he continues to tease me, he looks down at me in almost complete awe. I raise my hips as the length of his shaft slide between my legs, coating him in my arousal.
"Ana." Christian breathes, holding himself still at my entrance.
There it is; the rising heat inside of me as he says my name. As he look me in the eyes, he pushes himself inside of me. Even though he stretches me and fills me wholly, he slides in effortlessly and I lose my breath for a moment as our bodies become one. The initial sensation of coming together is like no other feeling in the world; so overwhelmingly intimate and pleasurable.
As Christian holds my gaze, he begins moving inside of me. His hips rock back and forth slowly; making sure that I feel each hot inch of him. And I do. My entire body trembles with delight at the sensation of having him inside of me…and at the fact that I'm falling for him.
"I love being inside of you." he murmurs. "You're so beautiful."
"Christian."
I feel so overwhelmed as the words leave his lips and he lowers his head to kiss me. Despite the hot and frantic movements of his hips, his kiss is slow and sensual. It's the type of kiss that makes my heart race and stomach flutter. His body is so hot and close, and each time he moves his hips forward, his pubic bone brushes over my clit.
As he continues to kiss me, I come apart beneath him; holding on tightly to his hands while my body tenses and shakes. Christian grunts loudly as I spasm around him, yet he still manages to keep his pace. I watch as the vein on the left side of his neck surfaces, and comes below me with a loud sigh of relief.
"Fuck." Christian mutters under his breath as he pins his forehead to mine and our noses graze.
I can feel his muscles tremble against my body and I know that he's in the same cocoon of pleasure that I'm in; completely relaxed and so warm. He kisses my lips and slides his hand under my sweater, stroking my backside.
"You feel better?" I ask and he smiles.
"Much. I swear, with you it gets better every time." Christian laughs breathlessly.
I smirk, and he's right. Sex with Christian does seem to get better each time and I'm certain that it's because our feelings for one another are becoming stronger. Being intimate with Christian is much more than just pleasure. It's about being as close to one another as we can possibly be. There are still times when my feelings take me by surprise and scare me, but I've become much more accepting of them recently. Time's moving us forwards to a place that I want to be; a place that I want to be for a long time.
"You're thinking." Christian's soft voice breaks the silence.
"Yes, but all good." I smile as I mimic his own words from earlier.
We both lay still and quiet as we revel in our sexual aftermath.
"Shall we have a bath?" I nod and after a few seconds, he moves from beneath me, leading me to the bedroom. Christian disappears into the bathroom, while I get rid of my sweater and bra.
I listen as water gushes from the taps and know that a hot bath will do us some good. As Christian's head appears from behind the door, nodding for me to come and join him, I walk over to the bathroom.
The bath was white and took up most of the room; brimming with bubbles as steam rose from the tub. Christian stands at the side and I take a moment to take in his naked form. He's so tall and well-sculpted; both toned and chiseled. As soon as I walk over to him, his hands are around my waist and his lips are on mine, guiding me into the bath with him.
I laugh as we stand in the water and he kisses me playfully, before twisting me around so that my back is against his front. Christian's legs settle either side of mine as we sit down and I instantly relax into him.
There's something so intimate about sharing a bath with somebody. The closeness of his body as the water laps around us was so comforting- even more so with his hands around my front.
"I'm sorry I left you alone for so long." he murmurs against my neck.
"It's fine." I whisper. "You did make up for it back there in the study." He laughs against my skin as he nuzzles his nose into the nook between my neck and shoulder.
"I aim to please, Miss. Steele." Christian smirks and I turn my head to look over my shoulder, and as I did, he closes the space between us and presses his lips to mine.
We clean up from our bath and I finish drying my hair in the bathroom. I pile up the towels and toss them into the laundry bin. As I walk out, Christian's on the bed with his eyes shut and his hands behind his head, propping him up slightly. He remains naked from the bath and I smirk as I shamelessly run my eyes between his legs.
"You know it's rude to stare." he mutters, smirking.
"I was admiring." With his eyes still shut, he raises his eyebrows and I see his mouth ends twitch upwards amusedly as I crawl over the bed and lay at his side.
"Off." Christian orders. I hum curiously and he pulls at the lower hem of my t-shirt.
"You want me to take it off?"
"I hate clothes and I love your body."
I pull it over my head and throw it across the room to where my suitcase is before lowering my back to the sheets. Christian's appreciation of my body makes me feel so much more attractive. I want to lie with him naked; to feel every inch of his body against my own. He turns to face me and opens his eyes, running his hands over my waist and lower back as he pulls me towards him.
"Better." His lips close over mine and we fall into a hot and lazy kiss; laughing every now and then as we playfully tease one another.
As his hands move over me, I can sense that he's becoming restless. He pulls my right leg over his waist and I can feel his cock beginning to stir against my thigh. I smirk and he breathes a laugh, hot and shaky against my lips. Reaching between us, I take his hardening shaft in m hand and hold him at my entrance. Our eyes lock as he slowly nudges himself in, both sighing heavily as he fills me inch by inch.
We stay close against one another in that position until we both come and I drift off almost instantaneously; soothed by the soft and rhythmic sounds of Christian's breathing and the warmth of his arms around me.
I slowly awake, and I'm curled against Christian with my back against his chest and his leg draped over mine. I'm so hot beneath the sheets and try to wriggle free to allow me to push the sheets from my body.
"You're so nice and warm." Christian sighs as he stirs behind me.
"Warm is an understatement. I'm borderline sweating." I laugh.
"I like you hot and sweaty." I feel his lips spread across the back of my neck as he smiles, before kissing my shoulder. As he throws the covers from us, I push myself back against him; laughing as his lips attack my neck. He smells divine; a mixture of faded musk and warm flesh.
"We should get up and have breakfast. I have a meeting at noon." he mumbles half-heartedly, and I can tell that he doesn't mean it.
"We should," I whisper, feeling him hard against my back. "Or we could.." He lowers his lips to mine and kisses me as we indulge one another once again.
We make it down for breakfast with 30 minutes to spare before his meeting. The kitchen is filled with every type of breakfast food known to man. And I pile all my favorites onto my plate; pancakes, waffles, bacon, and sausage. Meanwhile, Christian sticks to a Spanish omelet.
Christian has changed into a nice, tailored black suit without a tie, while I'm wearing a white button up shirt tucked into a black skirt.
By the time we finished breakfast, it was time for Christian to leave. He left me completely spent with a passionate, wet kiss goodbye. As I'm left alone in the apartment for the first time, well along with Sawyer. I decide to go shopping and spend half or maybe all of my week's paycheck.
I grab my jean jacket and place on my fedora, following Sawyer down to the main entrance. He has the car parked in the front, but I want to walk to all of shops, which makes him sulk. As we arrive to the first shop, I dive right in and buy a few necessities.
We continue on to many other places, but then, I stop to have some lunch at a small café. Sawyer remains near the door, while I wait for my order. My phone buzzes and I read a text from Christian saying he misses me. I grin, and reply with a smiley face. As I look up, it's like a scene right out of a movie and everything is in slow motion as I stare at the person right in front of me, with my eyes wide open.
"Ana?" I could never forget that voice.
"Matt." He still looks the same with his short, dirty blonde hair and green eyes. His body is more muscular and fits nicely into his gray suit.
"I can't believe- What? How? Why?" he chuckles, shaking his head.
"I'm with my-" Wait. Is Christian my boyfriend? He stares at me, waiting for me to answer. I decide to go with the friendship thing. "I'm with my friend on a business trip. What about you? Wait, stupid question." We both laugh.
"My law firm is just down the street and this is where I grab my lunch. So how are things?" I smile.
"They're good. How about you?"
"Just have been busy. While you're in town, we should grab dinner." he suggests, and I bite my lip.
"I don't think that's such a good idea." Matt frowns and sighs.
"Ana, I know how we left things in Seattle were kind of bad." I laugh sarcastically and shake my head. Suddenly, I become angry and upset, thinking about what happened just last year.
"Bad? You broke my heart and chose your job over me. I'm sorry, Matt. But no." I hear my name for my order called and snatch it from the counter.
"Ana, let me explain."
"Goodbye, Matt." I turn around and walk out, leaving him behind like I did the last time. But somehow, it hurts a little bit more.