Sorry, I posted so late, but lemons as promised.
Anastasia's POV:
We go through the doors of the elevator and Christian pulls me into the bedroom.
"Not here," I whisper in his ear.
"Where?" He whispers back and nibbles on my earlobe.
"Playroom, Sir" I bit down on my lip, and he grabs my hand.
"You're doing that on purpose, aren't you?" He says pulling the key out of his pocket and unlocking the door.
"I don't know. What are you talking about, sir?" I bat my eyelashes at him, and he inhales sharply.
"I think you know what you're doing. Don't worry, I'll get you back."
"Whatever you say, sir." His mouth drops open.
"Take off your dress." I undo the zipper and let it fall to the floor. "Sit by the door." I get into the submissive stance. He walks over to his chest of treasures and ruffles through the drawers. I want to look up and see what he's grabbing, but I stay put. I am so excited. I need this. It feels like forever since we've been in here. Wow. Never in a million years did I think I would crave this.
"Stand." I hear pulling me out of my thoughts. I hadn't realised he was in front of me. I do as I'm told and stand up keeping my head down.
"You may look at me." I look into his eyes which are burning with desire.
"Lie face up on the bed." I walk towards the bed and decide to taunt him a bit. I climb onto the bed and crawl over the top waving my arse in the air before turning over flat on my back.
"That—you're going to pay for." I hear him say and I can feel him smile.
"Whatever do you mean, sir?"
"Oh, you know. I am going to restrain you now tell me if it's too tight." I nod, and he cuffs my wrists to the bedposts. He moves down to my legs starting with the left. When he retrains the right leg, I yelp.
"It's a little tight, sir."
"Sorry." He readjusts it "That better?"
"Yes, sir." I'm getting better with calling him 'sir'.
"Now Anastasia what am I going to do with you?" He says trailing his finger from my cheek down between my cleavage to the top of her underwear. My hips rear up, begging.
"Oh no no no. Not yet, Anastasia." Christian grabs either side of my face and kisses me harshly, his tongue begging for entry into my mouth. Once I give in, he slips his tongue into my mouth circling around mine before pulling away. Christian climbs on the bed and straddles me. Still in his dress pants, white shirt and bow tie, which is undone, but hanging around his neck. I am almost disappointed he's not wearing his usual tattered jeans, but that would mean I had to wait. His erection presses into me sending pleasure right to my core. He looks at me with a smirk. I wonder what's going on inside that head of his. I guess I'll find out soon enough.
Still looking into my eyes, he places his hand on my naked stomach and moves up to my breast, cupping me over my bra.
"I didn't think this through," Christian says frustrated. "Do you care about this bra?" I look at him confused.
"Yes, sir." He looks at me.
"Well, I'll buy you a new one." He pulls out his keys and the Swiss army knife attached to it. He cuts both straps and unhooks my bra from the back throwing it across the room. He grabs my breast and slowly brushes his thumb over my nipple. His eyes still locked onto mine. I bite down on my lip purposely and moan. He gazes at me for a few more moments before bringing his lips down onto my nipple. He sucks and nips at it. Christian hand moves down back over my torso and leaves a light trail with his finger over my sex and back up again. He moves over to my left nipple sucking and biting as he did with the right. Again, his hand travels over my sex, and a loud moan escapes my lips. He kisses up my neck and gently nibbles my earlobe. Oh god, this is torture.
"I want to make you come like this, but I have other plans for you," he whispers in my ear. My need for him grows larger. It's like a pit in my stomach, and I need relief. He climbs off the bed and strolls over to the chest.
"Oh, the plans I have for you, Miss Steele." I bite my lip in anticipation. I hear him walking over to me, and once he gets closer, I see a long white stick with a white round end at the top. I wonder what that is. It looks scary.
"Don't worry this doesn't go inside you." Phew! "This is called the Hitachi Magic Wand. It can be intense, so I want you to tell me your safe words."
"Peaches and cream, sir."
"Peaches if you're reaching your limit and cream if you want me to stop."
"Yes, Sir" He slowly unbuttons his shirt before getting any closer. He looks wonderful. Pure lust flows through me. He straddles me again but lowers down on my legs.
"It looks like I'll have to buy you a new pair of underwear also." He says before ripping my panties. "I think you're going to like this." He says with a devilish grin before thrusting two fingers inside me. "So ready for me."
"Yes, sir." He pulls out and sucks on his fingers.
"You taste divine, Anastasia." Christian flips the switch on the toy, and it starts buzzing. It takes me a moment to realise that it's a vibrator. I look into his eyes, and suddenly the vibrator is against my clitoris. Holy crap!
It is so intense, but it feels incredible. I push up on the vibrator and let out a loud moan. Why is he just using this on me now? I understand how this could be intense, but it is amazing. Christian moves so he is on top of me the vibrator still firmly placed against my clitoris. His lips are hovering just above mine. I feel his lips twitch and realising how much he's enjoying this takes me to another level. I moan again, and Christian's grey eyes are burning into mine. He pushes the vibrator harder against me, and I start to quiver beneath him.
"Not yet, Anastasia." He commands, but I'm not sure how. I try and concentrate on not coming. I am moaning loudly and uncontrollably. My mind is scattered, but I am holding on. I am throbbing and can feel my climax. So close. Why doesn't he want me to come? He moves his hand down and unzips his fly and quickly thrusts into me. Oh, that's why. The vibrator is still pressed against me as he thrusts in and out. "Come, baby." He commands, and I let go. Christian mouth comes down on to mind as I ride out my orgasm. Once I've calmed down I start to build up again. How is this possible?
Christian thrusts into me over and over again and again. I curl my toes as another orgasm ripples through me. This is the most intense orgasm I've ever had. Christian thrust into me two more times before letting go. He collapses on top of me as we catch our breath. Christian Grey is on top of me still buried in me as I am tied to a four-poster bed. He pulls out and undoes my restraints. I am still wearing my heels, stocking and garter belt. He comes over to be with cream and rubs both my ankles and my wrists. He grabs a robe for the bathroom and carries me into our bedroom placing me on the bed I fall asleep almost instantly.