Happy valentines day my lovely darlings.
Anastasia's POV:
It's Friday today and I wake up smiling again. Having Christian back home has been a huge comfort to me. I open my eyes and see that Christian is gone, but there was a huge vase with twelve, five foot long stem roses. I gasp in amazement. I take a picture and post it on my Instagram account. I never wanted to use Instagram, but I got several requests from the fans of my book that I agreed. I don't know why people are so interested in my life. I may be with Christian Grey, but I am still Ana plain and tall. I make the caption 'My fiancé is a hopeless romantic. Happy Valentine's Day to you all'. I stand up and look at the card.
You are still the only woman I have sent flowers. I look forward to giving you all my love tonight.
I roll my eyes and continue reading.
I will get you back for that eye roll Miss Steele. I love you. Xoxo
-CG
How the fuck does he do that? I smile and get into the shower. I wash my hair and body before letting the hot water cascade over me. I hesitate getting out, but I'm hungry and I want to dry my hair before I eat. I step out and wrap one of the fluffy towels around my body. I towel dry my hair before stepping over to the counter and pulling the hair dryer out of the bottom drawer. I put the settings on the highest heat and dry my hair. It takes about fifteen minutes and thanks to mynew shampoo, it's no frizzy. I head into the closet and pull on a pair of roots sweat pants sans underwear and a grey t-shirt. I leave the bedroom and walk to the kitchen where Wellington greets me. Gail has made me some oatmeal with fresh berries. She leaves me to eat and heads into Taylor's office. Both of the boys now have their casts off, but Taylor is still upset that they gave him a pink one.
I eat quickly and go into my office. I have been working from home until my office at Grey House is ready. Monday, the first of the salons is to reopen and I have made Tyler's mother the manager. She has been out of work since the arrest of Elena and deserves something good. She was absolutely overjoyed when I called to tell her. On Monday, Charlie and I will also be going to the salon to learn how to give manicures and pedicures. I have changed the name to Rose Salons and have made sure the press know it is under new management. I hope we can get some of the old clients and new ones. Since everything seems to be in order for the opening, I decide to look at Grey Publishing.
I look over profits for the past ten years and notice there hasn't been much change. I have so many ideas I decide to write them down.
Grey Publishing
· E-Books
· More editors
· Better publicity
· Childrens books
· New locations
Those are going to be the first three things I work out. It is also going to be announced publicly that Raymond Steele Inc will be the new owner of Grey Publishing. Christian has promised to me there when I make the statement. All of the staff members are aware of the change and Roach was shocked. Everyone was required to sign a new NDA. My new task is looking over all the background checks on the staff. I am not going to tolerate use of drugs or anyone with a criminal background. I am learning so many new things about. Christian has kindly let me utilize Welch when I need to. I laugh as I read about the multiple security changes Grey Publishing went though after Christian bought it. My over protective Fifty. When I leave my office for lunch, I see a package on the breakfast bar next to my plate. This seems rather familiar. I open the box and as I suspected there was a dress. It is a red floor length cowl neck dress with a slip up the front. Oh my lord!
Next, I pull out a pair of silver shoes with hearts all over them. Christian, or I should say Carolyn, thinks of everything. I smile and back everything back into the box and take another picture of Instagram with the caption 'My fiancé has a surprise for me this evening. I wonder what it is. Xoxo' I post the picture and start eating my lunch. I look through the box again to see if there is a card, but nothing. I want to know what's Christian and I are to do tonight. Oh well. I wash my dish before going back into my office. I read over more background checks. Everything seems to be in order. Around three, someone slips an envelope under my door. I walk over carefully and look outside for the person, but they are gone. I open the red envelope and pull out a card.
I know the angels hand crafted you for me, Anastasia. I love you more than life itself. I am counting the seconds until I see you tonight. Be ready to be picked up at six. Yours, Christian.
I smile and work until five. I send any concerns to Charlie before going into my room. Someone has moved the package onto my bed. I try and fail a couple of times before I get a perfect ballerina bun on the top of my head. I fix some fly ways on my fringe and go into my closet and pick out some lingerie. I pull on a red Victoria's Secret lingerie set with black stockings. I next pull on the dress then the shoes. I do a more natural make up look at finish right at six. Taylor, Luke and Gail gasp in astonishment as they see me.
"Look at you." Gail says in a very motherly tone. I blush as they all complement me.
"I don't suppose any of you will tell me what Christian has planned?"
"We've been sworn to secrecy." I pout and Taylor, Luke and Gail step into the elevator with me which is even more confusing. When we get into the car, Gail passes me a blindfold.
"Is the necessary?" I am taking it from her hand. It's red and in the shape of two hearts. One says Christian and the other says Anastasia. How cute. Gail helps me put it on without messing up my hair. Next, I feel her slip headphones on me and I sigh. What the fuck is he planning? She puts the volume up as high as it goes. The song I've had the time of my life by bill medley comes on. Oh he's good. I smile and sing along. If they're making me do this, they can put up with my singing.
I feel the car start to move and continue singing along. Next, Whitney Huston starts singing I will always love you. Christian is a natural born romantic. The song that is play as the car comes to a stop and I am brought out and taken up a set of stairs is endless love. What the fuck is going on? I feel strong arms wrap around me as I reach the top and lead me into a soft comfortable chair. Next, he pulls off the head phones and it sounds like I'm on a plane. I grab my mask and pull it off and see Christian standing in front of me. He is dressed formally and is wearing a tuxedo. I look around and find out I am right. I am on Christian's private jet. I am sitting in a dark brown leather chair. There is another one facing me and two to my left. I look behind me and there are two more chairs directly behind me and another one to its left. Behind the chair is a soft plush couch and a door.
"Is this yours?"
"Yes."
"It's beautiful."
"Thank you. I have one for surprise." He points to the door, which opens. Kate, Elliot, Ethan, Mia, Charlie, Luke, Gail and Taylor shuffle out. "Christian, this is wonderful." I stand to my feet and wrap my arms around his neck. I place a chaste kiss on his lips before saying hello to everyone. They are all dressed up as well and I wonder what the point of it is. We're on a plane. We all take our seats and prepare for takeoff. Christian fastens me seat belt as usual. Kate is to my left and Christian is in front of me. Mia and Ethan occupy the seats right behind us and Gail, Charlie, Luke, and Taylor are on the couch. From what I can hear, Gail and Charlie are discussing the wedding, which reminds me.
"Kate and Mia." They turn in my direction. "How would you feel about going shopping for my wedding dress in New York?"
"Ahhh." They both shriek.
"I take that as a yes."
"Definitely." Kate says. The plane jolts as we start to move. The plane taxis to the runway and I smile at Christian.
"Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise." He says with a smirk.
"I don't have anything with me, Christian. I don't even have my passport."
"Yes you do." Kate says pulling it from her purse.
"What about clothes. I can't wear this dress the whole time."
"Carolyn Acton put together a vacation wardrobe."
"I see." All I need is more clothing. I grab the chair tightly as the plane picks up speed. I release my grasp once we are at a steady altitude.
"Don't like flying?"
"I've never flown before."
"Really?"
"Yup."
"Well I want to show you my favourite part of the plane." I look at him quizzically, but he grasps my hands and pulls me from my seat. We step into a bathroom and I stare at him. He opens another door, which leads into a bedroom. It's beautiful. It's all white except for the black pillows on the bed. There is just enough room to change beside the bed, which takes up the entire room.
"Now, Miss Steele, I want to get you out of this dress."
"But what about?" He puts his finger to his mouth and I stop talking.
"Arms up." I do as I'm told and he grabs the hem of my dress and slowly pulls it off. He nods in approval staring at my lingerie. I blush and bite my lip. "You know what that does to me Anastasia." In a blink of an eye I am lying face up on the bed and Christian is staring down at me. He takes off his jacket and shirt before straddling me. Christian grinds his hips into mine at a snail's pace. Christian has a smirk plastered on his face. He doesn't play fair. Desire pools between my thighs. I bite my lip to stifle a moan. I don't want to give him the satisfaction. I can feel myself building and Christian suddenly stops.
"What the fuck?" I shout frustrated. He smiles and his burning gray eyes gaze into mine. He kisses from my neck down to my collar bone. Sweet, soft kisses. He stops again for a moment to unhook my bra before latching himself onto my left nipple. He cups my other breast while lightly biting my nipple.
He switches to my other nipple and I unravel beneath him calling out his name. Once my breathing is ragged as I come down from my orgasm. I see him looking at me with his devilish smirk and he hesitates for just a moment before pulling my panties down just enough to give him access. I guess he doesn't want to take the time to undo the straps on my waist clincher. Christian unzips his fly and thrusts into me. Filling me sweetly.
"You're so tight." he whispers in my ear as he thrusts into me again and I moan.
"Again?"
"Yes, sir." he thrusts into me again, but doesn't stop. I feel myself building again I try and fend off my inevitable orgasm as long as I can, but I splinter into a million pieces again. My mind is scattered all over the room and when I come to Christian is lying on top of me. He brushes some hair behind my ear and plants a sweet kiss on my lips.
"We'd better get back to the others." I pout and he passes me my bra and dress. I pull up my panties and put on my bra before standing up to put on my dress. Once Christian is ready, we both join the others once more. I catch a quick glimpse of myself in the mirror. After sex glow, flushed cheeks, messy hair there is no way they don't know we just had sex. Everyone turns to us when we make out entrance.
"See, Mia, I told you. Where's my fifty bucks?" Elliot says and I turn the colour of the playroom. Kate, Charlie, Luke, and Elliot start clapping. I decide to milk this so I take a bow before taking my seat. The stewardess brings Christian and I some champagne and we toast to finding each other. We eat some sushi and I fall asleep. When I wake up, Christian has his arms wrapped around me and is fast asleep. I close my eyes and go back to sleep smiling. Gail comes to wake us up to say were landing. Once we land, we shuffle out of the plane. It's warm, but dark. Once we're all off, the young happy African American woman smiles and cheerfully says, "Welcome to the Bahamas." Bahamas? Bahamas? Christian has taken me to The Bahamas. We walk in twos inside the customs building. The process is fast and we are taken outside where a stretch hummer is waiting for us. I am taken by surprise when we pull up to a beautiful house. The house is a pale yellow with dark green shutters and chestnut colour windowpanes. The guest house and where the staff sleep is in the front with a beautiful house just behind it. We are taken through huge glass doors and greeted by a young Filipino couple.
"Hi my name is George and this is my wife Wilma." We go through introductions before they show us to our rooms. Christian and I get the master bedroom, which has two walk in closets and two bathrooms. In front of our room is a cute office with a half moon desk. Mia and Ethan are in a yellow room with a canopy bed; Luke and Charlie are is a striped blue room with a four poster bed. I don't get a chance to see Kate and Elliot's or Taylor and Gail's because they are staying in two of the rooms that are in the guest house.
"Whose house is this? I ask he helps me unpack my clothes.
"Don't get mad, but this is ours."
"Why would I get mad? This house is beautiful."
"You usually get mad." I scowl at him and he laughs. "Sorry." We I pull off my dress and take of my shoes and lie down on the bed and wait for Christian. It's two in the morning, but I'm not tired yet. He turns the corner out of his closet and he fixes his gaze on me.
"Ready for more?"
"Yes, sir." I get to my feet and confidently stride over to him. I pull off his white t-shirt and his checkered pyjama bottoms. In one swift moment, his pants are off and I'm on my knees. I grab his semi hard erection and massage it to life. I wrap my lips around his fully hard erection and Christian places his hands on the back of my head. Gently he guides me further down his shaft. Thankfully I have been blessed enough not to have a gag reflex or I'd be chocking. Christian starts to pick up his pace until he is fucking my mouth. I don't find I've always found this rather relaxing though I'd never tell that to Christian. He lets go of me and groans. "Agh." Obviously he's happy so I keep up with what I'm going. I can feel his dick pulsing and I know he's close.
"Ana, unless you want me to come in your mouth, stop." He says rapidly and I know why. Seconds later he grips my hair. I feel a warm salty liquid slide down my throat. I look up at him lick my lips then smile. He's still trying to catch his breath as he pulls me to my feet.
"Damn, Anastasia what has gotten into you?"
"Other than you, sir?" His eyes widen at my words and smirks.
"I don't know what it is, but I like it. Come."
"Oh I fully intend to, sir." This time his mouth drops open and I ignore him. Walking over to the bed, I stand beside is and wait for my orders. He walks over to me with the same confidence I had done earlier and kisses me. A melt in your mouth, butterflies in your stomach kiss. His tongue finds its way to mine and it's almost as if they are dancing. As he pulls away, he gently tugs at my bottom lip.
"Let's get you naked." He starts with my bra and grazes his teeth over my still sensitive nipple. He moves on to the other, which is just as sensitive. I moan and the ache in my nether regions becomes amplified. Oh my! Christian pulls away too soon and I pout. He undoes the four clasps attaching the clincher to my stockings and rolls them off with ease. He undoes the back clasps and lets it fall to the floor. He pushes me back onto the bed and climbs on top of me. He attacks me neck, sucking and biting me like a vampire. I know they are going to be visible tomorrow, but I don't care. I moan in pleasure as he reaches my collar bone. He grinds into me so perfectly as he grazes his teeth over my nipple. He doesn't give my breasts the attention he normally does knowing they must be sensitive.
He kisses down my torso to just above my underwear. "Are you wet?"
"Yes, sir."
"I want to hear you say it, Anastasia."
"Yes, sir, I am wet." He pushes his nose into my sex inhaling deeply.
"You smell divine. It has been too long since I tasted you, Anastasia." With that, he pulls down my thong. He moves my legs wider apart. He blows up the length of my sex and it feels magnificent.
"Oh please, Christian."
"I never tire you hearing you beg. Since you asked so nicely." Christian attacks my clitoris. He circles his tongue around it twice before sucking it hard.
"Ahh." I cry out, but he doesn't stop. Around and around again and again. I feel like I'm going to explode. He slips a finger inside of me and I moan.
I try and hold on I don't want to let go yet, but Christian doesn't give me the option. I am still in my post orgasm state, when Christian thrusts into me and I start to build again. His thrusts are fast and hard. Soon I fall into oblivion once more. He collapses on top of me and I run my finger up and down his spine.
"Four." He mutters and look at him like a confused puppy dog. "Four orgasms since the start of the trip. That's how many I've given you."
"I've only given you three."
"Care you make a competition out of it?"
"You know very well I can't say no to that."
"If I win, I get a full TPE weekend."
"You know, if you want it so badly, I'll do it, Christian."
"This way is more fun."
"Very true. If I win, no sex a month before our wedding."
"Why would you want to do that?"
"So it makes out honey moon that much better."
"I don't like it, but we have a deal."
"Excellent. Care to kiss on it?"
"Very much." He places a rough kiss on my lip before standing up.
"Can you grab me the black lace baby doll and my black lace underwear?" I ask and he heads into my closet. He throws it to me and I pull them on before going to brush my teeth. I crawl into be beside Christian and place my head on his chest and fall asleep.
When I wake up in the morning, Christian is nowhere to be found. I put on a bra, white shirt and a pair of jean shorts and walk downstairs. I notice the carpets in the two sitting rooms are hand painted and there is an office with a wonderful library, which is already full of books. The whole gang is separated in two groups sitting at the two different dining tables eating breakfast. I sit beside Christian and give him a kiss. Wilma brings me a plate with pancakes, bacon, and fresh fruit. All of which are delicious. The girls and I decide to tan out back to when breakfast is over we head upstairs to change. I find Christian in the shower and I remember the bet we made last night. I undress quickly in the closet and head into the bathroom where his is naked. I step in and startle him. Once he sees me I drop to my knees and suck him off of completion. "We're tied now." I stay before jumping out wrapping a towel around myself and heading into my closet. Thanks to Christian I am not longer ashamed of my scars, which are looking better after some treatments. I pull on an adorable pink bathing suit and a sheer black cover up before skipping out of the room. I am the last one down they notice my wet hair, but don't say anything. I apply some sun screen and head back inside the library and pick out a book. I grab the book Still Alice and head outside again. I climb onto the circular daybed where Kate is already tanning and open my book. Once my skin starts to look pink I head into one of the sitting rooms and continue reading. The book is about a professor at Harvard who gets Alzheimer.
"Anastasia." Christian says calling back to this world.
"Yes, Christian?"
"Do you want to go biking around the island?"
"Sure." I put my book on the table, which is an old table with piece of glass on top. "Let me grab my shoes." When I come back down, I notice how good he looks. He is dressed in a pair or flip flops, coral coloured shorts and a white t-shirt. He puts on a pair of Ray Ban aviators and hands me a pair as well.
"I should go put some more sun screen on." I say and run outside. I put fifty SPF on this time and tell the girls I'm going for a bike ride. Christian leads me into the garage and points to a pale blue beach cruiser.
"That's yours." I climb on and ride out to the street and wait for Christian. We ride side by side and he points out the different hotels to me. The island it small and only takes an hour with detours. It's time for lunch when we get back, which is good because I'm starved.
"What does everyone want to do tonight?" Christian asks. I know nothing about the island, but everyone else had the opportunity to read up on it before we came.
"I want to go to Nobu to eat and Aura the club." Kate says and Mia agrees. Charlie , Gail and I are indifferent so after dinner Christian makes reservations for us to go. I decide to go for a swim in the ocean off the dock after lunch. The weather is perfect and the water is warm. Christian throws me goggles and snorkel before joining me. I must look like a fool, but whatever. We are joined by Luke and Charlie as we looks at fish and conch shells. I take one out of the water and George says he'll clear it out so I can take home. I didn't know there was something living inside. Apparently conch fritters are something really common here in The Bahamas. I put on more sun screen before cuddling up next to Christian outside. I don't remember falling asleep, but I wake up as Christian is carrying me up the stairs. He places me gently on the bed before tucking me in.
"You have another hour to sleep before you have to get ready." I smile at him and leave the room. The bike ride and swimming exhausted me and I fall asleep again in no time at all. I wake up with a moan and am confused at first, but Christian is at the apex of my thighs.
"Well this is a nice way to wake up." I mutter and can feel Christian grin. He slides a finger inside me and I hear him groan.
"I love that you're always so wet." He murmurs. He moves his finger in a wide circle and makes a come hither motion hitting my sweet spot. I moan and he chuckles. I build and build before finally coming apart.
"Make that five to four." He gets up before going into his bathroom. I head into mine and turn on the shower. My pink skin has turned into a light golden brown tan. I step inside and five minutes later get out. I have always been good at taking fast showers. I towel dry myself before stepping into the closet stark naked. I pull on underwear and a bra before looking through my dresses. I decide on a coral goddess dress with cotton candy blue wedges. I meet Christian outside my door and he's wearing gray jeans, a navy v-neck and a light blue two button blazer.
"You look beautiful, Anastasia."
"Thank you." He wraps his arm around mine and we walk down stairs together. Everyone is already waiting and we don't hesitate to leave. We ride in two green cars to the hotel and walk to the restaurant in the casino. We laugh and talk while we eat some of the best food I've ever had. Christian pays the bill and we walk to the club right next door and Christian gets us two tables in the VIP section. We get one bottle of rum and another of vodka and start taking shots. Gail, Luke, Sawyer and I drink rum and the others choose vodka. We continue to talk about my company. Once we all loose up from some shots, we make our way to the dance floor. Even Gail and Taylor join us. It's so fun to watch everyone shake and move. A new song plays and I start to move to the pulsing bass beat. Christian grabs my hips and pulls me into him. His body is hot against mine.
"I love the way your hips move when you dance." Christian whispers in my ear. I reach my hands up and grab the back of his neck. Christian presses his lips against my neck. I feel a rush of heat as he kisses me. After a few more songs we head back to the table and Christian pulls me close. I grab his package and realize he is rock hard.
"Well, Mr. Grey, I think we could make better use of this at home what do you think." He doesn't say another word before grabbing my hands and leading me out of the club. A taxi takes up home and we stumble awkwardly up the stairs while making out like a bunch of horny teenagers.
Christian's POV:
My thoughts are over the place as Anastasia and I pass through the thresh hold of our room. I have been rock hard since we started dancing. He hips moving and sawing could kill a man. She pushes me back onto the bed and pulls off my pants. I am impressed by her strength. I lost my shirt and blazer down stairs and Anastasia lost her dress. She is wearing the sexiest lace underwear. She pulls them off and her bra before straddling me with her shoes on. Those sexy blue shoes that make her legs go on for days. I groan as she grinds into me. I am a natural dominant, but I love when Ana's in control. She steady's herself above my shafts before taking all of me in her. Thanks to the alcohol it doesn't take long for the both of us to climax. She collapses on top of me and I tuck her in after taking off her shoes. I climb into bed with his and fall asleep with her wrapped in my arms.
I panic when I first wake up and Anastasia isn't with me, but I hear her giggling outside and I calm down. With everything that's happened, my biggest fear is losing her. It sucks that we have to go home tonight, but everyone has to get back to work. I put of a bathing suit and head on to the balcony. Anastasia is having a water fight with Mia and Charlie and it's adorable. They each have a water gun and they are spraying each other. I head down stairs and grab coffee and breakfast. I bring the plate outside and Anastasia runs up to me.
"Good morning, sleepy head." He says and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "When everyone came home, our clothes were all over the floor." She says with an adorable giggle.
"It's our house, we can do what we want."
"When do we leave?"
"Six."
"That sucks. I never want to leave."
"We can come back soon I promise."
"Good." Everyone's a little hung over so we spend the day relaxing and soaking up the sun. Anastasia has a nice golden brown colour by the time we head to the airport. She's wearing jeans a t-shirt and a light jacket. I disapprove of her not wearing something warmer since it's going to be cold, but that's my fault. I'm the one who packed her bag. We board the plane right away and at taxiing in a matter of minutes. Anastasia look scared when we take off again, but less so than last time. I give her a smile once we are at our cruising altitude and the seat belt sign goes off. Nancy the stewardess takes our drink orders while batting her lashes at me. I purposely ask.
"My beloved fiancé, what would you like to drink?" She smiles knowing very well what I'm doing and Nancy blushes.
"I'll have a glass of white wine please." She says in a very polite manner. I am going to make sure this is the last time Nancy flies with me. We land safely in Seattle and Anastasia and I are tied. Once we get home, I ask what we should do about it.
"We could do both."
"Alright. It's going to suck not having sex for a month."
"But it will be special." I give her a wry smile. I do get a full weekend of TPE, which should be interesting.
"Well Happy Valentine's Day, baby."
"Back at you, stud." She winks and gives me a kiss before rolling over in bed.
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