It's just after 7:30am. Taylor and I managed to squeeze in a workout at Escala's fitness center, which I hate doing. By the time we finished our circuit there were eight women downstairs. This is why I jog mornings or use the facilities at Grey House but today I have guests and sticking close is important.
It never fails taking about 20 minutes then word get out, catching on like a brushfire, and the place is teeming with women wearing their skimpiest workout ensembles attempting to garner my attention. It so blatantly obvious it's pathetic. Some of the ballsier women try small talk with me. I just shut them down by giving them my usual cold glare saying "I'm here to workout so leave me the fuck alone." Having made a few of them over the years cry. Naturally those little tidbits of information were always found as blurbs in the 'Nooze' which only fueled the gay rumors, but I don't give a shit what they think or say about me. Elena always told me. "Christian you need to keep people at arms length. Men around you are sycophantic Yes Men. They want to use your connections and power to get ahead. And the women are nothing more than gold-digging sluts hoping to mooch off your wealth. The only type of woman that understands and is capable of sating your true nature are submissives and those you keep on a tight-leash."
Shit...I hate it when Elena gets in my head... shaking those thoughts aside.
Walking into the kitchen I see Ben sitting at the island typing on his phone. "Good morning Ben. Hope you slept well."
"G'mornin Christian, yes I slept well thanks. Hope you did as well. Hey, again thank you for seeing after Ana last-night and putting up with us."
"No worries Ben. I'm glad I was there to help. On the topic of Ana, she must be sleeping."
"Maybe so" smiling "she asked that I give her another 10 minutes. Maybe you go up this time and wake her if she doesn't come down in the next few."
Hearing that I immediately want to bolt up stairs. The thought of Ana in bed sleeping is something I want to see. Offering Ben some coffee. "Um, Ben there's something you should be aware of."
I see Ben bristle putting down his phone giving me his undivided attention. "It's not about Billy." visibly relaxing "Sure Christian what's up?"
"There's a blurb about me, well us in the Nooze."
Ben, cocking his head giving me this 'what the hell are you talking about' look "Christian are you telling me that you and I were snapped together?" chuckling "So guess the gossip is you and I are a loooovvers?"
nodding "Yes, there are a couple of photos of us standing at the bar talking and we're looking rather chummy with the implied comment. Thought you needed to know just in case Abel sees it and has questions."
"Well thanks for the heads-up but he knows you're not gay, if that's what you're worried about. Abel knows you're a breeder." raising his eyebrow while smirking "You know Christian despite what people say about you in the rags... I think you're an upstanding chap."
I can't help smiling at Ben. Breeder: Jesus, this guy doesn't stops. Sure, it can meant as in insult though Ben being Ben, it's all tongue & cheek. He's such a the smart-ass. I like him.
After a few minutes of chit chat, Ben seems unfazed by the Nooz's item, only asking if by chance his name appeared on it. When I said no. He smiled saying "Good." You'd think he want his name out there attached with mine. As if reading my mind.
"I'm sure there are going to some people I know that read the Nooz and will recognize my face, I just rather not find myself all the sudden becoming 'popular' and having clingers attached to me because there were a couple of pics of us together. As far as I'm concerned if they ask, I'll just say you were asking directions to the little boy's room." giving me a smirk.
Changing the subject he suggests I go upstairs telling Ana To get her ass downstairs because Ben's hungry and ready for some grub. Looking at him square in the eyes I laugh saying "I want to keep my balls, thank you very much."
He starts laughing "Damn, it would have been funny to hear Ana's reaction."
thinking back to the Little Shit story "Ben you do enjoy riling up Ana, don't you?" standing up from the bar stool chair "Well I best get to it. Wish me luck."
Rapping on Ana's door, I get no response. Repeating my actions, this time I pause a moment before letting myself in.
Ana is spread diagonally on the bed. The sheet covering her torso and face leaving most of her legs and arms exposed. She laying flat on her stomach with her hair fanned to the side. I can't help letting out a light chuckle, because all I can see are hair, legs and arms: There are couple pillows on the floor and for all I know and it being a good possibility, she threw those at Ben. Gazing down, gently pulling the sheet from her face. Ana looks so peaceful. Finding myself admiring her delicate little nose, her slightly parted plump blush hued lips; catching the rise and fall of the sheet enjoying the even rhythm as she breathes. Removing my sweaty towel draped around my neck placing it near her nose, I sit at the edge of the chair next to the bed watching her. It's subtle but I notice her breathing change.
Calling her name. Ana shifts, inhaling my scent that's against her nose hearing her mumble "Christian?"
Rolling over and sitting up slightly startled, turning towards me I notice Ana's wearing a snug white muscle t-shirt with Iggy Pop and The Stooges etched in black ink with her erect nipples pressed against the fabric. Instantly I'm at half mast thinking about nipping those perky nipples with my teeth before giving them a good tongue lashing.
Reigning in my errant thoughts, "Good morning Ana." cutting her a little smile
watching as tilts her head back, stretching her arms up as if reaching for the sky while flexing then interlacing her fingers, palms up. "Good morning Christian."
"Yoga move?" I ask trying to make small talk
turning her head looking at me "Just a morning stretch to loosen the muscles." unlocking her fingers, bringing them down to her side, she leans back. "Were you staring at my boobs?"
Jesus, does this girl let-up.
"No Ana, I wasn't staring at your boobs, I'm just surprised you know who the Stooges are."
"Yes I know who they are." sounding playfully flippant "You'd be surprised what I know about music, where they hail from and their history."
feeling up to her challenge "Okay Anastasia can you name one band or musician other than the Stooges that are from Michigan?"
cutting me a wry grin... "I can do one better by naming some from your home town of Detroit... ahhh so she remembers where I was born ...Smokey Robinson, The White Stripes, Underground Resistance, The Funk Brothers, Earl Klugh... just to name a few."
Okay I wasn't exactly expecting that, should have known better. I can't suppress the little smile that creeps up on me finding our little exchange delightful. "Anastasia, I gather you slept well?"
giving me a sheepish smile "I slept well, thank you for asking. Of course I could use a few more hours of sleep but it's safe to say I'm firing on all cylinders this morning." looking down she focusing on my damp towel on the bed, without looking up "And you Christian, how did you sleep?"
sounding a little more monotone than intended "I ... slept." she doesn't understand that I don't really sleep
Ana noticing my tone, looking up "What is it Christian? News regarding Billy?"
guess Ana likes getting to the meat of the matter, hell any matter. "No. Nothing since he went back to his apartment last-night." moving on the the bed "Let me see your arm."
Ana swings her legs around sitting on her haunches extending her right arm. Watching as her eyes narrow "What a douche bag... guess it doesn't look too bad. Ben made me use a banana peel on it last night. Came by checking up on me this morning taking the remnants of peel with him."
"Banana peel? Never heard of that." giving a little smile "He's protective towards you."
nodding "Yeah he has my back, that is when he isn't flipping me shit. And you got me on the banana, he mentioned something about Potassium aiding in healing bruises."
stroking her upper arm near the bruise, our mutual charge we share strikes again. Ana has taken to holding her breath and biting her lip. Tugging her chin to loosen the hold on her lip. I notice her pupils are again dilated... wondering if mine are too. They must be there is absolutely no denying our attraction for one another.
Pulling her arm away and squaring her shoulders... "Look, I want to thank you for all you did last-night and I understand your men's job is to protect, see to your safety and I'm not part of the description." giving a slight pause "I know people and can hire some to keep an eye on him from today forward. All I have to do is make a couple calls and if you'd be so kind to give them what information your men have acquired, that would be great."
I can't believe someone can wake up and start barking like that, that is, unless its me. This morning she's on the fucking ball, slicing through the niceties and bullshit.
How is it she arouses yet pushes my buttons all at the same time...
Meeting Ana's tone "Ana, I refuse to engage in this conversation with you. Please accept this as a token." giving her a stern look "I want to follow this until its completion making sure this threat against you has been eliminated. Just so that you are clear on this...I will not accept any lip from you regarding your safety nor what you think is stepping outside my Security detail's job description."
leaning back Ana's still on her haunches "Token...?" the one word Ana latches on to. Saying the word as if tasting something bitter in her mouth, only to be met with a slight grimace as if not understanding the meaning repeating the word... "...token?"
I thought it was simply stated. "Yes Ana, a token."
hearing an exasperated sigh. "Christian are you still planning on having a talk with me today?"
nodding my head "Okay then, I'm going to shelf this discussion for now. Plus I would rather address when Ben is not around."
a lopsided smirk stretches across my lips "Ana I know exactly what you need." you need to get laid
"Is that so?" arching her eyebrow "Pray tell."
"A hike. We can do that later today while talking, if you like. It seems you got excess energy to burn. We would essentially killing two birds with one stone."
nodding in agreement "Actually Christian that sounds like a good idea."
"Okay Ana here's the plan... I'm going to shower, get myself ready. Then take you and Ben out for breakfast."
Ana purses her lips. "Um, if you don't mind. How about Ben and I walk over to Ralph's Grocery picking up some breakfast staples while you shower."
"Really... you want to cook? You'd raise no objections from me, I prefer home cooked meals any day of the week. And Ana, there is no reason for you two to head over to Ralph's. I have plenty of food here. All you need to do is raid the fridge."
sounding like a smart-ass "Well Christian this the first thing I can think of that was easily settled between us." looking down at the my workout towel she picks it up smelling it, grinning "Now get you and your stinky assed towel out of here." tossing it at me.
Before standing up from the bed Ana reaches out brushing her hand along my unshaven face slightly tugging at my chin. "This is a good look on you Mr. Grey."
Shit, this girl is killing me
Fully expecting Ana to say something else about the towel instead she goes mums on me. Leave it her to leave me guessing what she's thinking.
Fuck...I'm gonna have to rub one out in the shower.
After breakfast which I thoroughly enjoyed Sawyer drove Ben home while I took up with Taylor regarding Billy which entailed no movement. Hearing what I state: that Ana and I will going out to be alone Taylor did not like my itinerary but what is he going to do about it... complain? Personally, this is probably the best time to do something solo with Ana. Billy is under 24/7 watch, plus we have our usual safeguards in place. All my cars are LoJacked and there are GPS trackers on the phone. I'm about as safe as safe can get, and sure as hell wouldn't openly expose Ana unless I felt otherwise. And I know Taylor well and understand his methods, after all he's been with me for nearly four years... He'll end up shadowing us, covertly, keeping his distance yet maintaining visual. Chuckling to myself...sometimes I think he misses his old line of work.
Making our way in the garage hitting the alarm FOB draws Ana's attention to what car I'm taking. I hear Ana coo "Ohhhh, is this what your driving" nodding to her "an R8 Spyder..." watching as she traces her hand along the surface as if feeling up a guy. Damn, I wish it was my cock she's tracing. "This car is cherry."
Grinning "Ana, you approve?" as I open the passenger door for her.
"Very much" met with an impish grin "So can take her out for a spin? I'll pick up the lunch tab?"
chuckling at her while sliding into the drivers seat. "Lunch? Do you think I'll let you drive my baby over something as simple as picking up our lunch tab?" while the top is retracting I hit the ignition hearing the engine roars to life. Pointing to the glove compartment, Ana opens it pulling out a couple of Mariners baseball caps, handing me one. "Ready for the ride of your life Baby?"
Looking so damn cute as she readjusts her cap before placing it securely on her head. "I'm always up for an adventure." Biting her lower lip.
Shaking my head, I lightly tug her lip free from her teeth. "Ana you really must stop doing that." before she has time to respond I pass her my ipod "Would you find some music for us to listen to?"
Who knew it would take Ana so long to select something. "Ana we're on I-90 and you still haven't found anything to play?"
looking over to me. "Most of your catalog is classical or operas and I'm in the mood for something a little more open road worthy, so I switched to Genres to help with my search. Ahhh, that's better."
glancing back to me with this incredulous expression "Beyonce? Really? Never took you the type to listen to her."
hearing that, my past rears its ugly head. I want to snatch the damn thing from her hand and throw it out the car. God I hope that's not what she wants to listen to. Fucking hate 'Crazy in Love' I really need to update this damn thing Thankfully Ana is looking down.
Trying to sound engaged "Well Miss Steele what song did you find to turn this into a worthy road-trip?"
grinning as she slides into its holder. "Blondie- Rapture. I love this song." relief descends on me.
sounding a bit shy "Can you turn it up a little before I hit play?"
adjusting the volume for her, she gives me the sweetest "Thanks" then hits play. Wasting no time, her body jumps right in to the music. Sneaking glances at her. This is the first time I've actually seen her move to music. Thinking back to her DJ'ing at Europa she didn't dance, even when everyone was together later that night. If anything she came across as disengaged. Now she's singing and dancing in her seat. Elliot calls it Seat Dancing. Ana movements are more than that.
There is no doubt about it, for the first time in my life I am smitten.
Ana seemingly caught-up in the song doesn't register how I must be ogling her. She seems happy, enjoying being in the moment and song. There is no need to piss on it, at least for now, while the song is playing...
Song over and met with silence. Ana snatches the ipod. Neither one of us talking while she scrolls my limited pop/alternative selection.
Deciding this is as good as any to ask her about Billy. "Ana I need to ask you a question"
sounding hesitant "Okay Christian."
"How is it after what happened last night you can come across unaffected by it all."
"Christian I'm not unaffected nor taking it lightly. In truth it scared the shit out of me. The way I see it there are only two solutions for me: curling up into a ball letting him victimize me or taking control of the situation. I'm not going to dwell on the 'what ifs'. Yes the worse case scenarios were spelled out to me by Ben, and believe me I'm not discounting it. But they didn't happen. I am afforded an opportunity to tackle the problem head-on. Eliminate, as you say, my problem. If I seem jolly, that's because I am. So, yeah, I am happy today. Life is good and I know there is a solution to this problem." pausing, looking out toward the tall firs. "You know I love this part of Washington. My dad is from this area. I spent a lot of time here when he and mom were married. I'm just glad he's moving back home."
I know she chewing things over, perhaps trying to find the right opening. My sense tell me she wants to continue our talk about Billy. Reaching out I take her hand. "Talk to me Ana."
"I was less than courteous with you this morning and know you're only trying to help when I mentioned taking Billy off your hands. I'm sorry. Christian, I want thank you for saying you want to follow it thru but I... I have connections. So you don't need to worry about it anymore." mercurial like me "Ah, another song... Christian you may not have much on your ipod but you do have some classics."
"Is that so? What did you find now? No wait, surprise me."
leave to Elliot loading Blondie and Bowie. Ana plays 'Fashion'. Again watching her groove to the music. Admittedly, I'm a David Bowie fan too.
Focusing on Ana I know she's holding back.
Pulling into Salish Lodge I find the first open slot, parking the car. I'm going to let it go... for now. Sending a text to Taylor
**Make yourself useful other than stalking us while walking to the Falls... Put in reservations for The Attic: 1pm for two under the name Taylor**
**Make sure we have view**
I know Taylor is going to get a kick of the text. He and I know his ways...
getting back to my thoughts. "Ana what are holding back on?"
"Nothing, really. I just don't want to have to dredge up another story about my life." sighing "My dad's brother, my Uncle, is a King County Sheriff. So I know he can help. But we're not here to talk about me. You said we should talk."
Ummm ….yeah... another quick switch...
We don't speak until the bottom of the trail. I know for a fact that Ana's not telling me everything. And I know it has something to do with Ray. Standing at the shores as the mist sprays us, walking away she plops down on boulder away from the tourists and weekenders. Sitting next to her, I start.
"Ana" my mouth suddenly goes dry despite the fact I'm surrounded by moisture "I think you've gathered a snapshot of how my life is lead." nodding at me "It's carefully structured, neat and orderly. It's never deviating... basically having it down to a science."
Grey just get it off your chest maybe you can get this out in one breath
"I'm in foreign territory when it comes to you, and I can't shake you. You call me on my shitty behavior yet look beyond it." giving her a little smile "I'm used people being intimidated by me whereas you my dear Ana not. You've been honest with me from the get-go. You're warm, understanding and also a wrecking-ball. I like that about you. My bottom line Anastasia, I'm drawn to you. I want someone different and it's you."
taking another breath steeling myself for this bit because I'm giving her an out, hoping she won't take it
"I realize this is the worse time to be laying it on the table considering the situation that arose with that asshole Billy. But Ana if I'm not what you want I want you to tell me. If you're looking for someone who is not like me. Someone who doesn't have my quirks and fucked up past, then please be honest with me because if I don't get a clear-cut definitive answer, I will keep pursuing you until you tell me to get lost."
looking into her crystal blue eyes, unable to read her expression she cuts a small wry grin which confounds me "Christian if this strictly about sex, then fine I'm open to it. I'm all for it...as long is that there is an understanding that I'm not a sub, and not interested in any sort of kink scene."
Hearing this it hits me Ana only sees me as a Dominant who's only looking to scratch his horny itch and her a virgin ready to give it up... and nothing more. Interrupting Ana, gritting my teeth "Ana what you're saying to me and I'm sure I hear you clearly. You're only interested in fucking," almost snarling "someone to pop your cherry." saying that reminds me what she said about my Spyder.
"Christian, please I wasn't finished." pausing "Like you said, I do have a snapshot in how you live your life. Your years... your exposure... a dabbler you are not. You're a 'Lifestyler' " using air quotes "and will continue long after me. But it's not Okay creating this illusion, saying you're seeking something different. So please let's not paint this into anything other than what its really about. It's sex." noticing her lips tighten "And so that we're clear on this topic. If I wanted to have just anyone fuck me it would have happened years go, so that comment was not appreciated."
Finding myself lost, my tongue wants to argue with Ana. Taking a breath mulling over what she said. She's right lashing out about popping her cherry, it was mean spirited but she also rejected me without so much as giving it a second thought. I feel its deserved retaliation. Ana doesn't take me seriously.
Fuck Maybe she's right. Hell I can't even maintain a longstanding contract with a sub before I either become bored of them or they go off the deep-end professing their love for me or demanding a deeper D/s relationship meaning they want to be my girlfriend. I'm positive there are grains of truth in what Ana said and that's what really pisses me off... I've only known sex under the BDSM lifestyle. I love the control. I love the use of my toys. I love to fuck hard and rough. I've never had a remote interest for anything that falls under the Vanilla spectrum, it all seems so touchy-feely and that is not who I am and Ana knows it. Again she cuts through the shit, getting to the meat.
Ana picks up on my aloofness "Do you mind if we make our way back. I'm starting to get peckish. If you like we can continue our discussion over lunch."
All I can manage is "All right."
Making our way up the trail. Ana gets a call that she feels needs addressing. As she's walking away I hear. "Yeah, Kate. What?" I had forgotten this entire aspect to Ana's issues. I didn't give Kate a thought. I'm not that close yet close enough knowing that Ana sounds tense... this in not going to go well.
Taking my phone since I have a lax moment. I see several texts, reading Taylor's first . The reservation done and updates about Billy, which thankfully nothing out of the ordinary: like taking a jog
There is one from Elliot.
~~Bro how did the night end? After some dancing Kate and I went at it like a couple dogs in heat~~
**I'm SOOOoooo happy for you Elliot. At the moment I'm with Ana. We're at Snoqualmie Falls soon eating lunch.**
I swear Elliot must wait by the phone for me.
~~I think Kate is upset I didn't invite her 2 Mom & Dad's 4 the fam's weekly Sunday dins~~
**Not my fucking problem Elliot if Kate wants to raise a stink about not inviting her home**
~~Kate said Ana's a virgin? Is that tru? Or some sort of joke?~~
**Gotta go, catch up with you later**
I'm pissed that Kate would mention something like that to Elliot. Kate and her fucking mouth. I've come to the conclusion that Ben is right about Kate. If anything, Kate is the type to kick you in the teeth when your down. Who the hell does she think she is giving out this sort of personal information. This is most likely not the first time she's ragged on Ana, her virginity or whatever else Kate deemed worthy as long as it knocks Ana down a peg. Looking over to Ana, knowing she most likely arguing with Kate. I realize Ana must have balls-of-Steel. I'm sure this is not the first time she's blabbed about her Status yet she hasn't caved. How I now see it: Ana's virginity and who's to be her first lover will be on her terms and for the second time in our time together... she's still wants it to be me.
Ana still on the phone with Kate and things are getting heated. Walking towards her, hearing tail-end of the conversation. "I gotta go! And don't call back. I'll see you tomorrow in Vancouver." with that Ana ends the call and takes up to walking rather quickly.
Catching up to her, I know she's stressed, I also want extend help to Ana in any way I possibly can "Ana what are you going to do about Kate? What about your apartment?"
keeping her eyes forward "Christian can this please wait until hitting the lodge? And if you don't mind I'm going to buzz around people."
I understand Ana is trying to vent some steam so she and I make a quick go of walking back to the lodge. Reaching The Attic not really talking we place our lunch order.
Looking at Ana, she's staring at the Falls from the window. Without looking at me I hear her voice sounding small "Christian can I ask you a question?"
I know what's coming, this pertains to my lifestyle "You have a type, right? I mean it must be what you saw in me at first blush right?"
"Yes, all my submissives are petite brunettes. My apologizes if you find that offensive."
"I'm not offended Christian. I'm just trying to understand your attraction to me. You see me as some sort of anomaly. Something outside your usual scope. For obvious reasons, your first response toward me was that I was a kinkster and possibly a switch or sub" giving a small smile "but definitely not a Domme. You saw me one way, only to step back and see me as someone else. I'm glad that I don't fit your 'norm'."
"I do see you as different Ana and I like it very much. Plain and simple I want you. No scene, no rules, no games."
as our lunch is placed in front of us we go quiet until alone again. Trying for some small talk as I wait for her to make a comment. "Your sandwich looks good Ana."
"It does look yummy. Want a bite?" as soon as Ana says the last bit, she gives me a wink.
Are you shitting me?
Taken by surprise I can't help laughing out loud. I so enjoy Ana and how she can switch between demure, playful and flirty all within a single breath.
Taking a bite, she hums while chewing, placing her hand over her mouth and bobbing her head. "Mmmm... sure is tasty."
Before taking a bite of my sandwich "Ana would you like a taste?"
"Yes I would." curling her upper lip in a flirty sneer "But I'll pass on the sandwich I'm not a fan of mushrooms... oatmeal, oysters, sashimi or caviar."
smiling at her "You have a discerning palate?"
"Me, discerning palate? Not even close, discerning implies good judgment or taste. For me call it a sensitivity to certain textures and smells."
I'm not sure why but Ana blushes at her own words maybe she's thinking about oral sex. Quickly thinking back to her sexual exposure. hmmm must due to her blatantly flirting with me and I have to say I LIKE it
As much as I want to control our conversation, I realize that it's Ana that needs to take the initiative on this. And I like how she doesn't fail me.
"Christian I hope you see my point of view. I'm attracted to you, have been since I met you on campus. Now I have a better understanding of your attraction towards me. I would like you to be my first lover. I'm not trying to sound arrogant by holding on to my virginity... I'm just very particular." chuckling "I just didn't think it would be with someone like you."
"I just pictured in my head that it would be with someone... average, you know?"
Finding myself staring out the window toward the Falls...No doubt about it I'm just a Dom in Ana's eyes. Guess she can read the expression on my face.
"Shit I'm fucking this up aren't I? Please Christian, allow me switch gears? I tend to ramble..."
staying silent, only nodding while taking a bite of my sandwich
"Ugh, I'm not sure how to approach this. Quite honestly I knew sex was going to be brought up again. I just wasn't expecting this. My mind is all over the board, so bear with me. I'm going to shoot from the hip. I'd like clarity on things and please add or interject to them if needed. Big thing for me...safe sex: Gathering by your physique and your history. You take pride in yourself and that you are sexually clean. Since you don't have a medical history on me you have to take me on my word that I'm a virgin and STD free. I'm on the Pill have been for several years due to odd menstrual cycles . And since I don't have your sexual clarity, I'm going to say condoms. Okay now you,"
How is it we went from her flirting to this arid, clinical conversation?...
"Ana, your virginity, just so we're clear on the topic has never been under scrutiny, I believed it the moment you told me. And knowing your sexual exposure, I don't fear STD's. This for me is a non-issue. As far as my sexual history. I have medical tests that show I'm clean from any STI's and always have been. I have them at home for your viewing, of course. All I want is for you to feel comfortable and at ease with me."
"Christian, how dated are these results?"
"The results are dated from this Friday."
giving me a look that's blank, then suddenly smiles "Soooo, sex with me as it were, was already on the menu."
completely caught off guard by her comment, and how she didn't approach it as a question. It was a statement.
Shrugging my shoulders. "I'd rather be prepared for all possibilities than be left holding my dick in my hand."
laughing at my words "Christian I would have be disappointed if you didn't cover all the bases. And I was teasing you about it was a given, I was trying to snap the tension. Sometimes my sense humor can be too dry and 'off' for most."
cracking a grin "Ana, I am thorough and I should add a man can only hope to score with a babe like you."
"Arrhhh..." watching as she blushes "Stop it already!"
I love making her blush, it's sweet. Looking at her she's showing confidence in herself yet her shyness shines throw. It's an intoxicating combination.
"Christian I'm feeling rather intense, excited and nervous about the entire thing..." her voice brimming with excitement and hesitation.
"You know Ana, we could always just check-in into one of the suites here at the lodge."
"No way... for two reasons. Do you want to hear them?"
"Anastasia, I wait with bated breath." Oh I do like our exchanges
sounding rather husky voiced. "One... Sex is something I've looked forward to for a very long time and enjoy thinking it's going to be with you. My mind is racing, my pulse high. Call me crazy, but for me I see it as a form of foreplay, like delayed gratification. I'm enjoying how the sexual tension is mounting. So checking in to the Lodge would dampen the moment."
hearing that from Ana my fucking dick takes on a life of it's own going hard as a granite "Ana I completely understand what you are saying to me." as I shift in my seat moving my hard-on in an attempt to relieve myself of the pressure. As if on cue, Ana mirrors my movements shifting in her seat, I don't think she realizes it, which only makes my craving of taking her even more desperate.
Attempting to steer away the thought of dragging her ass to a suite and fucking her lovely brains out... "Ana and what is the second reason?"
beaming as she hold up her index and middle finger. "Two, because if we checked-in I suspect it'll be at least several hours before we get back on the road and I don't want to drive your Spyder after dark... because I will drive her." sounding playfully wistful "Won't I?"
"Shit Ana!" I say laughing
I get Ana's humor and its incredibly adoring
trying to remain stern, yet knowing my smile gives nary an ounce of sternness. I roll my eyes out of the sheer inability to say No. "Yes, Ana you can drive her for a little while."
Immediately raising my hand I ask for the check, Ana interjects asking for a to-go container packing up our leftovers. I'm more than willing to forgo food which is unheard of with me.
APOV
I'm feeling a little upended. Christian claims he's looking for something different saying he sees it with me. I want to buy into his words but they are just that... words. He's been in the lifestyle for twelve years, and there is no way meeting me is changing that. He even admitted I look like his subs, meaning his tastes in women are narrow. I wasn't offended by it, sure half of me expected it, yet part of me wanted him to say... 'Oh no Ana you are one-of-a-kind'.
Fifteen subs in six years. This tells me he's not the committal type with subs nor do I care for him offer explanations why they lacked longevity. Perhaps he's fickle. I'm sure this man can have any and I mean ANY woman of his choosing and maybe his local resource of subs have run-dry in the Seattle area, only to meet me by chance on Campus. Yep, we'll have sex then Christian will surely go back to his ways, even it that means branching out into Oregon, California or British Columbia for his latest sub.
….. Hearing his words echo in my mind...'Plain and simple I want you. No scene, no rules, no games.'
Dom or not he's like any other guy... he's looking for a fix. And perhaps this makes me slutty, but I want him. He's the most gorgeous man I've laid eyes on and my attraction when near him is like struggling for oxygen. Yep if anyone is going to be my first lover even if for only one afternoon... it's him. I just have to keep my wits about it all. So don't play the fool Steele. Have fun exploring, enjoy the ride and for Gods sake walk away.
TPOV
Mr Grey and Miss Steele. I don't think he realizes he's been on a roller-coaster ride since this little spit-fire stumbled into his life. The shit that went down between him and Miss Steele, I viewed the tapes from Friday, less audio. What surprised me is that his playroom wasn't the reason she left. If anything she seemed accepting of his darkside. It was what they discussed later that morning that had her walking out the door. And to watch him staring at the elevator like he didn't know what hit him, it was the first time I've seen him looking like a lost-little-boy. Fuck.
Then abruptly leaves the fundraiser to chase after her, only to witness shit go down with that fucking weasel Billy. I gotta say the Boss stepped up to the plate in that regard. I know he's got those qualities about him that range from philanthropy to valor, like he displayed toward Miss Steele. He just doesn't seem to see it in himself as if he's resigned to thinking he's only doing what's expected of a billionaire. Outside of subs to satisfy his fucked-up sexual ways, the only person in his life is Elliot.
To my surprise seeing him going soft like a fucking marshmallow when it came to his car. He never in allows anyone to drive his Spyder. She may look like the others but that's where the similarities ends.
Yep, Miss Steele as I suspected is hell-on-wheels. She's zipping along I-90 easily going 80mph in the 70 zone, only slowing down to where the speed limit reduces to 60. As I thought, no sooner when hitting the Ride-n-Park at Eastlake the Boss jumps out of the car throwing his baseball cap on the hood. I can see him running his hands thru his hair and Miss Steele looking nonplussed. Then I see it... Oh Man, Miss Steele gives him the British equivalent fingers stance of 'fuck-you' in her act of defiance. Shit!... the Boss is going to lose his marbles and in an turn that stuns me, he starts laughing. I can see he's laughing hard, rushing her laying in a kiss while pressing her against the car that frankly speaking, I found averting my eyes. Looking back they're still locked in their embrace and from the looks of it, she's giving it right back to him. Shit... this is not for the general public to see... I can only hope Mr Grey this man/child, doesn't fuck it up with Miss Steele knowing the first real thing in his life.
Quickly sending a text to Sawyer, giving my orders that I know Mr. Grey would request. The Boss doesn't make life easy, per-say, making me feel like a part-time juggler.
CPOV
I was so pissed I threw my cap on the hood when she parked at the Eastlake. Seemingly so calm Ana said "I know how to handle a sport's car, you should know that." trying to continue my argument, cause I don't want her to win this debate. Only to call me on my shit, stating that I was easily driving 85mph on I-90. That I should practice what I preach. Reiterating that she knows what's she doing behind the wheel, and then to see her give me her 'fuck you' UK style. Every bit of anger I had quickly ebbed only to find myself laughing and so fucking turned on. I damn near laid into her, wanting her at that moment. I didn't like feeling like I lost control, but that is exactly what happened. Right there in the parking lot, I wanted her more than any woman I've ever craved.
Having to force myself off her. Closing the rooftop, saying it looks like rain. Making her take a sit in the passenger side, me the drivers seat, I snatch her chin... we're still laughing.
"Ana, I find you absolutely fascinating."
she stops laughing goes mum on me, and I can't read her at all. She's like a blank slate only her blue eyes standing out.
Giving Ana a chaste kiss on her lips "Let's get back to Escala."
pulling out her iphone "How about something I don't have to fish around for?"
hopping on to I-90, we're hitting the floating bridge "Of course Baby, what ever you want. Sorry for flipping my shit with you at the Park & Ride."
"Christian... that is what you do. You are an intense and masculine man" smiling "It must not come easy to have a female giving you lip. And I'm good with your energy as long as you understand you can't lash out at me just because you have a temper and think yelling at me is okay because that's what you're used to. You need to have justification and even then I would like that you to you talk to me rather than yell."
Not touching what she says because she's spot-on. "Ana who is this playing?"
"Brian Eno and David Bryne it's called 'Strange Overtones'... Good song, eh?"
"Yeah it's good. Ana, do you mean Brian Eno from Roxy Music?"
giggling … "Ahh, you do know something other than classical. Yes, Eno was an original member of Roxy... Mr. Grey I underestimate your musical knowledge."
turning up the volume, I let out a groan.
We don't speak after that. The pressure in the car between us has the equivalent density to sitting in a decompression chamber. Pulling into my garage. Reaching out I touch Ana's upper thigh only to feel her jump, nearly dumping the to-go trey off her lap.
"Sorry Christian, I wasn't expecting that." Seeing her smile "I was lost in my thoughts that's all."
feeling all the sudden concerned. "Ana you don't need to do this. I mean I stated my case and you are under no obligation nor do I want you feel pressured.."
"Christian please stop. When I mentioned lost in thought, I meant lost in the excitement and caught off guard. Opting out is not what I want." reaching out caressing my cheek. "Thank you for the outing and lunch."
"Come on Beautiful let's get inside. Leave the take-out sitting on the trunk, Taylor will pick it up."
Taking Ana by her hand we quickly walk to the elevators, I hit the call button several times.
Hearing Ana giggle, whispering in her ear "Miss Steele what are you giggling about?"
"You know Christian hitting the call button several times in quick succession is not going to speed-up the process."
About that time the elevator arrives with the door open I playfully smack Ana's bum "Miss Steele get you and your lovely ass inside the lift...Right...Now."