Chapter 16
CPOV
After that fiasco, I just hold my girl, I think we both need the reassurance and closeness right now. I'm sure she's upset that her father was trying to get her away from me, and that Elena manipulated him as well. Stupid bitch, using my birthmother's name as a way to get under my skin.
I know at some point I will need to speak with my mother, but I'll save it for another day. Ana has been discharged and I want to take her home.
I know I have all the RodrÃguez shit to look through, and I have to see where Welch is with Gwen's leak, but for tonight I just want to be with my girl and give her my full, undivided attention.
We've had enough dramatics for now, and I still have to show Anastasia her clothes that are in my closet. I only hope it doesn't cause an argument.
Anastasia said the doctor already released her, so I have Sawyer grab our bags and take them to the SUV . He and Taylor look beat, so once we're safely home, I am going to give them both the night off. Even though I'm sure they wont take it, Anastasia and I are staying in anyway, so they will have a break.
"Are you ready to go home, baby?" I ask my girl.
"More than ready." She tells me with a smile, and I wrap my arm around her when she curls up against my side. "I want a hot bath, comfy clothes, and food."
"I'm sure I can arrange that, baby." I tell her of her list of demands. "Taylor will be taking us out of a side entrance to avoid the paps, Sawyer will have the car waiting for us."
"Taylor letting Sawyer drive?" She questions with a giggle.
"Why are you giggling about that?"
"They act like a pair of girls when they are in a car together, it's very entertaining."
"Do I need to have a word with them about professionalism?"
"Please don't, it's so funny to watch, I love it."
I should be upset that my girl is amused by Taylor and Sawyer, but as long as she's happy, then I'm happy.
I am curious now, though. They only act professionally with me so I wonder if I will witness this 'entertaining behaviour'.
Taylor lets us know we're ready and leads us through the corridor, heading towards the side entrance.
Once there, Taylor checks to see if it's clear before he allows us the go ahead.
When Taylor opens the door, we see that Sawyer has parked the car right outside the door. I doubt he can get any closer if he tried, there's barely enough room to open the car door. Thankfully the coast is clear and we get into the car with no issues.
Having my girl snuggled up next to me like this is making my pants uncomfortably tight. I need to control myself, but it's hard around Anastasia, hard in more ways than one.
We manage to drive passed the paps without hassle, or being recognized, and before we are even out of the hospital parking lot, I hear Taylor and Sawyer quietly bickering.
"Sawyer, you can go the speed limit."
Sawyer is driving the limit, but he's driving the exact limit, and Taylor does drive a little faster.
"Do we have to have this conversation every time I drive, T?" Sawyer replies annoyed.
They are being quiet, but we can still hear them bickering quite clearly. I really should say something about it, but seeing Anastasia smile makes it easy for me to let this go, for now. It's definitely making everyone in a better mood than earlier.
"Who taught you how to drive?" Taylor continues. "Your grandmother?"
Anastasia burst out with laughter at the joke, and I find myself chuckling as well. She's right, they are funny.
Both of my guys are apologizing for their behavior, and I suspect this is for my benefit.
APOV
I can't even begin to process what the hell has just happened. My dad being with Christian's ex-mistress, Elena using Christian's birthmother's name, some GI Joe wannabe was a little too eager to protect me, and I have a serious headache every time I think about it.
I can't wait to get back to Escala and just be with Christian. I really need to relax and need to be alone with my man.
I do hope I haven't got Taylor and Sawyer into trouble, but it's just so funny seeing those two argue with each other. It's like they are an old married couple. They weren't as bad this time, and I think it's because the big bad wolf was in the car with us, but I still couldn't help but laugh at them.
It doesn't take us long to arrive at Escala, even with Sawyer's driving, and I can't wait to get inside and hopefully have a stress free night.
Once the car stops, Taylor is out and opening my door. Christian really isn't taking any chances right now. It makes me wonder if the danger is truly over.
After Christian and I are safely in the elevator, Taylor and Sawyer disappear to the staff elevator.
"Thank fuck we're finally home." Christian sighs contently next to me.
I don't know what comes over me, but I launch myself at him and kiss him so hard that I actually surprise him.
Once he's over his initial shock, he returns my kiss with just as much passion.
"Ana," Christian breaks away when we need to breathe. "Wow, that was..." He trials off.
"I know, sorry," I apologize. "I just felt the urge to do it, so I did."
"No, baby, never apologize," He tells me. "You can put those lips on me anytime you want."
We're about to kiss again, but the elevator chimes, announcing it's arrival, and then the doors open
.
Christian, being the gentleman he is, allows me to go ahead of him, and as I walk passed him, he smacks my ass.
"Ouch!" I jump and rub my behind. "What was that for?"
"That was for having such a delicious ass." He comes up to me and caresses my bum. "I couldn't resist, baby."
"Who says I want you to resist?" It stung, yes, but it also felt amazing.
I watch as his Adam's apple jumps as he swallows hard.
I don't know how or why he makes me feel this way, I just want to have him all over me, I doubt I will ever get enough of him.
Christian leads me to his bedroom, looking nervous, and it makes me nervous.
"Baby," His tone is very much like a warning and has me on high alert. "Now don't get mad, but I took the liberty of getting you a full wardrobe and had it delivered here."
"Here?" I ask because we're in his bedroom.
"They're in my closet." He tells me.
I walk into his closet and see the full scale of feminine madness before me. Seeing our stuff intertwined together makes me feel... I can't even explain how I feel right now, I can't believe he would do this, well I can believe the clothes, but making space for me in his room is a big thing for him. This is his personal space and he's sharing it with me.
"Christian..." I trail off as I look around, "You made space for me in your closet?"
"I did." He comes up behind me and holds me. "We're together now and I want you close to me. Do you like the clothes?"
"You know you didn't have to do this," I tell him as I turn around in his arms. "But yes, thank you, I love it. I know how much this means to you."
"You mean everything to me, Anastasia," Hearing him say this sets of fireworks inside my body. "I want to share everything with you, my closet, my bed, my life,"
I'm not sure if he's finished, but I stop him, practically jumping into his arms and attacking his mouth.
This time he's not surprised, and before I realize what's happening, Christian has me pinned to the closet wall.
I wrap my legs around him while his hands are roughly grabbing my ass. He pushes his hips forward so I can feel his erection rubbing against my sex. This is so hot, and I'm so turned on, I want more, so I begin to flex my hips towards him so we're dry humping against the closet wall.
"Fuck, baby." Christian groans. "Are you trying to kill me here?"
All I can manage is a moan as I move to kiss his neck.
"Am I getting you all wet, baby?"
I feel too embarrassed to answer him, I just keep my head in the crook of his neck.
"Maybe I should investigate."
He moves his hand from my ass, gliding it around my thigh, and finally making it to my sex.
I moan feeling him through my pants, but then he moves his hand inside my pants.
"You are very wet, you naughty girl." He chastises me. "I love you this wet, just for me, only me."
He's driving me insane as he rubs my clit faster and faster.
I want him, I need him, I even start to beg, unsure what I'm actually begging for.
"Please, Christian. Please."
He increases his speed, and I'm so close to cuming right now, I'm just barely hanging on.
"Christian!" I beg him.
"Let go, baby, cum for me." He demands continuing to move his fingers.
And I do.
This feels nothing like the first orgasm he gave me, this feels like actual ecstasy.
It takes me so long to come back to down from my high, that when I finally do, I realize how wet I actually am. Too wet.
Oh fuck, what did I do, did I pee myself?!
He still has me pinned against the wall, and he's moved his hand so it's back on my ass.
When I open my eyes, Christian's smug look is all I see. He looks rather pleased with himself.
"Don't." He tells me when I turn away from him. "Don't hide from me."
"Christian, I'm so embarrassed." I tell him, avoiding eye contact.
"You have nothing to be embarrassed about." He tells me. "I'm so turned on right now, you have no idea."
"Did I really just... I mean, what the hell was that?"
"That was the best thing ever."
"Best thing? I peed my pants!"
"No, baby, I made you squirt." He corrects me. "That's a good thing, trust me. It makes for a better, longer orgasm."
"It was certainly better and longer." I tell him as I blush. "I want more."
"Greedy little thing, aren't you?"
"Take me to bed, Christian." I beg him. "I want to make you feel good too."
Oh shit, was I too bold? Is he going to reject me again? Every time I tell him I want more, he denies me. Why did I open my big mouth?
"You don't have to ask me twice, baby. You want more, I'll give you more." He pulls us away from the wall, with me still in his arms. "Let's go."
He carries me back to the bedroom and puts me down near his bed.
We're both standing, both with too many clothes on.
Bravely, I begin to unfasten his jeans. I slide down his body and kneel on the floor in front of him as I continue to remove his pants.
I reach up and pull his boxers down, making his erection spring free, and seeing him hard like this does strange things to me.
When I glance up at him, he has a massive smile plastered on his gorgeous face, knowing what I'm planning to do.
Keeping my eyes on him, I start by licking the tip of him while stroking him with my hand. His moan spurs me on so I take all of him into my mouth, sucking like my mouth is a vacuum.
Christian shoves his hands into my hair and flexes his hips.
"Stop." I soon hear him pant.
I don't want to stop, I want to make him feel good.
"Stop, baby," He repeats. "I don't want to cum in your mouth."
"But I want you to." I continue to suck him.
"Anastasia." His voice is strained now. "I want to be inside of you when I cum."
That makes me stop.
I slowly pull him out of my mouth and look up at him as I stand.
"You have far too many clothes on." He tells me.
I start to undress myself, but he stops my hands. "Let me."
He slowly undresses me, taking his time, and keeping his eyes on mine.
He kneels, just like I did, to take my pants off, then he throws them across the room. He kisses from my ankle up my leg, while his hands travel up with him.
Once he's standing, he gently forces me down on the bed.
I can't think straight right now, I'm about to have sex, lose my virginity to Christian.
He climbs on top of me, kissing every inch of my body as he does, until he reaches my mouth. The kiss doesn't last as long as I would like. He moves from my mouth, to my neck, then to my breasts. I unintentionally freeze when he starts to lick and suck my nipples.
"Relax, baby." He tells me when he feels how tense I am. "I'm going to take very good care of you."
He kisses down my stomach, nips my hips with his teeth, then kisses the top of my sex.
"I'm going to make you feel so good."
Oh fuck! The feel of his tongue on my clit is amazing.
I don't know what comes over me, but I grab his hair tight and throw my head back as I open my legs wider to give him better access.
How do I even know to do these things?
This feels like torture, pleasurable torture, all the licking, sucking, and even nibbling.
I'm tugging his hair so hard, I'm surprised he hasn't stopped. I take back what I said to Christian about going bald if he keeps running his fingers through his hair, he's going to go bald if he continues to pleasure me orally.
I can feel everything inside me tightening, so I know I'm close.
"Christian, I can't take anymore of this."
"Relax, baby." He licks me again. "I know what you can take."
Surely not because I'm about to cum!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"What?!" Christian barks at the disturbance while I groan at the loss of contact
.
"Sir, the Bailey's are here." Taylor informs him.
Perfect! Fucking! Timing!