Anna

I wake up slowly and it takes me a few minutes to remember where I am. Hearing Sid breathing beside me brings the memories back of yesterday and last night. So many ups and downs in one day could give a girl whiplash. At least the night ended well. I look over Sid's sleeping body and amend my thoughts. Last night ended exceptionally well.

I turn onto my side so that I'm facing Sid. He's lying on his stomach, one arm under his pillow, facing me. I reach out and push a curl off of his forehead. Sid is so very beautiful and he's mine. I bite my lip to keep from giggling. He really is mine. He could have easily broken up with me and blamed Mario but he didn't. He said that he was falling for me 'big time'.

We have the day off and I'm going to make the most of it. No thoughts of Mario or Meagan or anything else but Sid and me. A glance at the clock tells me that I've slept in. It's 7am, which is early for Sid I'm sure, but it's sleeping in for me.

Quietly I slip out of bed and pick up my panties and Sid's shirt from the floor. I shut the bedroom door silently and slip on the clothes then head down to the kitchen. I find a bathroom on the way and take care of business. My hair is a disaster and my make-up smeared. Yikes. I clean up the rings under my eyes which take care of most of the problem. A quick rummage through my purse and I find a hair elastic. I see some of our clothes on the floor so I pick them up, hang up my coat and then fold Sid's and my shirts.

That done, I go into the kitchen and see what Sid has in the fridge. There's a few take out containers which reminds me that Sid picked up dinner for us last night. I guess we weren't quite hungry for food but now my stomach grumbles and lets me know that I'm definitely hungry this morning.

I see eggs, cheese, spinach and mushrooms. It looks like we're having omelettes for breakfast. Sid has liked it when I've made them before. Oh, he has potatoes; I can make hash browns too.

I start on the hash browns first and quickly lose track of time.

"I thought I smelled something good down here" Sid says in a sleepy voice behind me sometime later.

"Good morning, hungry?" I ask him.

"Starving. I didn't get dinner last night."

"And whose fault was that?" I ask.

He nuzzles my neck and his arms encircle my waist.

"Yep something definitely smells good" he says and nuzzles my neck again. "Really good."

"If you keep that up then we won't be eating this morning either."

One of his hands slides lower, between my thighs and cups me there. I gasp, surprised.

"What if I'm hungry for something else?"

His words cause a shiver to run through my body. I almost forget about the food, almost, until his stomach rumbles behind me.

"How about this" I say. "Let's eat these omelettes I'm making and then we can do something about your other hunger. Sound good?"

"It works" he says and kisses my neck. "But don't think I'm forgetting about this" and he cups me again.

With one more squeeze, Sid turns to the kitchen counter and picks up the cutlery and dishes I've laid there. I leave him to set the table and I finish up cooking.

"I was going to surprise you with breakfast in bed you know" I tell him.

"That always sounds better than it is. You bring everything up there and try to eat with your dish on your lap. Crumbs get everywhere, you drop your fork and maybe some food on the sheets, it's disgusting in the end" he tells me.

"Ah, I see you've had breakfast in bed often" I tell him and regret it the minute it's out of my mouth.

I hear more noise of dishes on the wood table and then Sid is behind me again. As soon as I've plated the omelettes on the platter, Sid turns me so that I'm looking at him.

"There have been other women Anna. I won't lie to you but, um" he pauses for a moment. "I've never had anyone but you here."

He cups my cheek as he says these words and my heart swells. I'm the only girl that has been in his home. That must mean something, right?

"I've also rarely had a girlfriend during the season. It just gets too complicated and I want all of my focus to be on hockey, you know?"

Now I'm confused. Is he telling me that I can't be his girlfriend because he doesn't have relationships during the season? Is he telling me that I'm the only one he's had a relationship with during the season?

"I can see that brain of yours working Anna. I am simply saying that you're different to me. A good different and definitely worth a little complication, ok?"

I smile and kiss him.

"Ok. Let's eat before everything gets cold" I tell him.

We take the food to the table and pile our dishes with omelettes, toast, and fruit. I've never been so hungry and I justify all of the extra calories by hoping that we're going to work them off later. I'm not disappointed.

After we eat and clean up, Sid carries me up the stairs, through his bedroom and into the bathroom. He settles me on the counter, gives me a soft kiss and then starts the water in the massive tub. He turns around to look at me, frowning.

"I don't have anything for bubbles" he tells me disappointed.

I smile. He's so cute.

"Do you have shampoo? Something that smells nice?" I ask.

His frown clears and he smiles. Sid walks into the shower and then comes out with a bottle. At the tub, he opens up the bottle and then pours.

"Whoa, Sid, that's probably enough" I tell him and watch a lot of bubbles form in the tub.

He laughs and caps the bottle.

When he comes back to me, I slide off of the counter and put my arms straight up. Sid takes the hem in his hands and slowly slides the shirt up letting his fingers trail across my skin. The shiver is a foregone conclusion.

He throws the shirt on the floor and then reaches up to pull off his own. I push his shorts down and the fall in a puddle at his feet and then pull down my panties. Sid takes my hand and walks back to the tub taking me with him. He steps in first and then helps me step in front of him. I wait until Sid slides into the water and then I sit in front of him. First I turn off the water now that the tub is full and then I lean back against him with the help of Sid's arms pulling me.

It takes me a few tries but eventually I do settle comfortably between his legs and with my head back on his chest. Sid's fingers lazily trace over my stomach, absently, almost like he doesn't realize what he's doing. It's that absent, subconscious touching that makes my heart swell again. It seems natural, like we always spend time together like this and it makes me feel like this could actually work.

"I like that you get days off when we do" he tells me and kisses my ear.

"One of the perks of working together I guess; although, I'm told that it won't always be like this as we get closer to the playoffs. You'll have days off because of the CBA but we have no such luck" I tell him.

"Then we have to take advantage of them while we can" he says and hugs me to him. "You know, after yesterday, we need to be more careful at Consol. Duper told me that he's noticed something too."

A feeling of unease settles in my stomach.

"You mean he knows too?" I ask.

"He said he's noticed something but I didn't confirm or deny what he was saying. I don't want to put him in that position, you know? If someone asked him then he'd have to lie and I just don't want him to have to do that. It's not fair."

"The circle of people who know about us is getting larger and larger. You're right; we need to be much more careful."

"We'll figure it out" he tells me. "Right now, let's not think about any of it, ok? What do you want to do today?"

I tilt my face up to his and smile. He smiles back.

"Besides that, which I want to do again soon and often today, what else?" he asks.

"I need to work out" I tell him and realize that I don't have anything with me but the clothes I had on yesterday.

"You don't need to work out. I have a recovery day so you can take one too."

"Sid, I need to run at least six days a week. I take one day off but no more than that. I can't afford it."

"What do you mean, you can't afford it?" he asks.

"If I don't run then I can't keep up even this curvy figure you know. I'll grow even bigger."

Sid is quiet for a while and I begin to assume he's lost in his own thoughts about what we can do today besides the obvious.

"You know" he begins. "I really don't like when you do that."

Surprised, I ask "do what?"

"Put yourself down like that."

Surprised and confused, I say "I don't understand."

His finger touches my chin and tilts my face up so that I'm looking at him again.

"You say a lot of things about not being perfect or you don't like your body. No one feels one hundred percent great about how they look you know? It's not like you're the only one in the world who wishes something was different. Some people get plastic surgery and the rest of us put up with it."

I don't know what to say to him. He makes me sound self-centred and he sounds angry. Doesn't he see that I'm not complaining or being self-deprecating?

"Sid, this isn't an opinion, they're facts. I've been dissected by the best in the business and I know what I'm good at, what I'm not good at, my best physical attributes and my worst. It also takes work to stay this way."

I shrug. He couldn't really understand. He's always been the best and I can only try to be but will always fail.

"I don't get it" he says confirming what I was just thinking. "I know that you know you're smart so I won't talk about that; but, physically, you're gorgeous. If anyone else has told you different than they are idiots and have no idea what they're talking about. I don't care if it's a political consultant or your mother. They just don't know you. You're gorgeous, inside and out. So just stop with the bull shit, ok?"

That's a lot to process so I don't answer him directly. Instead I lay my head back on his chest and get lost in my own thoughts for a little while. He thinks I'm gorgeous? I feel like I've just been scolded. He thinks I'm gorgeous.

Sid reaches for the wash cloth and rubs it with soap. He starts at my neck, rubbing in small circles, then over my chest and breasts. I guess our conversation is over.

"Let me show you" he whispers in my ear.

He adds more soap and then washes one arm and then the other. More soap goes on the cloth and he rubs circles over my stomach then slides lower. I shift slightly and give him more space to move his hand between my legs. At first, he uses the wash cloth to rub but he quickly drops the cloth and uses his fingers.

He rubs his middle finger between my folds and then slips the tip inside. Sid uses the tip to swirl around and around. I love it. There's such a small movement, slight pressure, but my nerves are on fire with every movement. My hips move and tilt up to meet his finger but he doesn't push in any deeper.

"Not yet baby" he whispers in my ear and bites my lobe.

The tingling increases and moves throughout my body. He plays my body like a master musician and I am laid out for him to play however he wants.

"I have an idea" he whispers and bites my lobe again.

"Yeah" is all I can manage as his finger moves again.

"Yeah" he whispers again. "How would you feel about trying something new?"

I barely comprehend what he's saying. What else could we possibly do?

"Do you?" he whispers.

"Do I what?"

"Want to try something?"

"What?"

His finger slides out but he keeps his hand between my legs, against me, holding me, there.

"I have a grey tie" he says and bites my ear lobe.

I don't understand what he's saying. A tie? Does he want to get dressed and go out? We can't go out together.

"So" he says. "Do you want to try something new?"

Now he moves his hand out of the water and takes both of mine in his, holding them by the wrists, together so I can't move them.

Oh.

He has a 'grey' tie. My mind goes back to our conversation in the elevator when he confessed that he read Fifty Shades of Grey. He wants to tie me up with his grey tie like in the book.

Oh.

I'm both excited and anxious.

"We don't have to" he says and tries to shift up.

I turn, splashing water onto the floor but I don't care, so that I can look at him.

"Yeah" is all I say.

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah" I tell him and watch him smile.

The smile disappears and his eyes darken. His hand finds the back of my head and pulls me to him, hard, to capture my lips. Our lips meet; Sid plunders my lips with his tongue and explores my mouth. It's so incredibly hot and I feel my body quickly reacting again. I straddle Sid and sit up but he pushes me back now and sits up too.

"Come on" he says and helps me stand. He stands too and continues "I have plans for you and they're not here in the bath."

I shiver but I'm not sure if it's from the cool air on my wet skin or Sid's promise of 'plans' for me. He gets out of the tub and then helps me too before wrapping me in a towel. He gives himself a quick rub with his own towel before tying it around his waist and then dries me too. I secure the towel around my breasts and then follow Sid into the bedroom.

"Wait here" he tells me before disappearing into his closet. He comes back with a grey tie, as promised, and a bright smile on his face. "Ready?"

The site of Sid in nothing but a towel, still damp, provocatively holding the tie in his hands, has me all but dripping between my legs. All I can do is nod to answer him.

He walks closer to me and, with one finger, he releases my towel so that I'm naked and now insanely self-conscious. I know that he's seen me naked a few times now but to be standing in front of him completely naked in the daylight has me wilting under his gaze. I slightly turn away from him.

"Don't" Sid says and takes me by the shoulders so that I'm facing him again. "Don't turn away from me, ok?"

Again, I can only nod at him. He smiles and nods back then holds up the tie.

"Hands out" he tells me.

I hold out my arms in front of me with my wrists together. Sid takes them in one hand and uses the tie to wrap them with the other. When he finishes, he steps back and examines his work. He must be happy because he nods.

"Ok, on the bed, in the middle, head on the pillow" he tells me.

Awkwardly because my hands are tied, I climb onto the bed and lie as he has directed me. Sid climbs up after me and sits close to my head. His towel parts slight and I can see, oh my.

"Ok, slide down a little bit" he tells me. I do and then he says "A little more. Ok stop. Now hands over your head."

I follow his directions again and he pulls on the ends of the tie and does something at the headboard. He pulls a few times and I realize that I'm tethered to the bed in some way. Sid must notice my confusion.

"I can't tie it to the solid headboard so I tied it down where the bed frame attaches to it. Are you ok?" he asks.

I nod again. Sid gets off the bed and throws his towel on the floor with mine then puts his hands on his hips. I'm lost in feasting my eyes on his naked body. I'm lost deeper when I get to his eyes. They aren't on mine; but, instead he's feasting his own eyes on my naked body. My hips shift under his gaze and a shiver flows across my skin. If this is what he can do with his eyes then I can't wait until he's actually touching me.

Finally, his eyes find mine and he asks "blindfold too?"

I want to say yes, I'm desperate to say yes, but I can't answer him. Why am I still so embarrassed?

"Do you trust me?" he asks and I instantly nod. "Blindfold?"

I nod again and he smiles. He reaches into the dresser drawer and pulls out a sleep mask.

"I use this for afternoon naps" he tells me. "Ok, here we go."

He slips it over my head, rearranges my hair and then kisses my lips.

With his lips still against mine, he whispers "are you ok?"

I can't nod because he has my head captured so I say "yes."

"Good" he tells me and sits up.

I know he's still beside me but he doesn't move. I can feel my entire body flush under his scrutiny and wonder why I agreed to do this. It's exciting, very exciting, but there's nowhere to hide.

I gasp slightly when I feel Sid's finger trace my lips, they part and Sid slides his finger inside. I suck on it and swirl my finger around and around. I hear Sid groan softly and then loudly when I bite down.

He pulls his finger out and traces my lips again. That finger continues its travels over my cheeks, chin and neck. The other fingers join it as he explores my clavicle and the swells of my breasts but avoiding my nipples. They continue down my stomach and I begin to breathe faster. I let out a disappointing cry when he continues down one thigh and then up another one avoiding between my legs.

The bed shifts and I feel Sid's breath at my ear. I think he's lying beside me.

"How do you feel?" he asks.

"Good" I tell him.

His fingers trail down my side and over the sensitive skin at my waist.

"Just good?" he asks.

"Really good" I tell him.

He chuckles.

"What could make it better?" he asks.

"Touch me."

"I am."

"No, touch me there" I tell him.

"Where?" he asks and bites down on my ear lobe.

"Oh God" I say as his teeth sink in again.

"Tell me where Anna."

"Down there."

"Where Anna?"

He's going to make me say it. Between his breath at my ear, teeth occasionally biting my lobe and fingers running up and down my side, I stop caring about embarrassment and become desperate for his touch. Or maybe it's because I'm blindfolded and can't see him that makes me brave.

"Between my legs, I need you inside me, please Sidney."

I don't even recognize my own voice begging him. It feels like it's coming from someone else and it sounds more and more desperate with every word I speak.

"I'm not nearly ready for that yet but maybe I can do something for you" Sid tells me.

His hand pauses on my stomach and then slides down between my legs, finally, and then his fingers slip between my folds. I think I actually sigh when his fingers find my clit. Two of his fingers circle around and around slowly. I'm so wet that they move around easily and he keeps going on and on and on. My hips push up against his hand. I need more. I want more. I'm desperate for more.

"More, please" I beg him.

Sidney

I'm still regretting getting mad at Anna earlier. I just hate when she puts herself down and I hate even more the people who made her that way. If I ever meet her mother, it's going to take a lot of self-restraint not to take her head off.

As I look over Anna's naked body in front of me, undulating as I rub her clit, soft skin and curves, I know that I need to help this girl get over her insecurities. I've never been with a girl so responsive, so hot, and who makes me feel this way. I discovered how much I trust her through my conversation with my mom yesterday and I'm discovering how much she trusts me right now.

I keep up the pressure with my fingers and lean down to capture a nipple with my mouth. I wet it with my tongue and run around it in circles at the same pace as my fingers. Anna's hips begin to rotate at the same pace. I can feel her body tense so I ease back both fingers and lips.

"Sid" Anna whines and her hips seek my fingers again.

"Yes" I reply.

Her body relaxes slowly and I know the build-up of her orgasm has melted away. I've discovered that she has longer and more intense orgasms if I back off at first once or twice.

I lightly trail my fingers up and down the inside of her thighs and lean down to take her other nipple in my mouth. I alternate between lapping with my tongue, sucking, nipping with my teeth and then all over again. Anna's breathing picks up again and she's writhing everywhere my skin is touching hers.

I look up and see her mouth is open and her lips are forming a perfect 'O'. I can't resist so I slide up her body and kiss those perfect lips. They open quickly for my tongue and I slip mine in to duel with hers. While we continue to kiss, I slide my fingers between her legs again only this time I slip two inside of her.

"Ahhh" she cries out into my mouth but I don't release it.

Our lips are hungry and devour each other. My fingers are now soaked between Anna's legs and I know it must be dripping on the sheets. She is rising again, quickly, and I make the decision to make her cum this way before I slip inside of her.

It takes me a few tries but I push my fingers in as far as I can and search the front wall for the right spot. I know when I find it because Anna's lips leave mine, her head falls back and she moans that fucking sexy moan that nearly sets me off. I rub and push and she builds fast and hard. She screams when her orgasm hits her and it looks like it hits hard.

Sweat breaks out over her flushing skin and she stiffens and shakes at the same time. I barely realize that I've grabbed my dick and I'm stroking as I watch her. I'm getting close myself so I stop and move back. My dick is now soaked because I used the same hand that made her orgasm. It's really fucking hot. I have to remember to ask her about birth control so I don't have to use fucking condoms any more.

I grab one from my bedside drawer and quickly slip it on. Anna periodically shivers while she rides the end of her orgasm but I won't let her completely come down.

I quickly shift and position myself between her legs, lifting her hips so that she's tilting up onto my lap. With some guiding, I slam inside of her, hard and she cries out.

I stop immediately and am about to ask if she's ok when Anna says "more, please Sid, more."

I pull out and slam back into her again, and again, and again. Having her tied up and under my control is hot and it makes me even harder; but, I don't like that I can't see her eyes. It feels too impersonal. It's like it could be anyone and not my Anna.

I slam in and hold deep inside of her while I pull of her blindfold. Anna looks surprised and blinks to adjust to the light again.

"What?" Anna says.

"I want to see you" I tell her.

Anna smiles and says "untie me please. I need to touch you."

It takes amazing self-control but I reach over her head and down behind the mattress to release the tie. It only takes a few more moments and then her wrists are released too.

I pull Anna up so that she's sitting on my lap straddling me and then position myself at her entrance again. Slowly she sinks down so that I slide easily inside of her. Anna begins to rock and her head falls back and moans again. I grab her hips and thrust up to meet her. I increase the pace because I really can't wait any more before I explode and she needs to get there fast. With every thrust, she meets me and soon I'm feeling her wetness dripping onto my lap.

I can feel her body stiffen and thank God because I can't hold on any longer. I cum hard and hug her to me. Vaguely I'm aware of Anna crying out and her orgasm wash over her too.

When I open my eyes, we're lying on our sides and wrapped in each other's arms with breathing heavy and hearts beating fast. I lean my head back and brush the hair away from her damp, flushed face. Her eyes open, blink and then lock onto mine. They are bright green and soften when they focus on mine.

The words come out before I have time to process the thought.

"I love you Anna."