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"Forget about the batteries. We've had a change of plans and are going to the movies.", Kate informs us on the other side of the door which I'm shocked is still standing considering the heat radiating through the room between me and Christian. I can forget the batteries, but how in the hell am I going to forget what he said about the size of his cock. His cock that I want so desperately in me.
"You guys go ahead without us. Christian and I are going to stay here and...hang out.", I reply, running my tongue over my lips as my hand finds it way to the top of his jeans. Judging from his growing bulge, he appears to be thrilled with my comment.
"Are you sure? We can do something else if you'd like?", Elliot adds.
"Go on.", Christian adds.
"All right."
"Why aren't they going?", Mia whines.
"They're going to stay here.", Kate replies. "Let them have their time alone." There's no doubt that she knows exactly why we're wanting to stay behind. The shuffling of feet and closing of the door is all I need to know that we're alone.
"We could have gone with them.", Christian says. "I'm sure that we could catch up with them if you want."
"Nope. I'm right where I want to be. Well, almost where I want to be." I drop to my knees and undo the button of his jeans before he can question me. Looking up at him through my long lashes, I follow with the zipper.
"Ana, what are you doing?"
"You were more than honest with me last night, but I have to see for myself if you were telling the truth about the size of your cock."
"Miss Steele, I assure you that I'm not lying, but I also don't want you to feel like you have to do something you're not ready for. There's no rush." I'm touched by his willing to wait, but I'm more than ready.
"Last night, something shifted between us. I felt the connection get stronger. I want this." He studies me for a few seconds before grinning. A tiny drop of pre-cum is glistening as I lean on my heels and place my tongue on his tip, hearing him moan at just the slightest touch. My lips remain glued to that one spot for several seconds before I move my tongue down. I grab hold of his leg with my left hand while my right hand locks on to his shaft, stroking him gently as I begin licking his base. A sense of empowerment takes over at the growth beneath my fingertips. I stop for a moment and take a deep breath while wondering if I can fit all of him in my mouth. I love a challenge.
"Baby.", he hisses as I ease just a few inches in and begin sucking on him. I pull him out and then push him back in, going a few inches deeper the second time. And so begins a pattern of pushing him in and out a few more inches at a time. He lays his hand on the back of my head and gently pushes himself to the back of my mouth. I move my left hand and give his balls a tug. "Shit. I'm close. Ana, I'm so close." Instead of moving him from my mouth, I continue sucking. "Ah, ah, ah." The flow of warm, salty Christian Grey juice spills into my mouth and down my throat. With a pop, I pull him from my mouth and lick the remnants of his release.
"I told you I didn't have a gag reflex." I'm about to stand when he pulls me up, crashing his lips on to mine. The kiss is full of hunger. His fingers gradually inch underneath my pink and white sundress where he stops at the top of my white lace panties.
"Are you wet for me?" I'm quick to nod my head as he bends down and bunches my dress up, pulling my white lace panties down. "You're dripping." His head disappears just as I feel...oh my. His tongue is circling around the outer part of my sex. I grip the edge of the dresser for support as he dips his tongue in further.
"Ah.", I moan. His tongue is magic on my clit, thrusting it harder with each lap. I'm on the verge of my release. "I'm coming. Oh god." After he raises up, I'm still longing for him, to have him buried in me. "I need more." I grab the nape of his neck and brace our lips in a feverish kiss. He pulls back and shakes his head in frustration with his eyes on the bed.
"Even though I get tested regularly and want to feel you wrapped around me, I don't have a condom."
"I'm on the pill and was tested after well...you know.", I pant, pulling down the zipper of my dress, letting it fall to the fall to expose my matching lace bra which soon lands on the floor next to my panties. "Do you want this Mr. Grey."
"Fuck yeah." He pulls his tee shirt over his head with a crooked grin. "What about you Miss Steele? Do you want this?" My eyes travel up and down the body of the sex god before me. Instead of answering him, I simply lay down on the bed and wait for his next move. He stands at the end of the bed and looks down at me as if I'm the only woman in the world. A sly grin proceeds him crawling on the bed like a predator stalking his prey. He brings himself over my body, careening his lips on to mine while I'm careful not to touch his chest. Taking his lips off mine, he sets about planting soft kisses down my body, splaying his hands on my stomach. The sensation is unreal.
"Christian, please.", I beg. He shifts slightly and grabs his cock with his left hand, teasing me at my entrance. I raise my hips up to coerce him into slipping inside.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful and amazing you are?", he asks as he slowly eases into me. He stills for a few seconds before moving out and back in. "You feel like silk around me." I meet him thrust for thrust with each one becoming a little more harder. My body begins to tense up as I feel my orgasm nearing.
"I'm close."
"I want us to come together. You and me.", he moans with the same intensity in his voice that's in mine. I tilt up higher in the bed to get him deeper. "Come baby. Come." Our bodies quiver during our united release.
"I'm sorry.", Christian apologizes from the other side of the bed where he collapsed following our lovemaking. I'm hoping that I heard wrong, but my self-conscious takes over as I pull the sheet further up my naked body.
"What for?" The long sigh he takes only heightens my fear that he regrets what happened between us. "Never mind.", I murmur. "I should have known this was how things were going to go." I turn on to my right side and try to fight away the tears that I vowed I would never shed over another man. Staggering off the bed, I keep my back to him as I look for my clothes. "Make sure you close the door on your way out." I hear him get up, but instead of moving to the door, I hear him behind me. "You don't have to stay to make sure I'm ok."
"Ana, what are you talking...Wait a minute, do you think I'm sorry for making love to you?" He turns me around to face him. "I'm not sorry for one single thing that just happened, but I had envisioned our first time involving rose petals and candles. I just wanted it to be special."
"I had no idea when we came in here for batteries that we would end up in bed, but it was special because it was with you. You made me feel like I was floating on a cloud of ecstasy, a feeling unlike anything I've ever felt."
"That's how I felt as well."
"We can do the candles and roses set up another time. What do you want to do now?"
"Have you ever been go-kart racing?", he asks as he closes his arms around my waist.
"I've gone to go-kart tracks a few times with Kate and Ethan, but I've never had the courage to actually get on one. It has nothing to do with my driving so don't even go there."
"I wasn't, but why have you never gotten out there?"
"Both Kate and Ethan are very competitive and end up making it more about who's going to win as opposed to having fun. They do look like fun though. Have you ever driven one?", I ask after picking sliding my panties back on.
"Elliot and I go occasionally. It's purely for fun with us although I always end winning. Would you like to go?" I'm not sure how I'll do on the track, but any time spent with Christian is worth it.
"I'd like to go, but I'm going to change into some jeans since a dress isn't the best thing to wear while on a go-kart.", I say.
Following a drive just outside of Seattle to Tukwila, we arrive at Family Fun Center. Christian's hand is in mine as we walk through the entrance to find a large crowd. I turn to Christian to get his reaction, but he's smiling.
"Do you want to go straight to the go-karts or do you want to do something else first? They've got a lot to offer here." He points to a sign on the wall with a list of both indoor and outdoor attractions. "The Screaming Swing sounds like fun. You soar through the air at sixty-five miles per hour.", he laughs.
"Let me think about that for a second.", I say. "Um, no. My stomach won't be able to handle that. Besides, the only screaming I want to do is while we're in bed." He blushes instantly at my comment. "I'd like to go ahead and do the karts."
A group of people are finishing a round around the track when we step in front of the gate. Luckily, Christian and I are the first to get in line for the next set. He walks over and begins to talk with the track supervisor while glancing at me every few seconds. I'm about to join him when I see him slip the guy a hundred-dollar bill.
"We'll be out there once the other guys get done.", he tells me after his conversation has ended. "The only two people out there will be you and me so relax and have fun."
"No one else is going to be out there?", I ask as I see other people outside the track.
"Nope. I rented the entire track for us."
"All right. Mr. Grey, you're up.", the supervisor announces. Christian leans over and kisses me briefly before leading me out on to the asphalt. He climbs into a blue kart while I get into the red one next to him. "Make sure you're securely strapped in. Are there any questions?" We shake our heads and grip the wheels of our karts as we wait on the green light.
"You don't have to take it easy on me out there. I want us to have a fair race. May the best man or woman win."
"Of course baby.", he nods.
The green light flashes and we're off. I've got my foot glued to the gas and my eyes focused on the track ahead. Christian and I are right beside each other until we come to the right turn where I end up in the front. In the corner of my eye, I see him drawing closer and is soon beside me once again. Maybe it's time that I show him my true driving capabilities. My right hand remains on the wheel while I quickly blow a kiss at him and floor the accelerator. I throw my head back in laughter, speeding to the finish line. The waiting line of people are applauding me as we come to a stop. Christian stays in his kart and processes what happened.
"I've got a confession."
"And what would that be?", he chuckles after unhooking his seat belt.
"I've driven a kart before.", I confess.
"You don't say. I also suppose you're a little more competitive than you let on."
"When I was younger, my dad entered me in a few junior kart races where I won a few trophies. Kate and Ethan do like to compete, but they've never won against me. I'm sorry that I lied."
"It's ok.", he shrugs. "Having a girlfriend who likes to race is kind of a turn on." Girlfriend? This is the first time he's referred to me as his girlfriend. It could have been a slip of the tongue. What if it wasn't? Do I want to be his girlfriend? "Where'd you go?" I snap back to reality.
"You said girlfriend.", I mumble.
"I did. It's a big step for both of us, but I want it to be true. I want to tell people "This is my girlfriend." or "Have you met my girlfriend?" I guess I should be asking you how you feel about it. Do you like the thought of being my girlfriend?"
"Yes. I like it as much as the thought of you being my boyfriend." This is what I want. I want to be official with him.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend.", he says.