Christian

I gaze down at my nine year old sleeping beauty and thank God that she's safe and warm in my bed. On the other side of her is my other sleeping beauty, who I also thank God for. These two are my life. I will forever be in Elliot's debt for bringing her into my life. He knew. He knew she was what I needed. That's why he kept bringing up the love thing. I grin. I can't wait til he brings it up again so I can agree with him. That'll be a fun conversation.

Sitting up, I scoop my little lovebug up and move her over so I can cuddle my Ana for a few minutes before she wakes up. I form my body to the back of hers, pressing a few kisses behind her ear. She groans.

"Good morning, beautiful."

"I don't feel that way."

I grin against her hair. She changed out of her dress and into one of my t-shirts and boxerbriefs, but she didn't bother to wipe her makeup off or do anything with her hair. It still smells of hairspray and perfume, but it's perfect.

"I'm surprised you can open your eyes with all that eye gunk." I tease, leaving more kisses behind her ear and down her neck. I just can't stop with this woman.

"I haven't tried, yet." She turns to her back and I watch as she pries her eyes open. "How bad is it?"

My grin tells her everything she needs to know. She does her best to wipe the excess mascara from under her eyes, but it does no good.

She looks over at me and lifts enough to look at Ellie.

"Did you move her so you could be closer to me?" She giggles.

I shrug a shoulder. "I needed a few minutes to love on you."

She hums at my admission. "I like that. I love how affectionate you are, Christian. I need that."

Leaning down, I press my lips to hers, giving her a sweet long kiss to show her my appreciation. I'm interrupted by her phone buzzing on the table beside her and she hurries to answer before it wakes our girl.

"Ethan?" She holds up the phone and I realize it's a video call. As nonchalantly as I can, I snuggle close to her on the pillow, 'accidentally' getting in the view of the camera.

"Hey, I just wanted to make sure everything turned out okay last night."

"I appreciate that. There was an emergency with Ellie, but everything is okay now. She's snuggled in beside us."

I grin, happy that she's including me so that he knows we spent the night in the same bed.

"That's good to hear. I was worried."

"With the way we had to run out of there, I'm not surprised. I'm sorry to leave you hanging."

Ethan smirks into the camera. "Don't be. It was a good time."

Laughing, Ana asks what that means.

The camera pans around and beside Ethan is Lennon, curled up in sheets with bare shoulders.

"Well isn't this a turn of events..." I tease, smiling. I'm relieved that Lennon isn't pissed I left her high and dry. "So, how'd it go?"

Ana smacks at my arm, giggling. "That isn't our business!"

"She rode me to the brink of insanity, dude." Ethan comments, making me chuckle. "Who knew older women were so assertive. I like it."

"It's only two years!" Lennon smacks his chest making us laugh. "You need someone assertive. You're too nice."

Ethan shrugs. "Who knew?"

I see Ana biting her lip and I know she wants to say something, but knows it'll make it awkward.

"Guess you both needed someone assertive." I mention, unable to help myself. I nip at her neck.

"Stop it!" She shoos at me but I ignore her. "Okay, we're getting off here. You two have fun!"

A chorus of "We will!" comes from them before they disconnect.

Placing her phone back on the side table, she gives me a playful scowl. I wiggle my eyebrows at her and then dive for her neck, making her squeak.

"Ooh! Are we playing vampire?"

I yank away from Ana and turn to my sweet girl with bedhead. "Yep. I was the vampire. I was trying to make Ana my vampiress. I could do with a vampire daughter though." I grab Ellie and she squeals, doing her best to hide her neck.

"Bad, Vampire Daddy! No bite!"

Laughing, I place her back down on the pillow. "Oh, alright. No biting today."

"Let's do something fun today, Daddy!"

"Isn't being with me always fun?"

"Dad."

I laugh.

"Ooh, I know Ellie! We can paint pottery!" Anastasia is sitting up, grinning.

"Ooh, yea! I saw that on TV!"

"Paint pottery? That does not sound like fun!"

"It'll be fun for us, Dad!"

"Maybe you two should go without me." That sounds boring as hell. I'd rather stay home and poke my eyes out with a hot poker.

"Aw, baby please?" Ana pouts and I groan. That nickname does something to me.

"Call me that again and I might consider it."

She smiles. "You like that name, huh? Noted." She kisses me and I hear Ellie giggle behind me. "Please come with us, baby. I'll make it worth your while."

Oh fuck me.

"Okay, I'll go."

Anastasia

As I'm looking over the shelves to pick something to paint, I hear Ellie tell her dad that he should paint a vase so he could buy me flowers. I grin as I pretend not to hear. That little stinker is always trying to play matchmaker for us. After last night, I don't think she's going to have to try anymore. Christian admitted he was enamored with me and, although I didn't have time to tell him back, I think he knows I am too.

I find two bookends that I decide to paint and look to see what they've chosen. Christian seems to have gone with Ellie's advice and has a vase while Ellie holds a coffee cup.

"I'm going to paint you a coffee cup so you can take it to work." She tells Christian.

"That sounds perfect, lovebug. Thank you!" Leaning down, he gives her a kiss and I'm relieved that she snuggles into him today instead of telling him he's embarrassing. Of course her friends aren't here and after last night, I think she needs to be loved on.

We have a seat at the table and pick our colors before starting.

"What are you drawing, Ellie?"

"A sun, a heart and a bug."

I laugh. "Why's that, girlfriend?"

"Cause I'm the sunshine of his life and his lovebug."

I practically coo at her answer. "Your Daddy is obsessed with you, isn't he?"

"Yep. But you can't blame him." She shrugs and I grin at Christian.

"No, you can't."

After a few minutes of silence, I decide to bring up last night, the reason why I chose pottery painting so we can talk.

"So what happened last night, Ellie?" I look up at Christian as I ask, his eyebrow cocking.

"You mean with my old mommy?"

"Yea." I give her a soft smile. "Will you tell us what happened? If you don't want to, that's okay, too."

She sighs and it makes her seem so much older. "Well... me and Grammy were baking cookies and Gramps kept stealing the cookie dough while we were putting them on the pan, so I started to chase him away and when we got to the hall, she was just standing there."

I steal another look at Christian, who is worrying his lip.

"How'd she get in?" I ask.

"I don't know. They didn't know she was there I don't think, cause Gramps freaked out. He yelled at Grammy that she was there and called Mommy some bad names and told her to get out." She sets her paint brush down and folds her arms. "Mommy said she wasn't leaving without me. She said Daddy had enough time and it was her turn. I didn't want to go. I told her that. She said Daddy turned me against her... that it was Daddy's fault I hated her."

She looks down at the table and pouts. Her heart hurts, I'm sure.

"But you don't hate her." I mention.

"No. Why? I feel like I should. She's mean. She hurt Daddy and me."

"It's never good to hate anyone, Ellie. If you do, that means they have a terrible hold over you that they don't deserve. It puts a black spot on your heart. She's your mom and I'm sure you guys had some good times together."

"I feel sad for her."

I'm surprised by this. "Why do you feel sad?"

"Cause she can't stop doing bad things and it hurts her. She did bad things to me and Daddy and now she doesn't have us. She did bad things to Grammy and Gramps and she doesn't have them. Grammy told her last night that she could see marks up her arms. I don't know what that means, but Granny said she was going to kill herself with a needle."

My heart thuds hard against my ribcage. Has she turned to drugs? Christian looks as surprised as I do. That makes her more dangerous. If she is looking for money for her next high, she'll get desperate.

"It's sad she can't do good. If she can't do good, then she can't be happy. I want to be happy. I can't see Mommy and be happy."

"Well, we'll make sure that you don't see her again, lovebug. We've got a lot of happiness here, don't we?"

She smiles and it's a relief. "Yes, we have lots."

Looking over at Christian's vase, I notice him painting the whole thing blue.

"We've got a lot of happiness, Ellie, but judging by your daddy's blue vase, we might have a bore in the family."

She giggles. "Bore?"

"Yes, as in bor-ing!"

Christian playfully scowls at me while Ellie giggles. "For your information, I am not done."

"Oh, so sorry. I shouldn't have pre-judged you."

"You better be sorry! You're going to love this vase!"

"Aw, you're making it for me?"

He cocks an eyebrow. "Don't act like you don't know. Our child is the loudest whisperer on the planet."

My heart swells ten times its size when he calls her our child. I actually find myself choking up and I have to clear my throat. "I'm sure I'll love it... especially if there are lillies in it." I give him a wink.

"Hint taken." He grins.

XxXxXx

"Christian!" We went to lunch while our pottery baked and now that we're back, we show each other our pieces. Christian's cheeks are actually a little pink as I take in the blue vase with gray writing. On the front it simply has 'CG (plus) AS'. It's so charming. Something so simple that has an air of youth to it but it means so much.

"Is it ridiculous?"

"It's perfect. I'm completely obsessed."

He gives me a boyish grin. "Really?"

I nod and reach up on my tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.

"I'm getting a mommy." Ellie's comment is so quiet that I barely hear it, but the look of pure joy in her face has my heart bursting.

"And what did you make little miss?" I ask her. She shows us her mug for her Daddy that shows a sun with a smile, a big red heart and a bug that reminds me of a lady bug but it's pink with purple spots.

"This is so great, lovebug. I can't wait to take it to work and show everyone tomorrow. Thank you for thinking of me." He hugs her tight and she snuggles into her father, which honestly makes me miss my own daddy. I need to see them soon.

"Okay, Steele, it's your turn. What do you have?"

I smile and hold up the bookends. One of them is Harry Potter themed and the other is Disney. "I made these for Ellie. She's been wanting to add some books to her room like you have and I thought maybe she'd like them." I hand them to her. "What do you think? It's okay if you're not a fan."

She looks them over for a minute and then beams up at me. "I love them. Thank you, Ana!" I'm noticing a lack of 'nanny' in front of her Ana and I actually find myself wondering why. I am hoping it's because we're getting closer and not because she's growing out of it already.

"You're very welcome, Ellie girl."

XxXxXx

*When you drop Ellie off at aerobics, come to my office. I canceled your training session for the day.*

His text has me in knots. Since I won't be training, I opt for a dress and flats instead, wanting to make sure I look professional. He obviously has something on his mind and wants to talk about it while Ellie isn't around. I'm thankful that his building is only a ten minute drive from the gym. I let her instructor know I'm stepping out of the building today and not to let her leave the room until I come get her. I see Luca outside and give him a wave as I hop back in the car. I feel good that he'll be here watching her considering what conspired Saturday night with Leila.

I find myself fiddling with my dress on the way up the elevator to his office and when the elevator announces my arrival, my stomach gets sour. Andrea gives me a wave as I make my way through and tells me to go on in.

Please don't fire me.

Pushing the door open, I find Christian propped up on his desk, waiting for me. I turn to shut the door and as soon as it clicks, I feel his hands on me as he turns me around and his lips crush into mine. My body molds to his and I hum into the kiss.

"Well, hello there." I'm panting when he pulls his mouth away to press kisses to my throat. "You had me a nervous wreck!"

"I'm sorry. I just thought you could do your cardio with me this morning." Pulling his mouth off my neck, he gives me a grin. "Even wore a dress. I like easy access."

I can't help, but grin like an idiot while his hands roam around my body.

"Couldn't stand another second without me, huh?" I tease, letting him pull me to his desk.

He shakes his head seriously. "Absolutely not. I was sitting here all morning thinking about how delicious you'd be draped over this desk." He sits me on the desk in front of his chair. "You up for the challenge, babydoll?"

I hum. "Yes, please."

He presses his lips to mine. "So polite." He gives me a wink and reaches for my dress, shimmying it up. "Lay back. Let me get these panties off."

I do as he says and can't help but notice Ellie's cup sitting half full of coffee. God, I love that.

Yanking my naked center to the edge, he has a seat in his chair and gets to work. Fuck, he's so good at this.

"What is it that makes laying on your desk letting you do whatever you want to me while you play Kingdom so damn erotic?"

He kisses my center and smiles up at me. "You like the power I have."

I hum and push his head back between my legs. "It's sexy... and the fact that I'm the only one that gets to be in this position... so fucking satisfying." I begin to pant when starts to tongue fuck me. "So good, Christian. So fucking good." My head falls back and I release the grip I have on his head, deciding to give him the control. It isn't long before I'm quivering all over his desk with my hands clamped over my mouth so I don't make too much noise.

"I'm never going to look at this desk the same way again...but I'm not done with you yet. Climb down so I can bend you over it."

I push myself up and give him a salacious grin. "I was hoping you'd say that."

Christian

My girl is panting, her cheek against my desk after an explosive round of office sex. I could get used to this. As I tuck myself back into my pants, I notice her eyes glued to the pictures on my desk.

"Christian... you have a picture of me."

I smile. "Of course I do." It's one I took of her at my birthday dinner. "I want the ones we took with your camera soon."

I see her get teary-eyed and I run my palm down her back. I love that it means so much to her. I just like looking at her all day. I don't understand why it's so hard for her to comprehend my feelings for her. She's always second guessing them and thinking the worst.

"Don't move. Let me clean you up." I fetch a warm wet rag from my personal bathroom and gently wipe between her thighs so she isn't sticky all day. Unable to help myself, I kneel down and press a kiss to her backside before nipping it with my teeth.

"I think I like cleaning my mark off of you as much as I like leaving it."

She giggles from her spot and I pat her butt so she turns. I help her step into her panties and right her clothes before I kiss her deeply.

"Thank you for letting me have you."

She smiles up at me and relaxes against me. I love when she does that. "Thank you for having me." Looking at her watch, she sighs. "I need to get going. Our girl will be done in fifteen minutes."

I kiss her again. "Come to my bed tonight."

She looks pleasantly surprised and nods. "Okay. Sounds good. Maybe I'll get to treat you this time." With a wink she pulls on my tie so I duck to give her one last kiss.

I walk her to the elevator and when she disappears, I ask Andrea to get me a quick sandwich that I can scarf down before my next meeting. I used my lunch time to have her, but it was so worth it.

Anastasia

So, I thought Saturday would break me, but it turns out that it was the beginning of something so much better. Christian admitted he has feelings for me, we're becoming closer as a family of three...and hell he looked completely happy with the idea of Ellie saying I'll be her mom. Getting out of my training session so Christian could have his wicked way with me? Fuck! Just the icing on the cake!

I never in a million years thought that this is how my summer would turn out. By now, I figured the brooding billionaire and I would both be ready to kill each other and I would have had to beg for my job a few times. Instead, Christian isn't like anything I thought he'd be. Sure, he's extremely protective with his daughter and bossy as all get out, but he's sweet and loving and raw. He's trustworthy and honest, never once shying away from how he feels about me. One kiss from him tells me so much. When he told me always on the mouth... or when he demanded I stay after he fucked me against the wall... he was raw and honest to me and didn't bother to batt an eye about it. I find myself falling completely in love with the man. Even though he isn't marriage material. At least in his eyes.

*Wear your robe. Deck door is unlocked. I'm in the bath.*

A shiver rolls through me. The thought of my sexy male laying completely naked and wet in the bath has me liquifying in my spot. I hop to, yanking my clothes off and heading into my closet to grab my robe.

I stop.

There is a line of robes, all different colors, lengths, and material now hanging in my wardrobe. I want to be mad... I really do... but I can't be. He wants to see me in them and I want him to see me in them. Like he said, he likes easy access... and fuck I want to give that to him.

Knowing he likes red, I grab a long red silk robe and slide it on. So soft. I throw my hair up on top of my head and make my way up to his back deck, forcing myself to take my time. I let myself in and tiptoe into his bathroom, closing it behind me.

He gives me a soft smile as I take in the dark room with candles and the tub lights on a soft yellow color, barely illuminating the bubbles as the jets move the water around. My handsome man is laying back in the tub watching me while he runs his hand up and down his cock.

"Oh, I like this." I give him a grin as I untie my robe and hang it on the back of the door.

"I take it you found the robes?" He offers me his empty hand and helps me in the large tub.

"Yes. And thank you. You want me to wear them for you, I take it?" I have a seat on his knees and move his hand so I can continue to pleasure him myself.

"Is that okay?" His voice is suddenly rough as I use both my hands on him.

"Of course. I want you to like what you see." I give him a wink and squeeze his shaft with one hand, my other reaching down to knead his sac.

"I always like what I see. Fuck, babydoll. Just like that. That's great." His head falls back and rests against the head rest while I continue.

"Just relax, baby. I'll take care of you."

He hums in response and closes his eyes.

I love that I can treat this man in front of me. He works so damn hard and he never lets his work interfere with his parenting. He manages to juggle an empire and his family perfectly and now he's seems to have taken me on. I'm determined to make things easier on him. I don't want him to feel like I'm another responsibility. More like a bonus.

"Baby-baby-baby, I'm coming...!" He thrusts his pelvis into my hand a few times and a grunt comes from his lips while I finish squeezing and drawing the cum out. "So good." His body relaxes and a lazy grin spreads on his face. Reaching for my waist, he pulls me closer until our fronts are pressed together.

"Do you know how phenomenal you are?"

I giggle. "A little, but a reminder is always nice." Leaning in, I kiss him.

"How was your day?" He asks me this, but doesnt bother to even look at my face. Instead, his eyes are glued to my chest while his hands knead my thighs. No shame, this one.

"Well, I didn't have to go to the gym, so I'd say it was above average."

His eyes meet mine and I have up use all of my self control not to grin.

"That's it? Just above average?"

I bite my lip. "Something wrong with that?"

"A shitload!"

"Oh." I feign indifference.

"If my cock didn't rock your world earlier, I need to try again."

Now I grin. "Oh, it definitely did, but please, don't let me stop you." My lips find his again and we take our time, making out like lovesick teenagers. My center is aching for him, but I don't want to stop. I love this part of intimacy with him. The kissing, the touching and carressing... it's tender and raw and something I've never experienced before.

Christian pulls away panting. "Please tell me you're ready, because I'm seconds away from blowing in this damn tub again."

I peck his lips. "So ready."

He groans. "Bed. Not here."

Within seconds he has us up and on the rug beside the tub, towels wrapped around us. I can't help, but notice his purple, angry cock bob when he runs the towel down his body.

"Stop fucking staring at it and fuck it!" He growls the statement out as he yanks me into the bedroom and throws me onto the bed, covering me with himself. He reaches into the side drawer and oils himself up for my benefit before pushing into me.

I go verbal as his feet dig into the mattress and he shoves into me.

"I'll never get enough of you." I admit. He drapes himself over me and I kiss his shoulder that's right in front of me.

"That's a relief." He thrusts, making me moan out. "That's my girl. Feel it, baby. We're so good together." Another thrust.

I nibble on his shoulder, moaning with every move of his hips. So damn good.

"You're everything I could ever want, Ana."

I hug him close, squeezing him. "Me, too, Christian."

"Make a baby with me."

I laugh out. A nervous, awkward laugh. "Wh-what? Christian... slow your roll, will you?"

His face finds mine as he continues to thrust and I can't stop another moan. He kisses me.

"Why? We're a family. You're meant to be Ellie's mother. You're a natural. Let's have another." He presses his lips to the bridge of my nose.

"But..." I pant, his member hitting my sweet spot. "It's only been months! I'm on the pill..."

"Who fucking cares! You're mine. I'm yours. Throw the pills away and let's make a baby."

I can't even think straight with him on top of me like this. "We'll talk later. Please, just fuck me. I need you." He grunts and pivots his hips just like I like. "Yes, just like that. I need to come, Christian." I swear I'll implode if he doesn't get me to explode soon.

"I've got you. Over and over I'll have you." His mouth covers mine.

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