Anastasia

I've had two sessions with my trauma therapist, Dr. Jane Lehane, and my heart is already feeling so much lighter. I'm definitely looking forward to continuing working with her. She said that the longer I'm in therapy, the deeper we'll be going, so I know that it'll get harder, but I'm ready for it. I'm cautiously optimistic that this will help ease me when I have to meet Jack face-to-face again. Dr. Lehane urged me to try to keep my mind off of the matter when not in therapy, at least as much as I can, so that's my plan this weekend. Christian has woken me up before sunrise for our car date and I'm finding myself giddy that I get to spend the day out with him. This weekend is my birthday weekend, so he has plans for us this morning, then Elliot and Kate are coming over later for us to enjoy some indoor pool time, and then early tomorrow, he's going to throw the three of us into his helicopter so he can fly us over to see my parents.

I have kept my parents updated on us, of course, leaving certain aspects out. No parent wants to hear about their child getting buzzed and hopping into bed to have some dirty time with their new employer. I giggle as I brush my hair out. No, definitely never telling either of them that. My mother is very worried about me dating a man with a child, considering I don't have much experience with children in general. My father, on the other hand, is very interested in meeting Christian, of course. He wants to know everything he can about him and Kate has already mentioned he's called her and grilled her about Christian himself. I find it entertaining and a little endearing. I'm glad Kate loves him like a second father or I don't see her entertaining that idea very long.

"You ready yet, gorgeous?" Christian steps into our bathroom while I finish my French braid. Through the mirror, I notice him wearing a white t-shirt, khakis with white sneakers and a dark blue button up jacket. He looks deliciously comfortable and I'm obsessed.

"No stuffy Christian today, I see." I smile at him through the mirror.

He shakes his head. "I was careful."

It makes me laugh.

He looks me over. "A dress. My favorite."

"I know." I give him a wink through the mirror as I tie the bottom of my hair. I turn and give him the first proper kiss of the day. "I can't believe I get you to myself all day. Happy birthday to me." I run my hands down the front of his t-shirt. "You spoil me."

"That's my goal." His palms run over my back. "You ready to set off for the morning?"

I nod. "Yes, let's go."

Christian

Anastasia and I have been teasing, touching, and groping each other all morning and I'm about to lose my fucking mind if I don't park this damn car and tear her out of her seat. I pull off into some dirt along the bluffs and shove the car in park before releasing my seatbelt and reaching over to undo hers.

"On my lap. Now." I hurry to open my khakis and yank my bottoms down enough for me to spring free.

She swings her leg over and I help her clear the center console so she can straddle me. Her lips find mine and she grinds her lace covered center against my bare cock. I groan into the kiss and reach down so I can move her underwear to the side. "Take it, Ana." If she doesn't sheath me in a millisecond, I'm taking over and fucking her brains out.

She lowers herself onto me and my head falls back against the headrest. "That's it. Fuck, you feel so good."

She hums and begins to move against me, her mouth finding mine again. My hands find their way to her ass and I squeeze her bare cheeks.

"Wearing a thong?" I nuzzle her nose. "Little minx."

"You like easy access. If this is the result, I'll wear thongs and dresses every day." She's panting as she grinds into me. "So good, Christian."

I help her move her hips by pulling and pushing her backside.

She moans. "Christian... Oh, Christian... I'm... Shit!" She sits up straight and stops.

I'm shocked by her mood change. "What? What is it?"

"State Police." She tries to move, but I hold her in place.

"Stay. I'll handle this."

I pull my hands back out to where they can be seen and hold her hip with one, while my other reaches into the center console for my wallet. She watches as I open my wallet and count out ten 100 dollar bills and grab a business card. I roll my window down a few inches and wait for the State Trooper to make his way up.

"Are you two aware that this is a no parking zone?" He points to the sign right in front of the car. "Ma'am, I'm going to need you to move so I can have him step out of the car."

I offer the money and my business card out the few inch opening while I hold Ana in place. "Stay." I tell her quietly. It only takes a few beats before he changes his tone.

"Mr. Grey. Nice to meet you, sir." I give him a polite nod with my lips pressed together. "What brings you up to our neck of the woods?"

"As you can see, Officer..." I narrow my eyes so I can read his name plate. He should have already announced his name by now, but if he leaves us alone I'll let it go. "Gladstone... my girl and I are on a date."

"Well, I won't keep you. Just don't linger in this spot too long, alright?"

I give him a nod. "Understood."

As he walks back toward his patrol car I roll up the window and Anastasia lets out a heavy sigh. "Holy shit, Christian."

I grin and peck her lips. "Now, where were we?" I grind into her, my cock still buried deep, so the blood flow returns to it.

She giggles and wraps her arms around my neck, her hips grinding into mine. "That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen. You can literally do anything you want."

I'm entertained by her arousal over paying the trooper off. It helps that I gifted the State Police a large amount of money earlier this year. They know me by name and they know not to touch me. It is rather satisfying not having to live by the same rules as others.

Reaching up with both hands, I squeeze her breasts through her dress. "Fuck me hard, baby. I need a release."

She hums and sucks on my bottom lip as she picks up her pace.

XxXxXx

"Baby! What are you doing? They're going to be here any minute!" Anastasia's been sitting on the side of our indoor pool while I did my laps and I've found my way toward her. I'm trying to push her legs apart, but she's fighting me. Elliot and Kate are supposed to be here soon, but they're not here, yet and I want to enjoy her.

"I just want to nuzzle a little."

Her head falls back in a laugh, but she quits fighting me and relaxes her legs. "Is that what you call it?"

"I'll call it whatever I need to get up close and personal to it." I kiss the bruises on her thighs before I nuzzle into her bikini clad center. Opening my mouth, I press my mouth to her center, blowing hot air against her core.

"Fuck, Christian." She hisses, wiggling against me.

I hear the door opening and I hurry to stand and pull her to me, lowering both of us into the pool. Unfortunately, I didn't do it fast enough.

"Uh huh. Like we don't know what you two were doing." Elliot wiggles his eyebrow at us as they make their way to the chairs to set down their stuff.

Anastasia groans. "Oh, Elliot. Don't start."

He yanks his t-shirt off and then gives her an evil grin. "Don't worry, Stasia. It's nothing compared to hearing about your... what did you call it?... a cum kink?"

Anastasia startles in my arms while Kate and Elliot laugh.

"What? I-I don't know what you're talking about!" Her voice is an octave higher than normal and I just shake my head, trying to keep my laughter at bay.

"Please, Ana. If you don't want anyone to hear, then you better learn how to whisper better." Kate wiggles her eyebrows at us and I can't help, but laugh now. They're teasing is completely embarrassing Anastasia and there is nothing I can do to help, so I might as well be entertained.

"Christian!" Anastasia smacks me in the chest and releases my shoulders so she can be let go, but I refuse to release her.

I laugh again. "What? You better be glad we had the corner room and Elliot and Kate were next to us or someone else might have heard."

At the realization her eyes widen. "Oh, my god. Oh, my god. I can't believe this is happening." She covers her face with her hands.

Elliot and Kate slip into the water and Elliot tries to come give Ana a hug but she tucks her arms between us.

"No. Go away."

He chuckles and pats her head. "Fine, little thing, but there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone has their things that they like."

"Is that right? Then what's Kate's?" Ana gives him a smile and Kate's smile immediately disappears.

"Elliot!" Kate barks at him and smacks him hard in the stomach. "He's lying."

"I am?" He cocks an eyebrow at his fiance. "Then what about that whole double penetration thing? You beg for it all the time."

"I can't believe you!"

My head falls back in a laugh. "Please tell me you at least use a vibrator so that it helps get Elliot off, too?"

Elliot has a large smile on his face and he nods. "So fucking good."

"Woah, wait. Double penetration?" Anastasia looks up at me confused. "So, like two in the same or two..."

I cock an eyebrow down at her. "What? Have you never...?"

She looks down and I wince. "Baby, I didn't mean to call you out. Double penetration is when you get penetrated on both sides."

"And I take it you've done this?" Her eyebrow raises and I feel like I'm suddenly in trouble, even though I've done nothing wrong.

"I...I think we've exerted this subject. Let's change it." I give Elliot a look and he nods.

"Yes, let's get some booze going." He pushes himself out of the pool and heads toward the wet bar to grab us some drinks.

"But we haven't talked about what you two like, yet." Kate mentions. "It's only fair."

"Kate. Just drop it." Elliot warns.

"I will not! We're done being embarrassed. It's your turn."

I snort. "You're not going to find either of us embarrassed."

"Okay, then, Christian. Ana... tell us what Christian likes."

Anastasia searches my face and a pout forms on her face. "I... I don't know."

My eyebrows knit together watching her. She's getting insecure and I hate it.

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I guess-I guess we're still new... we're still learning what each other likes. He..." She searches her brain. "He has this need to mark my skin with his teeth."

I decide to help her out, hoping it doesn't scare her away. She's right. We're new and I haven't really unloaded a lot of my preferences on her yet. She seems to have had pretty plain sex up until now, so I've been going slow. "I think you're forgetting spanking, Ana." I keep my eyes on hers, hoping she plays along.

"Spanking?" She whispers, her eyebrows shooting up. "Spanking." She says more confidently, catching on. "Right."

"Damn, Ana. Never knew you had it in you." Kate grins.

It makes Ana laugh and I feel her relax in my arms. Thank god. "Someone has to keep me in line."

Elliot hands me a beer and the girls a bottled margarita. "Damn. I think I need to teach Kate a lesson."

"In your dreams, Grey!" She pushes him hard away from her, letting him float deeper into the pool.

"Alright, alright. We've said ours, now it's Elliot's turn." I give Elliot a grin, before settling my eyes back on Kate. "Come on, Kate. Give us the goods."

"Well..." Kate eyes Elliot. "...I guess... he likes to watch me masturbate."

I roll my eyes. "Bor-ing. What man doesn't? Try again."

Elliot laughs. "Kate, it's fine. She's trying to protect me, but there's no reason to. I like my prostate played with." He shrugs.

"Now that's more like it!" I raise my bottle of beer. "To us and our kinks!"

"Here, here!" Elliot raises his glass and the girls do too. Anastasia is still staring up at me, but I pretend not to notice and lean down to press a kiss to her lips.

Anastasia

"Hey... how are you holding up?" I stand in front of Elliot who has disappeared into the sauna. I haven't wanted to bring this up in front of the others, so when he mentioned he was going to use the sauna, I jumped at the chance to talk to him alone.

He looks over at me through the steam and leans over and pours more water, looking annoyed that I've let out some of the steam from opening the door. "I'm trying to relax, Stasia."

I frown and have a seat across from him, wanting to give him some space. "I know. I'm sorry. I just-I just didn't want to bring it up in front of the others."

Sighing, he runs a hand through his wet hair. "I've been having some nightmares, but I'm dealing."

My heart plummets. "Oh, Elliot... I'm so sorry. I hate this for you."

He snorts. "You hate this for me? Jesus, Ana. You're the one..." He shakes his head. "I just have nightmares that I don't get to you in time... that I forget to come by or decide to grab lunch or something first. I keep dreaming that I hear you screaming for me, but I can't get to you, no matter how hard I try."

I move toward him and have a seat beside him, hugging his thick arm. "Tarzan, you did come though. You saved me."

"What would have happened if I didn't though?" His eyes are full of tears and it kills me. This is all my fault.

I shrug. "Luckily, we don't have to know what would have happened. I'm sorry you had to find me that way. You don't deserve this hurt." Sometimes I wonder if it would have been better if it were just me and Jack. If I just let him do what he wanted and then no one else would have to be involved or hurt.

"I thank God that I did come. I would have hunted that mother fucker down and snapped his neck if I would have found out after."

"Elliot..." I shake my head.

"I'm fucking serious, Anastasia. You're family."

Okay, now I'm crying. "I know. I feel that, too."

"I'll do whatever I need to do to protect you."

I sniffle and nod. "I know. I feel the same way. Listen... what happened has happened and there is nothing we can do to change it. It's not going to happen again. Hell, between you and Christian, I doubt a bee could even get to me now." I giggle at the picture of both of them batting the bees away.

He chuckles and it makes me relax. "If a bee gets through, I promise to provide the ice and aloe."

I push on his arm playfully and he throws it over me and holds me against him. He's so damn sticky and sweaty, but I try to ignore it.

"You know your my favorite sibling, right?" He teases.

I roll my eyes. "I'm no Grey, Elliot." I'm thankful, because that would make things a little awkward for Christian and me. I giggle at the thought.

"Do you want to marry my brother, Ana?" My eyebrows shoot up and I look up at him. "Too soon? Or is it something else?"

I shrug. I don't know if he's aware of Christian's stance on marriage and I don't want to overstep my boundaries by telling him if he doesn't know.

"If Christian came to you with a ring, asking you to marry him, would you?"

Shit. Picturing Christian down on one knee is like a kick to the chest. I can feel my eyes filling with tears and I look away, doing my best to hide it. My heart aches at the mere thought of it.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, kissing the top of my head. "I shouldn't have asked. I was just curious."

I shrug and wipe my eyes, forcing myself to laugh. "Shit, I don't know how you get it so damn hot in here. I'm fucking dying! I'm leaving before my lungs shrivel up. Have fun sweating your ass off." I push myself up and he grabs my hand, giving it a quick squeeze before letting me go.

When I push the door closed behind me, I find Christian and Kate sitting in the hot tub talking.

"Wanna join us?" Christian moves so I can have a seat, but his eyebrows knit together. "Anastasia? What's wrong?" He must notice my red eyes.

I shake my head. "Just too damn hot. Elliot keeps it like Hades in there." I dive into the deep end and let myself relax towards the bottom for a few seconds, enjoying the quiet for a moment. I know I can't stay down too long because Christian will panic. Pushing myself off the bottom, I break through the top and take a deep breath before relaxing on my back, letting the water cover my ears so the water pressure drowns the sound out. I close my eyes and enjoy the peacefulness.

Suddenly, there's a splash and I get hit with something and go under. When I come back up, my sweet girl wraps an arm around my neck as she giggles.

"I'm back!"

"I hadn't noticed." I retort dryly, hugging her to me.

She rolls her eyes. "Daddy! Mommy Ana is being sassy!" Me? She's the one rolling her eyes!

My heart bursts at her comment though. Mommy Ana. I never thought she'd call me that again. I figured I became plain Ana and that's where I'd stay. Her telling on me makes me laugh. "You're throwing me under the bus! What happened to girls rule, boys drool?"

"Again with this bus business!" She shakes her head, making me giggle. "Why does it have to be a bus? Why not a motorcycle?"

"I... well...I don't know. Guess we'll have to look it up later, Ellie girl. Did you have fun at Grammy and Gramps?" She stayed the night for the first time since Leila died but it must have been good cause she's playful today.

She grins. "So much fun! Gram let me do her makeup and I convinced Gramps to let me paint his fingernails orange!"

I wrinkle my nose. "Orange? Why orange?"

"He is obsessed with the Broncos!"

"Eloise Grace, are you going to say hi to me?" Elliot stands beside the pool, hands on his hips. He's dripping sweat from the sauna and I grimace.

"Uncle! There you are!" She lets go of me and swims to him as he jumps in.

"I've been abandoned for Tarzan." I pout up at Christian who makes his way down the pool steps, Kate behind him.

"I'll never abandon you for Tarzan." He wraps an arm around me and I smile. "As long as you give me the same courtesy."

"Like I'd ever do that." I run a hand down his naked front. "I like you too much."

"Just like?"

I giggle. "I'm sorry...love. I love you too much. You're it for me. You know that."

He hums and leans in for a kiss.

Elliot clears his throat. "You do realize your child is here, right?"

"Uncle Elliot! Leave them alone! They need to make me a brother."

Elliot's head falls back in a laugh. "You're not going to let that go, are you kid?"

Christian

I wake Anastasia up with a soft kiss and her lips turn up into a smile before her eyes flutter open. "Happy 26th birthday, baby."

Stretching, she mewls, and then snuggles into me. "Thank you, Christian. Thank you for spending it with me... for willing to fly us to my parents so I can spend it with them, too."

I'm honestly nervous about meeting her parents, but I know at some point it has to be done. Fuck. I haven't met a woman's parents since I was in college. Over a decade. I'm no young college kid that can blame his mistakes and attitude on being young. I'm a grown man with a business and a child... fuck. I hope they like me.

"You're very welcome, Ana. Would you like my present now?"

"A present? I thought our date and flying us was my present." She pushes herself up on her elbow and gives me a grin.

"Do you really think I'd let your birthday go by without getting you something?"

"Oh, I got something." She wiggles her eyebrows and giggles.

"And hopefully you'll get more of that in a minute." I pull her closer and her hand rests on my chest.

"Well, let's see my present then. You've peaked my curiosity now."

I reach in my side table and pull out a small box and settle back in bed.

"Well, do you remember on our first official date where you mentioned a book boyfriend? " I upper lip curls at the word. I hate the whole book boyfriend fad.

She giggles. "Yes. That was right after I read the one about the guy who made my heart go pitter patter because he got his girl a promise ring and asked her to go steady." Her eyebrows shoot up in realization, making me smile. "You got me a promise ring?"

I nod. "I think it's past time I ask you to go steady."

Her shoulders raise in excitement and she sits up quickly, clapping her hands together. "Let me see, let me see!"

"Damn, girl. Can you at least let me profess my undying love and devotion to you?" I push myself up and lean against the headboard.

She giggles. "Oh, right. Right. Yes, of course boyfriend." She gets settled and sits cross-legged while she tucks her hair behind her ears. "Okay, I'm ready."

"You sure now?"

"Christian!"

I laugh. "Okay, okay!" I clear my throat. "Anastasia Rose Steele, I must profess that my heart belongs to you and only you and I would throw myself in front of a moving vehicle if that's what it takes to keep you safe and unharmed." I know I'm being completely over the top and she's giggling like a school girl over my dramatics. "My love is eternal and unyielding and I present to you this ring in hopes that you will let me continue to court you and have my delicious way with you all the days of our lives. Will you accept this ring?"

"You forgot the undying devotion part..."

"Oh, right! It also symbolizes my undying devotion to the one and only Anastasia Rose Steele. I will forsake all others to keep you my darling... Is that better?"

Giggling, she nods. "Much."

"Okay, great. Now will you accept this ring that took your handsome boyfriend weeks to pick out? No pressure of course..."

"Yes! A thousand times yes!" She clasps her hands next to her cheek and batts her eyes and I laugh. "Even though I have no idea what it looks like."

"Oh, shit. Right." I pull open the black velvet box and sits inside is a round cut moss agate ring with vines of rose gold wrapping around it.

She gasps. "Christian!"

I smile. "You like it?"

"I love it! It's absolutely gorgeous!"

"Ellie said you two have gotten into crystals and gemstones and this one is supposed to have healing powers from the earth. It's supposed to encourage tranquility and emotional balance... calming properties." I shrug and chew my lip. I don't know if I believe this shit, but I know Ana believes in the magic of nature and the earth... that was evident in Ireland, so I know it's important to her.

"This is so perfect. You... gosh. You put so much thought into this, Christian! You are better than any book boyfriend I could ever read." She wipes at the tears that begin to form.

"Damn right, baby. No fucking book boyfriend has anything on me." I pull out her ring and she offers me her right hand, but I reach for her left. I want every fucker to know she's taken.

"I love playful Christian. He's my favorite." She smiles as she watches me slip on her ring.

"Oh? How many Christian's are there?"

She lifts her hand and examines her ringed finger. "A fair few. I love them all. But playful is my favorite." She leans in and presses a soft, lingering kiss to my lips. "Thank you for my ring. It's perfect."

"Sexy Christian isn't your favorite?"

She shrugs. "He's definitely a top contender."

I pounce on her, knocking her backward and I enjoy listening to her squeal.

"Hmm... maybe we can mix the two... Playful sexy Christian sounds fun."

I nuzzle my nose with hers and press a kiss to her lips. "And how would one mix the two?"

She blushes and bites her lip. "You mentioned you liked spanking... that sounds playful and sexy."

I'm hard as fucking steel all of a sudden and I grind into her. "You're serious?" I search her face for any doubt but her smile remains.

"Yes. I want to try what you like."

"You're a fucking minx, Ana. Shit. Tonight?" I kiss her lips, her chin, her neck, and begin to nibble along the swell of her breast.

She moans and dances below me. "Yes." She's breathless. "But I need to be fucked right now."

I yank her panties down her legs. "On it."

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Next Up: Meeting the Steele's.