It had been a week since Ana had moved in with Christian and they had yet to be intimate. It was nice getting to know each other, but as she sat cross-legged on the counter in her nightgown, she was thinking the abstinence wasn't going to last much longer.

Christian stood in the kitchen in nothing but sleep pants hanging low on his hips while he poured their cereal into bowls. She would have wondered how those pants stayed up, if it wasn't for his long, thick hard-on that seemed to be doing the job by itself. She had made it a point to stare at his naked body coming out of the bathroom every morning, but she hadn't seen it naked and hard yet. She had thought he was well-endowed then... but it seemed that Christian was also a grower. He was massive.

When Christian set her bowl of cereal down beside her on the counter, she came to and looked up at his face. There was a salacious grin on his face and she knew he caught her.

"Sorry." She ducked her head bashfully and grabbed for her cereal bowl. "Thank you for the cereal."

"No reason to be sorry. It's yours."

Biting her lip, she gave him a soft smile. "But we haven't done anything, yet."

"That doesn't matter. It's yours regardless. I'm glad you like what you see, though."

"Excuse me?" How cocky!

His eyes flicked down to her chest and he nodded.

Looking down, she noticed her nipples protruding through the thin lace of her nightgown. Gasping, she put an arm over herself.

"No, no. None of that." Stepping closer, he pulled her arm away. "Your body is for me. I won't force you to to be naked around me, but let me enjoy what it looks like in these nighties. Your body is so soft and feminine." He ran his hands over the soft curve of her stomach. "I love the way it lays against your skin... the way when pulled taut, you can see the dip of your lower belly and the indentation of you belly-button. Beautiful."

"Will you let go of my pooch now?"

He scowled at her. "I don't like that word. This is your stomach. Your soft, lush stomach. I love your body. A woman should be soft and sweet. I don't want hard and bony. If you want bony, I've got one for you." He gave her a wink and kissed her. "He's screaming to get out. I think I might need a tug in the shower this morning." He nuzzled his nose against hers.

She let out a small moan and then gasped. "Oh, gosh. I'm sorry."

He shook his head, his eyes heavy lidded. "I liked it."

Uncrossing her legs, she rested them on each side of him and used her leg to pull him closer while she slid forward. Another moan escaped her when his hard-on pressed against her center.

"Jesus." He was surprised at how forward her action was and when she rolled her hips into his, he about lost it.

"Easy, Ana." He was breathless. "You're going to unman me, baby." He clung to her hips, keeping them still.

Wrapping her arms around his neck she hummed. "I'd rather be in the bedroom before I do that."

He licked his lips. "I won't do anything to you until you say go."

She gave him a smirk. "Go."

He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay calm. He needed to be sure she was ready. Searching her face, he saw nothing but desire and need.

"Okay." He nodded. "We stop any time you decide. I don't care if I'm halfway in. You change your mind, you tell me. Do you understand, baby?"

"Yes."

He picked her up and headed back to their bedroom, setting her beside the bed. "Arms up, sweet cheeks."

When she obeyed, he pulled the nightgown over her head. "Beautiful."

He pressed a kiss to her mouth before lifting her to lay her against the pillows. "I've dreamed of this body every night since you've moved in." His palms made their way down the center of her body, parting at her stomach and running back up her sides before he finally took her breasts in his hands. "But this is better than I could have dreamed. Your skin is so soft. Your body is so lush. Your breasts are perfect." They were just a little more than a handful and he loved the way the top spilled out of his fingers just a little while he gripped the underside.

"Mine." The word came out as a growl low in his chest. Now that he had her below him, knew what she looked like, he wouldn't let her go. He wouldn't allow another man to appreciate this body. He'd spend his life worshipping it. Leaning down, he took a nipple into his mouth and groaned when he heard her mewl under him.

Ana certainly felt worshipped with the attention his hands and mouth were giving her body. He was everywhere. Her neck, her breasts... her abdomen, shoulders, thighs and even calves. He certainly acted like he wanted to devour her and she felt every bit of it. Still, he managed to leave her pantyclad piece alone.

"Christian..." It was a breathy whisper while she wiggled her hips. He was busy marking her thighs, but she was over it. She needed his mouth a little higher.

He hummed against her thigh. "Easy, baby. I can smell your arousal. I'm savoring this. I want to dedicate every second to memory. When you move like that, it makes me impatient." His nose came up to nuzzle her fabric covered center, breathing deep. "Your scent is intoxicating. Fuck. I feel feral. Once I have you, there's no turning back, Anastasia. I need you to know that. You'll be mine. Completely. I'll own you... your orgasms and your pleasure. I won't be able to keep myself away. I need to know how you feel about that." His gray eyes stared up at her from his spot between her legs. His eyes were dark and dangerous, his voice quiet and deep while his breath came out in short pants. He looked feral. His jaw clenched as he tried to keep himself in check but there was no need. What he said had her flooding even more.

"Take them off, Christian."

His control seemed to snap with those four words. The panties were yanked roughly down her legs and thrown unceremoniously behind his head before he yanked her legs open and dropped back down on the bed, hovering over her center. "Stunning." He nuzzled into her wet folds before his tongue came out to lap at her.

"Christian..."

"Yes, baby. Let me hear you. Use your voice." He needed her voice to tell him what she liked and what she really liked. The sounds coming from her mouth gave away all her secrets. He intended on using it to his advantage.

"You're so good... Please, please make me come." Anastasia quickly realized just how talented Christian was. He worked her up, had her in constant pleasure, right at the edge of falling over, without actually letting her. It was such an intense feeling.

"That's a good girl. So polite. You're ready, baby. Your whole body is practically vibrating. Scream for me." His mouth came back down to finish her, but this time he pushed two fingers into her.

"Christian...CHRISTIAN...!" Fuck the whole toe curling... her whole body curled with the intensity of the release that rocked through her. Her body bowed off the bed. She felt like he just exorcised every demon from her past out of her body. Every touch, every orgasm, every experience before that shattered and lay forgotten. None of it mattered anymore.

With a cocky smirk, he kissed and sucked his way up her body while she recovered.

"I'm yours." There was no denying it. He had all the control now.

"You're right." He kissed her.

"I think I just levatated."

He grinned and gave her another kiss. "Glad to be of service."

She cocked an eyebrow. "You're not done, are you?"

"Fuck no."

She giggled.

"We just started." Pushing off of her, he made quick work of ridding himself of his bottoms. When Ana's eyes widened he just laughed and dropped back down for her lips. "Don't worry, baby. I'll go slow, but you'll take it all. That isn't up for discussion. I'll ruin you for anyone else. No one could even begin to satisfy you after you've had me."

"I don't want anyone else."

"That's my good girl." Reaching back, he pulled her leg up and open. "I'm taking what's mine now."

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Christian kissed his way down Ana's back. "You did so well taking me, Ana. You felt so good. Just relax now and let me take care of you." He pulled one knee up against her side while she was on her stomach, giving him a beautiful view of her center, but also giving him room to kneel between her legs.

His hands found her shoulders first and squeezed, before kneading them.

She moaned out. "That feels so good."

That's all it took for his dick to wake up. He tried to ignore it and continued to massage her back, his mouth trailing behind his hands. He wanted his mouth on every inch of her body. His dick kept pressing into her backside when he leaned over and when she wiggled a little, he took it as permission.

Guiding himself, he pushed the head into her center, it slipping in much easier with both of their marks.

"Christian!" She gasped.

"Shhh, it's okay. Just relax. You're so soft and primed and ready, my baby. Your hips were begging for it. You're mine now. I want what's mine."

Moaning out, she bowed back and rocked against him. "Yes, Daddy."

He growled out and shoved himself into her. "Say it again." He didn't expect her to slip into little headspace already during sex. Usually it took awhile, but his surprise didn't mean he was going to let it go to waste.

"Yes, Daddy." She moaned. "I belong to you."

"That's my girl. You just relax and let Daddy make you feel good." He ran a hand down her back and over her backside while he thrusted. "I'm going to come on this backside of yours and then I'll carry you to the bath to soak. My girl is going to be so sore after taking me twice."

Whimpering, she clung to her pillow. "Yes. You feel so good."

"That's right. I'll always take care of you."