Chapter 11: A Night in the Escala Penthouse, Part 1

"Thanks, Bear. We're leaving now," Christian announced.

If BB was surprised that his friend was uncharacteristically thanking him, he didn't show it. Over the past 24 hours, there had been moments when he didn't even recognize Christian. Time would tell whether the changes would last, and whether this thing was going to work out between his two friends.

"Take your girl home and fuck her brains out, my friend," BB responded.

Christian smirked. That was exactly what he intended to do. Finally!

Anastasia gave BB and Jose goodbye hugs just after she grabbed some office attire from her guest room, feeling thankful she'd left it there. She got a few of her toiletries, too, and was all set to spend the night at Christian's place. Holy shit, a lot can change in 24 hours! Christian Grey was now her Dom, and she'd gotten exactly what she'd wanted in the contract they'd just signed!

Christian's CPO Taylor, a hunky guy with a buzzcut, drove them to Christian's penthouse, which wasn't far away, so they were there within minutes. In the private elevator, Christian couldn't wait another second to capture Anastasia's lips in another steamy kiss. He held her wrists securely behind her back with one hand while he explored her body with the other. He palmed her breasts, then her thighs and ass, and then her breasts again. From the moment he'd walked into BB's house earlier tonight, those nipples had been begging for his touch, pushing through the fabric of her sexy pink dress.

Christian ended the kiss, leaving Anastasia gasping for air, just as the elevator doors opened into his penthouse. He had planned to head straight to the playroom as soon as he got her here and give her the long-awaited, much anticipated punishment. But now that they were there, he decided to save her punishment for Down Under. He knew she'd prefer it that way. Come to think of it, so would he.

And for the first time in his life, Christian WANTED to take a girl to his bedroom. Without saying a word or giving Anastasia time to look around, Christian pulled her towards his bedroom, which wasn't far away on the main floor.

"You've been teasing me all evening with that sexy as fuck dress," he accused her. "Take it off. Now. And look me in the eye when you do it. When we're in this room, you look me in the eye. When we go the the playroom, you'll avert your gaze."

Locking eyes with him, Anastasia obeyed him immediately. As soon as the dress was off, she dropped it to the floor and reached behind her to unsnap her bra.

"Wait," Christian commanded. Anastasia looked at him questioningly.

"Before you finally give me my first glimpse of those perfect breasts, I just want to savor this moment. You have no idea how frustrating it's been, every time BB punished you at Down Under, that he refused to ever remove your underwear. At least those sexy little panties gave me a decent view of your ass. Not as good as that sexy-as-hell thong would have been, but decent. But these..." Christian moved towards her and caressed her erect nipples through her bra. "I've had dreams of these. I just know your nipples are pink. They have to be. Show me." He moved back again so he could see her better.

Without hesitation and without looking away from Christian, Anastasia unsnapped her bra. She pulled the straps down her shoulders and dropped the bra in the floor. She stood before him, naked except for a tiny sheer thong.

"I knew it!" Christian gasped. "Even pinker than in my dreams. Absolutely perfect. My God, you're sexy. Come here."

Christian called on the control for which he was well reputed as Anastasia strode the few steps towards him. He could hardly believe that this moment was actually happening. Other than the tiny pair of nearly transparent panties, Anastasia Steele was completely naked before him, and she was his, to do with whatever he wanted. After months of wanting her, of arguing with BB over her, of never being satisfied with any of Elena's subs, he finally had exactly what he wanted. And now, he was in great danger of blowing his load before he even touched her.

"Stop," Christian ordered as Anastasia approached him. "Hands behind your back."

Christian walked around her slowly, appraising her. Anastasia stood in a submissive pose, with her eyes cast downward. He could no longer keep his hands off her, so he palmed her breasts with both hands and then began to knead them.

Now that he had her where he wanted her, he wanted to play a little. There were details he needed to arrange with her for the following night, so he decided to talk through them as he played with her tits, just to see if she could keep up with the conversation during nipple play.

"We're going to an event together tomorrow night, Princess. It's a Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation Fundraiser. A fancy dinner with drinks and dancing afterwards. We talked about it earlier, remember?"

Anastasia's voice was breathy as she answered, "Yes, Sir. BB and Jose are going, too."

God, he loved how her voice sounded when she was aroused.

"Yeah, and my parents will be there, too. In fact, we're sitting at the same table. They're going to be shocked to meet you, Princess. As you know, I've never taken a sub out in public, and my parents have never seen me with a girl. They're convinced I'm gay. In fact, they've believed that BB and I were an item for years."

Anastasia giggled, Christian's easy banter setting her nerves at ease, even as his hands were driving her wild. When she caught her breath, she was able to say, "You and BB! Really? They probably thought… you were heartbroken… when he married Jose."

Christian's eyes were glued to Anastasia's breasts. "They did," he agreed with a satisfied smirk. "I love how your breasts jiggle when you giggle. I think I'm going to need to have you topless and laughing more often."

His mouth closed over her nipple. He sucked it hard, but not hard enough to be a punishment… Anastasia instinctively knew the difference. He laved it with his tongue before he bit down, and then laved it again to ease the pain. When he did that, Anastasia moaned loudly.

"Shh…" Christian said before he switched to the other breast, giving it the same treatment he had given the first.

"Please, Sir," Anastasia cried.

"You like that, Princess?" Christian asked teasingly. "There's a lot I don't know about you… As happy I am that your former protector was a gay man who didn't fuck you, the disadvantage is that I don't know your kinks yet. It'll be fun learning. You like breast play, apparently. You mentioned earlier tonight that you like to wear nipple clamps when you play with yourself. Would you like me to dress you in nipple clamps when we scene at Down Under?"

"I think I'd like that, Sir," she answered breathily. "If… it pleases you."

Christian responded by locking onto her lips again in an even more passionate kiss. When he broke free, he said, "Kissing you is intoxicating, Princess. I've never wanted to kiss my subs, but you… I don't want to stop kissing you. What are you doing to me?"

Anastasia gasped for air before she responded, "I don't know, Sir, but whatever it is… you're doing it to me too. Please, Sir, I need you," she begged.

"What do you want, Princess?" Christian asked.

"I want you to fuck me, Sir," she answered.

Christian responded by kissing her lips again. They were locked in a passionate kiss for minutes, hours, who knows… they weren't watching the time. At last, when Christian broke free from her lips, he asked her teasingly, "Do you need my cock, Princess?"

"Yes, Sir, I need it very badly," she answered. "Please fuck me."

"Damn, you make it hard. Literally." Christian sighed. "I'm going to fuck you, Princess, but not yet. But you've pleased me, so I'm going to reward you. You need my cock, so you may have it. Kneel."

Anastasia dropped to her knees in front of Christian. She knew that his cock was right in front of her face now, but she dropped her eyes and spread her knees just like BB had taught her. She relaxed into a perfect submissive pose.

Christian came closer to her, so he was almost touching her. "Look at me," he ordered. When she looked up, all she could see was his enormous penis, straining against his slacks. "Take my cock out," Christian demanded.

Anastasia glanced up at his face in a moment of uncertainty. She knew that he'd never allowed any of his other subs to touch him like he was commanding her to, and that she was not permitted to touch him unless ordered to do so, as he had just done. But it was his chest and back that were no go areas; he was apparently OK with letting her touch his penis. Good. Because she really wanted his cock in every way that he would allow her to have it.

She carefully unbuckled his belt, unzipped his trousers, and let them fall to the floor, along with his underwear. When her hand closed around his hard shaft, he hissed loudly. She stroked it with her hands and her tongue, moving up and down his shaft, licking and caressing, doing her very best to drive him wild. Then, after licking a drop of precum from the tip, she sucked the head into her mouth. She sucked eagerly, earning another hiss from Christian, who, other than putting his hands on her head, was allowing her to run the show. And then, she began to swallow him.

"God damn… how far can you go?" Christian asked in a voice much higher-pitched than normal. Anastasia only gazed into his eyes as she continued to swallow while using her tongue to stroke him. Jose had taught her years ago how to deep throat, and she hadn't had issues with a gag reflex since she was a teenager. Now, she put all of her earlier instruction to good use. She wanted to please Christian more than anything, and the look of pure ecstasy that she saw in his eyes made her feel even more turned on.

Christian could take no more. He'd wanted to find out how good her oral skills were, and now that he knew, he had to take back control. He held Anastasia's head firmly in his hands, weaving his fingers in her hair for leverage, and began to pump her mouth. He wasn't gentle, but she didn't want him to be. It didn't take long for him to warn her, "I'm coming. Swallow it all, now."

Anastasia obeyed, and as the hot streams of cum hit the back of her throat, she swallowed every drop. Christian groaned as he continued to shoot his heavy load down Anastasia's throat, and then he was pleasantly surprised to feel her licking his flaccid penis clean, as if she couldn't get enough of him. He pulled away from her mouth, reached down and put his hands under her arms, lifting her up so that he could kiss her lips. He tasted himself, which he knew in the past would have repulsed him, but now only felt erotic. Damn! What was it about this beautiful vixen in his arms? He could only describe that blowjob as something… spiritual.

Without giving himself time to ponder that thought, he lifted Anastasia up and threw her on the bed. "Lie back, hands behind your head," he told her. When she obeyed, he further ordered her, "Put your feet flat on the bed, and then drop your knees apart. Show me what is mine. I want to see if your cunt is as pink as your nipples."

When Anastasia obeyed, Christian rubbed the crotch of her panties. "You've soaked these completely," he admonished her, teasingly. "They'll never do now." With that, he jerked the sides of the panties and ripped them off her, exposing her completely to him. "Your cunt is the prettiest shade of pink I've ever seen," he told her as he pocketed her ruined panties. "I have to taste you. Do you think you can be completely quiet while I feast on your delectable pussy?"

Anastasia groaned, feeling herself get even wetter. She knew she was dripping on his bed cover. "I'll try, Sir," she replied.

"If you make so much as a squeak, I will punish you later," he warned her. "But if you can be completely silent, then I'll reward you. Do you want to come, Princess?"

"Yes, Sir," she replied breathlessly.

"Can you come silently?" he asked her as he blew air on her cunt.

"I think so. I'll do my best for you, Sir," she answered.

"Yes, do your best, Princess. I know one of your kinks is public exposure. I mean, everyone at Down Under is both a voyeur and an exhibitionist to a certain extent, but I think you wouldn't mind getting kinky in other public places, if I can be sure it's safe. But you'd have to be completely quiet. Let's see if you're able."

He kissed her bare mound with just his lips, and then he nibbled her inner thighs, too low to give her any of the friction she needed. There were some interesting tattoos here that he hadn't noticed before, and he wanted to examine them more, but they could wait. He was more interested at the moment in the place where he knew she wanted him most.

He said teasingly, "BB told me that you haven't been happy that he kept your underwear on you when he punished you at Down Under. You already know that I wasn't happy, but you weren't either, were you? You wanted all those Doms to drool as they ogled your perfect body, didn't you?" He blew on her cunt again. When she began to squirm, he warned her, "Be still, or I'll stop."

Anastasia took a deep breath and made herself as still as she could. "I wanted you to see me, Sir," she answered.

"Not just me. Admit it, Princess," Christian pressed. His face was inches away from her pussy, so when he spoke, she could feel his breath on her.

"Yes, Sir," she cried. "Please!"

"Tell me what you want, Princess," he ordered her.

"I want you to lick my pussy, please, Sir," she answered. "And then I want you to remove the ben wa balls and fuck me."

Christian responded by licking her cunt in one long stroke, from her anus all the way to the top of her slit. She tried her best to remain as still and quiet as she could, but she could not stop her legs from jerking a little when his tongue passed over her clit.

"Like that?" Christian asked teasingly.

"Yes, but please, Sir, I need more," she answered in desperation.

"Very well, but remember, not a peep. If you prove to me that you can be quiet, we can have so much fun in the future." Christian closed his lips around her clit and sucked hard. Then he teased her clit with his tongue. Anastasia had to put all her effort into keeping quiet as he removed the ben wa balls, then inserted two fingers into her cunt and began to pump her as he devoured her clit with his tongue and lips. Several times, she had to hold back a moan. The closer she came to coming, the harder it was to remain still and silent.

"Please, Sir," she finally whispered.

"What do you need?" Christian asked as he pushed the index finger of his other hand, the one not in her pussy already, into her anus. He added a third finger into her cunt and watched her face as he started pumping her with both hands, the finger in her anus keeping time with the ones in her cunt. He curled his fingers so that he was stroking her g-spot.

"I need to come, Sir. Please, may I come?" Anastasia begged.

"Yes, but remember, not a sound. Now, come for me, Princess," Christian answered as his lips closed around her clit again.

Anastasia had to squeeze her eyes shut to keep from crying out. Her body levitated off the bed as she allowed the force of the orgasm to take her away. Christian removed the fingers from her cunt first, continuing to pump his finger in her anus. When he finally removed it, still stimulating her clitoris vigorously with his tongue, she felt a second orgasm overcome her. He held her legs so she was unable to close them as he licked her pussy through the second climax.

As Anastasia recovered from the mind-blowing orgasms, Christian lay down beside her on the bed and held her in his arms. He kissed her lips tenderly and held her against him with one hand as he caressed her shoulders and back with the other. It took him a few minutes to realize that her face was pressed against his chest, and he didn't feel any pain. In fact, it felt so good that he didn't stop to question it.

At last, Anastasia recovered enough to speak again. "Thank you, Sir."

"No, thank you, Princess. You've given me something priceless today, and I haven't even fucked you yet. You're remarkable, Princess, and we're just getting started."