My dear little broccolis💚💚💚
💚 So, this story is dedicated to two particular authors with whom I have briefly touched on those issues, and who make amazing stories. paleseptember10 & Krooela. Go check them out, you won't regret it.
💚 Fallen Angel💚
How would have Christian Grey's life turned out if the Greys had intervened when Elena tried to sink her claws into him? Would he still be the same man as we know, or someone completely different ...
‼️Rated M - {Out Of Characters/All Human/Alternate Universe}‼️
‼️Romance/Angst/Drama/Lemons‼️
‼️AS/CG/The Greys/The Steeles/Jack Hyde/Elena Lincoln‼️
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Chapter 42: The Promised Land (1,3K)
For a moment, I hesitate. I mean, what if I mess this up, on her birthday nonetheless. But then, I reason to myself that I still know how to get her off some other way. I will certainly not leave her unsatisfied on her birthday.
So I swoop her off her feet and get her to the bed, not even bothering to switch on her the light. I internally thank Gail who has packed condoms in my suitcase. She must have had the same trail of thoughts as Ana. Paris is the City of love, after all.
I watch Ana sprawled on the bed, her eyes hooded with desire and lust, her breast rapidly going up and down due to her panting, her fucking luscious lip prisoner of her teeth. This woman is more than beautiful. She is so fucking hot. And she is mine, and mine alone. How I love her!
She smiles at me and her hand goes to my face as she assures me in a soft whisper, "I love you too, Christian."
She is a fucking mind reader! I smirk because I wouldn't have her any other way and I passionately kiss her, pouring all my love into that kiss. Then, when I withdraw looking for air, I let her know, "You mean the world to me, Anastasia Rose Steele."
She smiles even wider and I make it my mission to remove her clothes. I start with her dress, reaching for her back and slowly pulling the zipper down whilst my lips devour her mouth. She moans and I start to grind against her, making her gasp and jerk her head backwards. She's so genuine in all her reactions and all I want is for her to have the best experience that can be.
So what I'm doing has a lot to do with everything I have fantasised over ever since I have met her. But also everything we have learned about each other's bodies. And most importantly, all the things I have learned from watching scenes and interactions at the club.
Slowly, I get her out of her dress and for a moment, I am caught breathless before her beauty. She is wearing only her panties and heels, and yet this is the most erotic thing that I have ever seen in my whole life. I take her hand in mine and make her stand on the floor. She tries to remove her shoes but I stop her,
"Keep them on, for the moment."
"Oh, kinky," she chuckles and I partake in her glee, though kinky wasn't the word I had in mind at first.
Once she is standing in front of me, I cup her face and kiss her before I start to lick my way down her body, enjoying the taste of her skin. She tastes like Ana. A mix of vanilla, peach, perfume and Ana. She's even a bit salty today, due to the sweat of all the walking under the heat that we did.
I get to my knees when I get to the promised land and start by teasing her a bit. A couple of times, my name escapes her lips in a whining and pleading voice and I just smugly continue my mission. With my teeth, I remove her underwear and when I finally slip my tongue inside of her, she grips my hair, her knees slightly buckling.
I bring my hands to her breasts and knead them, focussing on her breathing and nothing else as I bring her to paroxysm. She pants louder and louder, my name like a prayer at this point and just when I feel she's getting there, I insert two fingers in her.
I don't play long like that before I throw her back on the bed, kissing my way down all the way to her feet and removing her shoes. Then I stand up, my eyes on this beautiful girl before me and I remove my clothes. She moves her hand to her core and I stop her, kissing her and reminding her,
"You said you wanted me to give you something. Which means any pleasure must come from me. Don't."
She sheepishly nods and for a fleeting second, I picture Ana tied up and at my mercy, completely submissive to me. But that image quickly goes away. Maybe in the future. But right now, we're doing something else entirely. We're making love. On a deeper level than just sexual. The way she's looking at me is proof enough.
Once I am fully naked, I go look for a condom, feeling her eyes on me and I roll the thing on. Ana watches, fascinated and her eyes show a hint of fear. She has made a couple of jokes in the past that I am 'porn star huge'.
"Babe … if …"
She shakes her head and says with a reassuring voice, "No, babe. I trust you."
I take a shaky breath and I kiss her. She opens her legs to me and my cock looks for her entrance. Once I do, I redouble my kisses as her hands look for the headboard and grip it. She probably did that to show me that no matter what, she won't try to touch me. I look for her eyes, but all I see is love and trust.
I have never seen a virgin losing it at the club, so I did a little bit of research, just so I would know how to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for Ana. And from what I read, I shouldn't hesitate and just go for it.
So I do just that and in one swift motion, I slip inside of Ana, swallowing her gasp of hurt with a kiss. For a moment, we stay like that, just so she can adjust to me. I open my eyes and see that she looking at me with an encouraging smile.
So I retrieve and slowly go back in. Once, twice, nine times. And at the tenth time, I sharply thrust in her, making her gasp with pure pleasure. I reiterate, slowly, slowly, and at the ninth thrust, I make it hard. I keep going, counting down my last thrust. When I get to one, she's nothing but a panting mess.
From now on, I just drill into her, making her scream my name with passion and pure lust, and as I feel her walls clamping down my cock, sucking me in, I reach for her hands and lace my fingers with hers, never breaking eye contact with her. God, how I love this woman!
I keep going, going faster as her voice gets a pitch higher and just as I feel I'm about to climax, she joins me, arching herself to me. I empty myself in her. One thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts before collapsing on her side, completely spent.
We're both out of breath, but I still scoop closer to her, disregarding the condom on the floor and putting the sheet between us as I kiss her cheek, happy birthday again, babe."
She grins with happiness and I cuddle with her, falling asleep to the caresses of her fingers in my hair.
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