„Christian? How are you my dear?" I hear Elenas voice. I'm not in the mood for small talk. I need some answer. Quick.
„Elena. Do you have someone you could send my way tonight?"
She doesn't answer right away, clearly taken aback by my bad mood.
„Tonight? You know that making arrangements takes longer than that…" Yeah I can hear her confusion even through the phone.
„I know that. That's why I am asking you. Can you or not?"
„I'll see what I can do." she says shortly. We say goodbye. And I go back to work.
I probably had the shittiest week of my life. Starting off Monday where Andrea handed me her resignation letter. Going on Tuesday where the shipyard deal got busted by the Taiwanese. Going on Wednesday where some idiot bumped into my R8, destroying the rear of my beloved car. But nothing ruined my mood more than what happened on Thursday. It was dinner at my parents for celebrating Elliotts most recent accomplishment. He had sacked a deal on some development project in Miami and would leave for almost a year to tend to his businesses there. But that wasn't it. He had brought that Kavanagh Girl.. Kate… with him to announce they were getting married. Married!
I wasn't on great terms with her since her interview a few years ago where she had the nerve to ask me if I was gay. I was less happy to hear that they had bonded at her graduation ceremony where I was stupid enough to ask him to accompany me. Sibling time and stuff.
But him getting married to her. I congratulated them of course. Mom was beyond herself. I didn't know why I was so pissed about it actually. I knew this day would come eventually. If not Kavanagh surely some other girl. And after that probably Mia would be next to announce she had found a man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.
Why was I so pissed off? Yeah, right. Because I was fifty shades of fucked up and had to stay single for the rest of my life. My submissives weren't my partners.. They were a distraction. Speaking of..it has been several weeks since Tanja ended things with me and I hadn't really had the time to find someone new.
I am in need of a good fuck.
That was the reason I called Elena that Friday morning. Unlike me I couldn't wait till NDAs were signed and arrangements were made. I needed some relief. Today. But work first.
So I finish my lunch and resume my work. The Seattle skyline behind me overcast by a heavy layer of clouds. I wonder where and how I could find a new assistant that would be as good as Andrea.
Several hours later my phone buzzes.
„Grey."
„Hello to you too Christian."
I roll my eyes at her. Elena always wants to keep the upper hand.
„What is it Elena?" Jesus I am borderline pissed at his point.
„What is going on with you? The last time we spoke you asked me for a favour. Surely you should be waiting for my reply then? It's not like I pushed myself on you.. „
I sigh, rising from my desk to wander the glass facade of my office.
„Elena, I'm really not into banter right now. Just tell me what you got."
She doesn't say anything for a moment. Clearly calculating whether to tease me any further. Luckily she decides against it.
„Well, I've asked around. I don't have any good news for you."
Shit.
„Why? It's not that I have a bad name.." Normally finding someone has been the least of my problems.
„No. Basically it's just very short notice. Those that would qualify aren't available on such a short notice… and the rest. Well, I'm not sure... they're not what you are looking for."
„Like what?" Maybe I can ignore some of my preferences for just one night?
„Blond, too old or having different hard limits than you."
„Elena, we're not going back to where we started.."
Jesus, this woman is starting to give me a headache.
„What? No. I didn't mean myself." She laughs in a shacking voice. „I mean I would help you out if it's that urgent… „
„I'm not into blondes, you know that." I'm not into you.. Is what I really wanted to say. But no need to be more of an asshole than I already had been to her. I had asked for her help after all.
„Yeah, I was just joking." She says and I don't believe a word.
Bottom line. No submissive for tonight or this weekend.
„You could come to the club." She says after a while.
„No… I'm done with that. And really.. I don't feel like going out tonight anyway."
This conversation is getting longer than I liked and unfortunately it isn't giving me any results.
„Well that's all the options available if you're looking for some good spanking." She jokes, I don't find that funny at all.
„Actually I'm not really looking for a scene, I just wanted some distraction."
I am looking for sex. Someone who would do as told. Without the more kinky stuff. Surely that wouldn't be so hard to find.
„You want an escort?" she askes without hiding her surprise.
„There seems to be a lack of alternatives, so why not?"
I haven't seen Elena be so quiet in a conversation. Ever. She enjoys banter and small talk. I clearly have taken her off her tracks.
„Actually I think I know someone who could help you out. Let me make a phone call."
„Thanks." I am about to end the call.
„But we really need to have a talk about all of this. I don't even recognise you…"
„I'll see when I have time for dinner." I say, resigned.
We say our goodbyes.
It is almost dawn. My phone buzzes again. It is an unknown number.
„Hello?" I ask.
„Hello Mr. Grey. This is Claire from Elite Escorts."
Elite Escorts? How did they get my number?
Elena?
„Sorry, you must have the wrong number.." No chance in hell I would lay open my preferences to an unknown number when a journalist could sit on the other end of the line waiting to write the latest hit article about me.
„Mr. Grey, Elena Lincoln has given me your number. I'm sure you understand that discretion is our highest priority. Doing what we do. I have already sent you a filled out NDA to your email for your peace of mind."
„So you have my email too?" I'm still not buying.
„Mrs. Lincoln was very forthcoming." Says the woman on the other end.
„I'll get back to you." I say and hang up.
First looking through my mails I indeed could find an NDA written in my name form an agency called Elite Escorts.
Elena really knows me by now. But just to be sure I call her.
„Christian?"
„Is it legit? Given that you have send them my number and email. I hope not to get in any trouble " No time to beat around the bush.
She laughs at that.
„Why so paranoid? Do you think you're the only rich man looking for paid sex? They're a very reputable agency and don't offer their services to a large crowd. Actually there is kind of a waiting list but they couldn't say not to Christian Grey of course."
„How do you know them?"
„Christian, why does that matter to you? I thought you wanted a quick release tonight." She laughs again
When I don't answer she stops laughing.
„Sandra from reception works there."
From Esclava? Didn't we pay enough that she needed to pursue other ways of income?
„She's looking for a rich man who might marry her." Elena answers my unspoken question.
„Elena, I'm not entirely happy to hear that our employees work in prostitution. If the news get out I'm not sure how that will reflect our business."
„Oh Christian. Stop with the double standards. Wanting an Escort for pleasure but not working in your business?"
„You know I separate pleasure and business at all cost."
She laughs again.
„No you don't. But let's talk about this later, I have to go now."
„Right. Thanks Elena."
I hesitate for a moment before I call that unknown number again. This isn't me at all and I really don't know what to expect.
Fuck it.
„Claire from Elite Escorts speaking. How can I help you?"
„Grey. I have received your NDA." I feel extremely awkward out of sudden.
„Mister Grey. Yes. I was instructed that you were looking for an Escort for tonight. Is that right?"
„And for how long?" It seems like she is checking off a list.
Well shit. I have no idea. Normally it went the whole weekend with my subs. But I am not sure if I wanted that under these circumstances. Maybe a few hours?
She reads my silence correctly.
„We offer hourly up to weekly Escorts, however our most experienced Escorts only work on a daily basis." Daily bases with higher fares surely.
„A day then."
„What time today, Sir?" I take a look at my watch. Almost six.
„Around eight."
„That's a very short notice. I'll see what I can do for you."
I can hear her typing in the background.
„Mrs.Lincoln has given me a detailed description of your wishes and health status. Is there anything you want to add?"
Elena knows me well. I don't think she would miss anything
„No." Fewer words, less embarrassment.
„I have two candidates that would be according to your preferences. I'll email their summary and photo in a second. Payment options will be disclosed there as well. Please let me know where you would like us to deliver them to you." Jesus is she talking about people or goods? Even to my ears that sounds exceptionally cold.
„I'll need to see if I'm interested first." I am already so out of my bounds. I definitely can't manage to fuck someone I don't think of as attractive.
„Of course, Mr. Grey. I'll be glad to help you out any other time."
I hang up and as promised an email pops up on my inbox in less than a minute. At least their customer service is on point.
I open the innocent looking pdf. To my surprise it looks like a CV on the first page. Great. But I'm not looking for an employee here.
Mindy Applebaum
Not really interested in the knitty gritty I scroll further down. The photos attached look like something a model agency would have in their portfolio. Stills from her face, smiling, then laughing. Several of her standing straight against a white background in back underwear. Brunette. Nice. Great tits. But she is really skinny. Too skinny for my liking. Maybe she is a model in real life?
I open the second pdf.
Anastasia Stal
Let's see what she looks like.
The first thing I notice are her blue eyes. She somehow looks familiar to me but I can't put my finger on it. Although.. Most of my submissives look somehow like this. Probably my brain is playing tricks on me. Being unfucked doesn't suit me at all.
Weirdly she doesn't look like the type to be up for this Escort business. More like a university student. But what the hell do I know?
Her almost nude pictures are better than Mindys. More flesh on her bones but smaller breasts. I look through her details. She does offer a variety of sexual activities but states caning as a hard limit besides other stuff I'm not interested in anyway. If this was a submissive evaluation she would be out. But it wasn't. And I don't intent on punishing her anyway.. Just fuck her senseless. At least this Escort Service definitely is all about sex and not only companionship.
10000$ a day. Surely that isn't a low fare. Do all Escorts earn that much? The business man in me had to know. But it doesn't matter in the end. For tonight she is the only one living up to the expectations I have. And if that is her price I was more than willing to pay for her service.
Claire,
Anastasia Stal. Escala Penthouse. 8 p.m. My security personnel will give you the entrance code in a separate email.
Christian Grey
CEO GEH
Almost seven. I better head home for a quick shower and dinner.
„Gail, I'll have company tonight. Please leave something for eat and drinks out and take the night off. I'll call you if I need you. See you around lunch tomorrow." I put my dinner plate aside for her to clean up.
Gail is slightly taken aback by my announcement. Does she think she owns this place? After all, this is my freaking apartment. And I shall do as I please in here.
I sigh. Jesus, I am a nerve wreck to the point I am questioning poor Gail for something she hasn't even done.
„Sure Mr. Grey. Is there anything else?" she smiles at me. Oblivious to my idiocy.
„Tell Taylor he's off duty, too. I don't want to be disturbed."
With that I walk into my study. Just to find out I can't concentrate.
What I would give to have a real submissive at my will right now. Spanking the shit out of her, only for her sore ass to welcome my dick.
Quarter to eight I hear Gail and Taylor leave the apartment. To my surprise I am kind of nervous.
I don't have a real idea what I have gotten myself into. Would this Ms. Stal play along and do as told because she's my Escort? Or will she act more like a paid girlfriend? Jesus, will she try and touch me?
I am starting to panic. Maybe this whole thing was a bad idea. I just have to suck it up and wait until I've found someone new. Someone reliable.
I hear the elevator door open and a little commotion.
„Shit!" A muffled sound from the hallway makes me pace out of my study.
There she is, on her hands and knees. She has knocked over the flower arrangement in the foyer table and water is spilling on the hardwood floors. Clumsily she comes back to a stand when I reach her. Her gaze makes me stop in my tracks.
„I'm sorry. I'll clean that up right away." She says before she looks up and like me... freezes.
„Anastasia Stal?" I ask and hold out my hand as if we're doing business. Old habit.
„Y-yes?" she stammers and takes it. Her hand is soft and delicate and it gives me jolt right through my body.
She definitely is attractive.
Somehow the bubble we have around us bursts and she looks back at the wet mess.
„Sorry, where do you keep your dish towels?"
Jesus what do I know? This meeting is starting out completely different than I had imagined.
„In the kitchen I guess?" I walk her to my impeccably clean kitchen. She starts looking through the cupboards. I feel like in trance. Several brown haired woman have used this kitchen, it wasn't an unfamiliar sight to me. But this felt so weird I couldn't put a name on it.
She bent down under the sink cupboard and found several cotton racks. Nice ass. I just have time to take in her attire. Blue jeans, leather jacket and a white shirt. I actually had something different in mind for... Someone like her.
She sees my look.
„I'm sorry for this casual attire. It was a very short notice and I headed here straight from work. It was quite a long ride."
„Really? Where do you work?" I ask because somehow I'm genuinely interested.
She walks back to the spill and kneels down to mop up the mess on all fours. I like that sight.
Now we're talking baby.
„Sorry Mr. Grey. It's company policy that I won't disclose my address or personal information." She smiles at me.
Yeah right. Makes sense. These companies do not like their customers contact their employees without their knowledge. Probably to evade the opportunity for customers to skip on fees or molest their Escorts.
„Of course. I just wanted a general idea." Maybe I should have read her CV more thoroughly.
„I work in publishing." She says when she gets up to straighten up the vase. Am I really paying this girl 10000$ to tend to my flowers? I just realise I was standing around and watching her like a dumb prick since she arrived.
I need to get a grip on myself and furthermore take back control.
„Leave those, the housekeeper will take care of them." I say. I hold out my hand for her to take. „Come."
She looks suddenly very shy and takes my hand without complaint.
Girl, this is your job. Why so shy now?
We walk back to the kitchen. I offer her some drinks and food and she politely accepts a glass of wine.
Good girl.
We sit on the bar facing each other. Taking small sips of her wine in silence I wonder what she is thinking.
Now what?
I'm clearly out of my bounds here. It feels like a date and I never do dates.
„Mr. Grey.. „ she begins to speak.
„Call me Christian." She's not my sub so.. Let's just ditch the formalities.
„Christian." She smiles and I really like to see her that way. Her blue eyes have a mischievous glint to them which makes her even more attractive.
„How was your day?" she askes. Really? Small talk.. Oh baby we can do better than that.
„I'm not much of a talker." I say to her.. Clearly she's trying to break the ice. Make me comfortable.
„Alright." She is taken aback but keeps her composure.
„How about I run you a bath? Give you a massage to forget about your day?" she leans slightly forward.
Not in a hundred years baby.
„Anastasia.." I begin. She interrupts me. If she was my submissive that would have earned her a good spanking
„You can call me Ana, Christian."
„Ana.." I try again.
„I tell you how this goes tonight. I tell you what to do and you just do exactly as told. Not more or less than that." I smirk at her confused look. A small crease forms in between her eyebrows.
„Isn't that what people do for you at the workplace anyway?" she blurts and I have to hold back a laugh.
„Yeah. But I don't fuck my employees so this is slightly different."
„What a boring life you must have..Control freak at work and in private." Doesn't she have a filter from thoughts to mouth?
„I thought your job was to keep me happy instead of pissing me off." I say with a smirk. Somehow her honesty feels refreshing.
She blushes a deep crimson. Surely an experienced Escort would be far more self confident than her?
„I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." She mumbles and empties her glas of wine. She evades my gaze to look out the panorama behind the kitchen window.
„Apology accepted." I mumble to ease her out of her misery. This woman is utterly confusing. I didn't expect our encounter to be this way. Looking at my watch it is already 9 p.m. We have wasted a whole hour to nothing but.. Getting to know each other?
„Right, Ana. So as I said, I want you to do as told. First rule. Don't touch me if not asked." She turns her head back to me and raises and eyebrow at that.
„Second rule. Don't mock me. I'm being serious here. " she bites her lip at that and fuck me. The effect it has on me doesn't go unnoticed. She smiles at me after checking out my crotch.
„Christian, I hope you know I have hard limits I'm not willing to cross. So technically I cannot do everything you want me to…"
I take the wine bottle. She shakes her head when I'm about to fill her glas. I pour myself another one.
„I know. I wasn't planning on crossing those. Enough with your smart mouth. Stand up."
Again she looks at me dumbfounded.
„Stand, Anastasia. I won't ask you again."
„You weren't asking. You ordered." Still she stood up, facing me.
"Third rule. No smart mouth around here. Speak when asked."
I know she wants to retort something but she doesn't. Her gaze is fierce. Her attitude is starting to get on my nerves.
„What kind of Escort are you even? I thought you were one of the experienced ones. Just do as you're told."
She blushes again, her eyes have a slight sliver of fright in them and I suddenly feel a bit bad about myself.
"You can always say No to things you don't like. I promise to stop." Sex without consent isn't called sex. It's rape. And that is definitely not my thing.
She nods with her head bowed down staying silent. Normally this would be exactly the behaviour I expected form my submissive. Hell, what I enjoyed in them.
But now it doesn't feel right at all.
"You know what, ditch the last rule. Say what you want."
Tonight I am making exceptions from all the rules. To hell with that.
"Thank you, Christian." She says and I feel her relax a little.
Good. Back to business.
"I want you to take off your clothes." She looks at me warily. "Now."
It doesn't go unnoticed that her hands are shaking a little when she takes off her jacket and starts to unbutton her shirt.
Shit. I have completely forgotten my manners and ask her if she wanted to take off her jacket in the first place. Why am I thinking about manners? I have just told her to strip down after meeting her for the first time.
When she is standing only in her panties, attempting to pull them down I take hold of her hands.
"Keep those on." I whisper close to her face. She doesn't look up. Her cheeks are still red and crimson blotches are on her neck and chest. She clearly is uncomfortable.
Why? I can't wrap my head around it.
I take a step back to look at her. Those photographs didn't do her any justice. She is beautiful and arousing.
Let's see what she's willing to do.
I am still a little pissed off from our conversation and let's not forget the reasons why I had booked an Escort in the first place. Even though she isn't my submissive I really wanted to see if I could tease her with some humiliation techniques.
"Please make me a coffee." I say and walk back to the living space. Clearly she is surprised by my change of heart.
Poor thing doesn't know what I have in mind.
I sit down on the couch and turn on the sound system for some opera music. I can see her from here, standing in my kitchen, uncomfortably naked and trying to figure out my state of the art espresso machine.
Maybe this whole arrangement isn't so far from what I usually had. Just more expensive.
After a while she comes back with a small cup in hand.
"Don't you want one for yourself?" I ask. Why? I had to make up my mind. Was I polite Christian or dominant Christian?
"I'm not much of a coffee drinker." She says while bowing down to place the cup in front of me. Her naked back gives me a hard on right away. I need to calm down otherwise this would only end up with me fucking her on this coffee table.
"Oh no. Please hand it to me." I say with a smirk. She obliges with an insecure look.
"Kneel." I say. She does as told, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Still shy then.
"Come closer." Again she obliges.
"I want you on your hands and knees." I say, leaning forwards. She is clearly confused by now. Surely she thought I wanted a blow job.
Just putting you in your place Ms. Stal.
She's now crouching in front of me, her hair hanging down to cover parts of her face. I put both of my legs on her back, using her as a footrest. She turns her head to give me a questioning look but is smart enough to stay quiet.
I smirk at the sight of her. I'm positive she hadn't imagined coming here to be used as a piece of furniture. I take a sip of my coffee and enjoy the view.
"How long do I have to stay like this?" she asks after a while.
I shrug. Baby, I want to control you. You have to give up yourself to satisfy me. I lift my legs off her and place the small cup in between her shoulders.
"You better be still. I don't want you to break my favourite cup." That definitely isn't my favourite cup. I don't even have one.
I come to a stand and leave for my bedroom. Time to find some condoms. When I come back Ana is still in her place.
„Christian, my arms are getting really tired. Please."
Well, well. Finally some manners from Ms. Stal.
„Please what?" I say without thinking, just to realise I am definitely treating her like a submissive at this point.
Shit. I never really asked her for consent to BDSM practices, I just told her this is what our relationship should be. This is wrong on so many levels.
„Please can you take that cup off me?" she says oblivious to my inner change of heart.
I walk fast towards her and place the cup on the coffee table. She flinches at my touch. Shit.
"Are you nervous, Ana?" I can't help but worry. She wraps an arm around herself, stroking her upper arm in a consoling motion.
"No." She says and it's obvious she lying to keep me happy.
"I'm not going to hurt you." I say. Oddly I mean it.
I can hear her letting go of a deep breath. This girl is clearly more than nervous.
"That was kind of humiliating." She says and yeah what can I say...it was. Weirdly that doesn't turn me on like it normally would. Should I just... Apologise?
"Probably the first time a client did something like that, eh?" Apologise Grey, what the hell.
She gives me a weird look.
"Not the first time?" I try to interpret her gaze.
She starts to nibble her lower lip again. Talk, woman! Don't freaking seduce me!
"The first time a client did anything at all." She says.
What?
"What did you just say?" I am still too young for a hearing aid.
"Nothing." She says looking everywhere but me.
I put a finger on her red cheek for her to look at me.
"You've never done this before?" I stammer. Jesus Christ.
Her eyes are glistening suspiciously. She doesn't answer me but comes to a stand. Almost running back to the kitchen, she grabs her white shirt off the floor.
What the hell? Is she leaving?
When I approach her she definitely is crying now.
"I'm sorry. I should have said that from the beginning.." she stammers. All anger and arousal forgotten, I feel guilty.
"Ana, wait. Talk to me." I take her hands which are shaking, she is unable to button up her shirt.
She doesn't look up.
"God Ana. I just.." used some fucked up higher level humiliation technique on you.
She looks me in the eye. Slowly releasing her hand, I stroke back a tear from her cheek.
"I'm sorry." I hope she doesn't end it here. Frankly that's the least that I want. Ana still looks very humiliated and I cannot blame her. She's in her panties and unbuttoned white shirt.
"Stay here." I say and turn for my bathroom. Picking up my robe I return to see her sitting at the breakfast bar, crying even more.
"Put this on." I say and seeing her cry makes me unbelievably uncomfortable.
"Ana, why are you crying?" I say when she shrugs on my robe. It's far too big for her.
"Listen, I'm sorry for that coffee table thing. That was out of line. I'm just so confused, the agency introduced you as one of the experienced ones. " She wipes away a few tears with the sleeve of my robe.
"This is so embarrassing." She says and I don't understand.
"Is that why you're crying?" I ask. Please stop. I just cannot see women cry.
She nods.
"Not because of the coffee table thing?"
"I have to admit that was kind of weird. But I've heard there are lots of kinks and what the hell do I know.. "
That makes me chuckle.
"I may have altered my CV to land this job. I didn't think it would work out and I figured the chances were close to zero that this would be really happening. But if it did, I wanted to at least make some money for... If I'm honest I didn't think anyone was willing to pay 5000$ a day for this." She points at her face.
That agency definitely know what a good profit margin is. 50% commission fee! Focus, Grey!
"I'd be willing to pay more than that." In fact, I am.
She looks at me in confusion and bursts out laughing.
"What?" I say and cannot contain my amusement.
"You're weird." She says and I don't feel offended at all.
"Why so?" Enlighten me, Ms. Stal.
"I just told you I tricked the agency and frankly you... into this arrangement because I needed the money and all you do is humour me?" Putting it like that... Well that is very unlike me and weird.
"What do you need the money for?" This... I really want to know. Student loans? Notorious spending habit?
She eyes me for a moment. Oh something personal then.
"Medical costs for my father." She says while taking off a piece of lint from her sleeve.
God, could this woman make me feel any worse?
We sit there in silence for a bit. I'm not sure what to do. That is a feeling I'm not very accustomed with.
"Do you want to leave?" I ask after a while.
"Do you want me to?" she bites her lip again.
"Answering a question with a question, Ana?"
"To be honest you have paid for a whole day.. And it's been only a few hours. So technically I'm still yours. But I have lied to get here so the arrangement isn't valid as such."
"Thank you for summarising what we both know. I asked you if you WANT to leave?" she bites her lip. Again!
"Stop it!" I say which takes her by surprise. I release her lower lip with my thumb.
"That fucking arouses me." I confess.
"No..I don't want to leave if you'd like to have me... that is." She says and blushes even more.
I cannot take it. My hand still on her cheek I pull her close to me. Our mouth crashing into each other, I can feel how soft her lips are. She opens her mouth to let me taste her. Ana sighs in contempt.
I lean back for air. Christ. We only just kissed and it feels phenomenal.
"I hope that answers your question." I say. She regards me for a moment before grabbing my collar and pulling me into her mouth again.
Oh fucking hell. I want her.
I pick her up form the bar chair, she swings her legs around me. Wow, she so light. We don't get too far, tumbling onto the couch, I pin her under me.
She starts rummaging through my hair and I'm completely loosing control to the sensation of her mouth and hands on me.
Oh shit. Stop.
"Ana, no touching. I mean it." I say before biting lightly on her lower lip.
"Okay." She says, clearly flustered.
"Ana, do you really want to do this? You don't have any obligation, I'll pay you anyway." I hope she believes me. I don't know what changed. Just a few hours ago I didn't care that she only wanted sex with me because I paid her. But now I feel like I am taking advantage of her miserable situation. And above all I want her to want me.
I just hope she says yes because frankly I am really attracted to her.
"Yes." She says. Thank the Lord. I lean down to her and we kiss just as passionately as in the kitchen.
"Come." I say and she takes my hand with a smile on her face.
Bedroom. Right. I never had sex here. But this night was somehow special and I felt it was only suitable to come here. I turn on the light on my bedside table. When I turn around Ana is already undressed. Just standing there in her panties.
„Are you sure you haven't done this before? You definitely are a natural at seduction." I kiss her neck which makes her moan a little. I push her onto the bed planting small kissed in between her breasts.
She smiles at that. „I've said my first client, not my first man."
Thank fuck. I don't think I would haven been capable to proceed if she was a virgin. Standing up I start to peel off my socks and trousers. What to do with my shirt?
She sees my questioning look.
„The no touching thing?" she asks.
„Yeah…" I contemplate tying up her hands for a moment.
„It's alright. I won't." she says sweetly as if that was the most normal thing in the world.
I unbutton my shirt. She says she won't, so she won't. How can I trust a stranger I just met? And how can I really just be so close to fuck her the vanilla way?
Elliot and his stupid engagement.
When I pull down my boxers she gleams at me.
„You like what you see?" I wasn't stupid. At least I had won in one part of life. Looks and equipment.
„You have no idea." She says while coming back to a seat. I look down on her while she gives me a hesitant look.
„No touching only applies to here." I say gesturing to my chest.
She leans forward to suck my tip. I close my eyes, taking it in. Finally we are getting to the point.
I put my hand on her head and I have the urge to stroke her like a pet. I've done that move hundreds of times with my subs, calling them a good girl. I try a few strokes and I don't know what it is but it doesn't feel arousing at all. Instead I dig my fingers deep into her hair causing her to moan. Oh yes, that gets me going.
She takes me deeper and deeper, the feeling of her mouth, the look she gives me, I am so close.
But I don't want to finish yet. When I lean back, she senses what I'm doing and grabs my ass to push me back into her mouth.
„Ana." I warn her. Shit, I can feel the back of her throat.
At this point I'm trying to push her head back with my hands. Or am I pushing her closer to me? I have lost control and it never felt so good.
„Ana!" I warn her again. But it's too late, one look down to her, seeing her how she clearly enjoying this I come into her mouth. I pinch my eyes close to the overwhelming sensation. Shit, I need to hold on to something before I fall over. She lets go of me only to press her face into my abdomen, I just realise I have taken her shoulders in a tight grip to steady myself. When I let go of her the imprints of my fingers are still there. Shit.. That's going to bruise for sure.
Utterly spent I lay down next to her. What did she even do with my..?
„Did you swallow?" I ask.
„Maybe." She says grinning from ear to ear.
Fuck me. I'm already ready for round two after that.
When I wake up the next morning the first thing I realise is that I'm naked. I never sleep naked. My morning hard on greets me. After last night it should be more than tame, why he decides to greet me in all of its glory is a mystery to me.
No sight of Ana. Did she sleep here? How could I forget? That woman had taken me all out.
I jump out of bed and head for the shower. There's enough time to look for her afterwards, I need to wash all that junk off my body.
Freshly showered and dressed I head for the kitchen, it's almost 10 a.m. Unlike me to sleep in for so long. I see her back facing me, she seems busy eating breakfast. It smells like eggs and bacon and I'm freaking starving.
"Morning." She says between bites, smiling politely.
"Morning Anastasia. I have to say a rather late morning." I open the fridge to take out a bottle of orange juice and empty it in two goes. Starved and dehydrated. Normally sets me in an awful mood. I take a cup for my coffee out of the bar.
„Do you like eggs and bacon in the morning? I wanted to wait till you wake up." She says and points to the stove with her fork. To my dislike the pans are used but empty. At least she wants to make me breakfast without me declaring my inability to cook for myself.
„Yes, please." I sit down next to her and wait till my scorching coffee is good to go.
„Scrambled, over easy or omelette?" she ask while taking out several eggs out of their carton.
„Whatever." I say because I'm pretty sure she cannot whip up a French omelette the way I like it anyway.
She turns around with a lifted eyebrow. „Just decide on something, Christian." She says and supports her arm with her right hip.
This woman is already giving me an attitude and we haven't had breakfast yet.
„Omlette then." I stand up to go back into my study to take my phone and look through my mails. Nothing that could not wait.
How come this woman arouses me and pisses me off at the same time. Any other woman would be out the second she dares to question a thing I ask her to do.
Calm down Grey. She's not your sub.
I have to repeat that like a mantra.
She's not my sub. Be nice.
When I come back she slides a perfect golden Omlette on my plate. I raise my eyebrows at that which doesn't go unnoticed by her.
„So you can cook?" I say stupidly before I cut open my Omlette. It's goey and moist inside. Just how it should be.
Somehow my eyes begin to linger on her body in front of me. Her ass in those jeans. Now that I know what it looks like under the fabric it makes it even harder to look away. Further up her breasts under her white shirt. She left several buttons unfastened.
„Yeah. I can also clean." I grimace at that before I look back up to her face. She caught me checking out her boobs and gives me a look like ‚Hey, I'm more than a vagina on two legs."
„And just imagine… read! Drive. Think. Talk. All those things." She rolls her eyes
„I'm not sure you'll be very successful with what you do if you're going to be so bitchy to all of your customers." Somehow that bothers me. Other customers...
She turns red and hides her face from me by putting some of the dishes in the dishwasher.
„Speaking of… what are your plans if you reach your goal? " I have been thinking about that since she told me she wanted to pay some bills.
„My goal?" she turns around to face me again.
„Yeah, those medical bills?" I take a sip of my coffee.
„Actually I didn't really think there would be five men in Seattle willing to pay such an obscene amount of money for my company. But I guess, I'll just go back to my normal life."
Five men? I am confused. And then suddenly it struck me like lightning.
„You're doing all of this for 25 k?" I am appalled.
Her eyes become big as saucers. She definitely didn't want to disclose that information to me.
„I make that kind of money in fifteen minutes…!" I say out loud but more to myself than to her. And Ana was willing to sell herself… clearly uncomfortable with that decision.
„Congratulations. Not everyone is so stinking rich like you." She says. Now I have pissed her off. „For most people that's a lot of money Christian."
Well it is. Some people earn that much in a year.
The more this conversation went on the more confused I was starting to become. Why did I even care? Why was I so bothered? But I couldn't go there right now. I still needed some answers from her.
„What's with that „five men" thing?" I ask.
She shrugs, having finished cleaning up she sits beside me on the breakfast bar.
„That's the highest number of men I could imagine being with in few weeks time without feeling… like a slut." Ana eyes wander around the kitchen, everywhere but me.
Oh fucking hell. This conversation just gets worse and worse.
„I'm pretty sure we're not supposed to talk about this.. Policies and stuff." She says… and she's probably right. But for the death of me I couldn't let this go.
„Ana. I don't get it." I say and take her hands in mine. She's decent enough to look at me again.
„Why go all this way out for that amount of money? Surely there are other things you could do..?" Didn't she say she works in publishing?
„Not really, Christian. I have an underpaid full time job which is basically an internship. No other real skills or talents. I needed the money fast and I already have a loan. How am I supposed to cash out 25k in such a short notice?"
Underpaid job? I could give you a job with benefits and all… Stop. Stop. Stop Grey. Where are you even heading with this.
„I could give you the money." I blurt and I literally want to press my palm on my mouth in a cartoonesque fashion.
Ana stares at me, wide eyed.
„Why would you do that?"
Yes, why would you do that you stupid moron? Pick up the pieces you fucking idiot.
„Because I can." I say. Cheesy but smooth.
She rolls her eyes at me.
„How can you be a billionaire if you're so awful with spending your money? You should be bankrupt by now."
I laugh at that. She looks at me like I've grown a second head.
„What? You just walk around and give 25k to strangers?"
„You're not a stranger." I say. Jesus, there's no way I can clean up this mess.
„Until yesterday I was."
„I thought you were uncomfortable sleeping with several men for money. This would solve your problem. So why act so stubborn?"
„At least I would have earned it. And not gotten it under God knows what condition.." she says and pushes a strand of her hair behind her ear.
„You think I want some compensation for that? Like I'd blackmail you?" What kind of men is she acquainted with that she thinks so poorly of me. But then… I made an unorthodox offer out of nowhere. I couldn't really blame her.
„Well.. Yeah. You could just book a week with me through the agency and I'd at least be under their protection. I don't know what you have in mind with your offer.. „
Shit.
„I actually didn't have anything in mind. I just wanted to help you out." And maybe I don't like the idea that other men get to fuck you because they paid for it.
„Besides I'm paying twice that much through the agency. So.. Basically you'd do me a favour." But then I remembered that giving her that money didn't mean I'd see her again. That thought made me uncomfortable.
As far as I know there was no way around than paying her through the agency. I wanted to see her again. This conversation had taken an unexpected turn and to my surprise had led me to realise I still hadn't got my full of her.
Ana eyed me warily. Unsure of what to say or do about my offer.
„You know what? I get it. I'm a stranger and you have no reason to trust me whatsoever. Forget my proposition."
I came to a stand and hold out my hand for her.
„Let's get back to where we left off last night." She took my hand tentatively. Had I scared her off? I had the impression that we had an amazing chemistry.
Up until I decided to shower her with my money I guess.
The fact that she didn't jump at the opportunity to bag me made her even more appealing to me.
„Sure. What do you have in mind?" she asks with a small voice.
Yep, definitely scared her off.
„Ana, just forget that conversation. I will too. Clearly we are attracted to each other so let's just…spend some time together?"
Who am I and what happened to Christian Grey?
She blushes a little, with a smile she takes her lower lip under her front teeth.
Yes, baby. Back to business.
„Now we're talking." I say before I hoist her up to wrap her legs around me and we start kissing passionately.
„Aren't you sore from last night?" I ask in between kisses because frankly we were going at it like bunnies in spring time all night long.
She chuckles while giving me another kiss.
„I'm so sore, even walking is uncomfortable." Her eyes have a humorous glint.
That pleases and annoys me at the same time. Definitely will limit our options. One day just isn't enough time.
I stand her up, open up her jeans and with a swift motion pull down her jeans and knickers to her knees. Still kissing furiously Ana let's out a small sigh.
She wants me.
Without delay I hoist her up on the breakfast bar, her legs tied together by her jeans and push her down on her back. She looks up, clearly flustered and aroused. I push her legs up to get a unlimited view of her backside.
Holding her below her knees I lean down to starts kissing and licking. Her moans encouraging me to push her legs harder against her upper body.
I'm so absorbed in her taste and sound that I almost overhear the sound of the elevator opening. Ana is moaning loudly at this point
Shit.
I jerk up and turn around to see a silhouette that must be Mrs. Jones.
„Fuck." I forgot to tell her I still had company. What time was it? Shit. That's the second time I'm completely lost.
Ana seems to be back by the living and also realises that there is an unwanted guest on our floor show.
I walk quickly to the entrance, seeing how indeed Mrs. Jones is having a look at the now wilted flowers at the foyer.
„Gail." I say weirdly out of breath. Shit, what do I look like? Is my hard on visible? No time to back off now.
„Hello Mr. Grey. What a pity.. I ordered those flowers on Wednesday. Maybe I should talk to the florist why they wilted so fast this t.."
„Gail. You can take the day off. I still have company." I cut her off. What is it with women and flowers?
She looked at me surprised at first but then with a knowing look. What now?
Behind me Ana approaches.
„Hi. I'm Ana." She says sweetly and shakes Gail's hand.
„Ana this is Gail my housekeeper. Gail this is Ana my.." oh shit. Both of them look at me expectantly and the longer this silence gets the more awkward it's starting to become.
„.. We do business together." Ana says with the fakest smile.
„Nice to meet you, Ana." Gail says.
Yeah yeah. Enough with the courtesy.
„As you wish Mr. Grey. I haven't prepared lunch for you yet. Do you want me to do that before I leave?"
And humor me with your meaningful looks? No thank you.
„Thanks Gail. But we'll manage." I say and regret my choice of words.
We? Ugh. Now she knows Ana will stay for a while.
„Of course Sir. Have a nice day then. Ana." She turns around and leaves. When the elevators door closes I'm more than aware that Gail heard Ana moaning loudly from the kitchen.
„We do business together, eh?" I say and take a few slow steps towards her.
„Very important business.. „ she says and takes a step back. I like that playful side of her. Maybe she'd be up to a session in the playroom if I asked her?
Grey. Shut up.
I take her by the hip and put her on my shoulder and she squeals in surprise. I spank her ass hard and she giggles even louder.
Nice. She likes that. I make a mental note on that and carry her to my bedroom.
„Ms. Stal I think we left off some business in the kitchen which needs our full attention. Very important business, indeed." I say when I throw her on my bed.
Her laughter makes my heart skip a beat.
It is close to seven and my good mood is long gone. Ana would leave in an hour and I don't know how the time has passed so quickly.
I hadn't enjoyed myself like this in a long time.
„What are your plans for tomorrow?" I ask and hope she doesn't say she is already booked.
„I have plans." She shortly says. Weird. She wasn't so taciturn until now.
„What plans?" Fucking old rich dudes? I feel bile rising in my throat.
She sighs. Oh that bad?
„My best friends birthday is tomorrow." She says.
Alright. I wonder why she's so weird about it. I eye her hoping she would elaborate. She seems deep in thought.
„Her name is Kate. She used to be my roommate at college."
Alright. I still don't get what is so weird about… wait a minute? Kate? No. There are a lot of Kates in Seattle, hundreds, thousands, right?
But how many had their birthday tomorrow? Elliot told me I should come and I happily had declined last week.
I feel all colour drain from my face.
„Kate? Kate Kavanagh?" I stand up, unable to control myself.
„Yes." She says looking to the ground.
„You know me?!" I ask unable to wait for her reply. „Please don't tell me I've just fucked my brothers fiancés best friend in an Escort arrangement."
Holy shit. Elliot is never going to let me down on that. Shit. The press?!
„Okay. I won't tell you that then."
„Don't you dare and come at me with your smart mouth!" I am loosing it completely. What have I done. I have lost control completely.
„Christian I've signed an NDA. Nobody will know." She says, probably seeing me unravel in front of her.
„I'm not eager for Kate or anyone really to find out what I'm doing either. It's in our both interest that this stays between the two of us."
Catastrophe averted.
But still. She fucking knew!
„Why didn't you tell me!" I almost scream and she startles at my voice.
Grey. Calm down. This is important.
„I thought maybe you'd recognise me. We've met shortly at Kate and my graduation ceremony.. And I was once at Elliots house warming party."
I can't remember. But then I never really look out for women… they normally just come to me on my terms.
„I didn't…" I confess. My temper cooling off a little.
„I'm sorry Christian. I really needed the money and I only knew at last notice that it was you. I had already agreed at that point… I couldn't decline."
I let those words sink in. My silence makes her talk even more.
„When I saw you I thought it wouldn't be too awkward. I know your brother is a decent guy…"
Oh God. And then I humiliated her. I am starting to feel embarrassment take my angers place.
„Was it all for the money then?"
We stare at each other.
What did I just say? Of course it was. I had paid her for sex. Why do I sound like a wimp? Why did I want her to want more from me than money?
„I guess that's what our relationship is based on.. „ she mumbles.
That actually hurts me more than I am willing to admit. She has used me for my money.
Grey. You used her because she has a vagina you fucking idiot.
„Wait. I told you I'd pay you even if you didn't sleep with me. And still we fucked.. "I say, thinking out loud.
I don't think that she could get any more red in the face but she does. She jumps up from her seat, collecting her jacket and purse.
She's leaving. Shit. And I don't want her to. Don't let her Grey. Take control.
„It's still half an hour till eight." I say and try to use my best seductive voice.
„What do you want me to do?" she says and I can hear her voice shaking.
When she looks at me there are unshed tears in her eyes. It makes me stop in my tracks.
„Stay." I say and mean it.
„You know I can't." Fucking Escort policies.
„I'll call the agency and we can extend the time period…" I try to negotiate with her.
„That's not it, Christian, I can't.." she says now heading to the door.
I'm starting to panic. Nothing that has worked in the past works now. She is leaving. And I don't want her to.
„Please Ana, what have I done?" I sound pathetic to my own ears but I know I wouldn't forgive myself if I don't find out what is going on. I grab her shoulders to look at me. Her blue eyes sending a jolt to my nonexistent heart.
„It's not you, its me!" she says and a tear finds it way on her cheek. That cliché line. We could do better than that.
The elevator arrives behind her and I still hold on to her.
„I can't do this with you." She finally says and I'm totally lost. Such a simple sentence and I don't understand a single word. I can't do this with YOU? Or..I with capital letters... can't do this with you? What does she even mean.
Before I know what to say she wiggles out of my hold and pushes the button of the elevator.
„Ana!" I call to the closing doors.
„Christian." She sobs and that was the last I saw of her. She is gone.
I stand there, dumbfounded, unable to grasp what had happened.
I need a drink. Darkness has entered most of my apartment, I don't bother to turn on any lights beside the decorative lamp close to my piano. With the Seattle skyline below my feet I ask myself why I hadn't even showed her around last night. She probably would have like to see the view.
Shit.
I take out my phone to make a call.
„Claire from Elite Escorts speaking. Hello Mr. Grey." Seems she has saved my number. Not sure how I feel about that.
„Hello Claire. I'd like to know when Anastasia Stal will be available the next time?"
She doesn't answer right away. Probably looking into Ana's calender.
„She doesn't have a planned schedule. It's up for negotiation." She says. „Do you want us to arrange a meeting?"
I think about it for a second.
„Could she deny meeting me?" I ask.
„That's highly unlikely Sir. It's in our best interest to keep our customers happy." I don't like that answer. What if someone gets violent…? „Unless there is an obvious infringement of our terms." Glad to hear that.
„No, I just don't think she enjoyed my company." I say and yeah I am about to ruin her career as an Escort. I don't fucking care.
Ana still needs the money so she'd likely agree to any other man taking her out. No way in hell I would allow that to happen.
Claire is silent for a moment.
„I apologise if our services weren't up to your expectations. I will personally see what this is about. Maybe it's just an misunderstanding." Her voice clear and with a hint of a smile.
„I'm available next weekend. Let me know." I say and hang up.
Am I an asshole? Yes. But I want her. Not just the sex. I wanted her to come back. She couldn't just leave me hanging here. For God's sake she was crying.
If there's one thing I cannot bear to see it is a woman crying. Even my subs never went out of here like that. I always made sure they would be happy or at least come to terms with me.
About an hour later I get a call from Claire.
„Good evening Mr. Grey."
„Claire." No time for chit chat.
„I'd like to inform you that there has been an misunderstanding. Ms. Stal has been unwell. Maybe the common cold. She will get back to you when she's recovered completely."
Common cold my ass. Ana doesn't want to see me.
„Claire, is there a possibility that I have an exclusive arrangement with Ms. Stal? I don't enjoy sharing.. If you understand."
„We don't have any terms that would allow such an arrangement. However and this is off records Mr Grey."
„I understand." I say.
„Some clients just book their Escorts for several months at a time which basically makes them exclusive. I'll send you an offer for that."
Jesus, will she be offering me a discount coupon next? We're taking about Ana here.
„I'll have a look. Thank you Claire." I hang up.
This will not work. I need to see her again.. And I'm not a patient man.
Again, I pick up my phone.
„Heeey, Mr. Busy. What gives me the honour?"
„Elliott. What time is your fiancés party tomorrow?"
For once I hope he'd start talking but he remains silent. What is it lately that everyone around me gets muted the second I talk to them. First Elena, then Claire and now even wide mouth Elliott?
„At 8. Why?" I try not to laugh. Of course at eight.
„Where is it?" I ask, ignoring his question.
„At Larry's bar. Why? Are you coming?" I can only imagine the look on his face. Wish I had a picture of that shocked visage.
„Of course not. Thank you and good night."
„What? No. What the hell? You cannot just hang.. „ I hang up.
No need to disclose my plans. Tomorrow is going to be a big day. At last... I just need to sort out a birthday present for Kate Kavanagh.
Of all the people.
