A/N: Happy Thursday Ladies! Hope everyone is doing okay and staying safe.
Please Be Advised. WARNING: This story has strong, bloody violence, strong language, contains material that some find disturbing, and contain scenes of sexual nature.
I do not have an editor so there are going to be blips and mistakes. Please be kind when reviewing. This is purely for entertainment and not real life.
As always all mistakes are mine. Enjoy!
CHAPTER NINE
CHRISTIAN
"Soooo, I stop by to say that I'm heading back to San Diego." The bitch roommate has the nerve to say as Anastasia is laying in a hospital bed.
"What? I thought we had the room and were staying until Sunday?"
Anastasia shifts in the bed, sitting up a little more after being awoken by Jill storming in waking her up. My first instinct she to slap the shit out of her and tell her to jump off the nearest bridge but I stay silent letting this unfold. I have no doubt this is going to play in my favor. We've been here overnight and most all the swelling has gone down. The medicine has done wonders in the last twelve hours and I'm itching to get out of here.
"Yeah, well, Elizabeth called and invited me to go out with her friends on her dad's yacht."
"I…"
"The concierge has your bags and is holding them until you're able to get out of here." Jill waves her hands in the air.
"Jill how am I…" Anastasia starts again but is interrupted before she can even form a sentence.
"Listen, I've got to get going if I'm going to beat the traffic back home. Call if you need anything." She's out the door before another word can be spoken.
The look on Anastasia's face has my jaw ticking. Before I can stop myself I've shot to my feet.
"I'll make sure she makes it to her car safely." Not wasting anytime I head out after this pathetic excuse of a person. I made it seem like it was the gentleman thing to do but I plan on being anything but a gentleman.
Hustling down the stairs I beat her to the parking garage. The fact that my obsession with Anastasia is at an all-time high now that I've made contact and we've hit it off more than what I thought, has me roaring with rage at the thought of someone hurting her and that goes for her feelings too. The cold-blooded killer in me wants to pound this bitch in the ground and leave her for dead. Just make your point and send the slut on her way.
Jill walks right by me as she passes a pillar not paying an ounce of attention to her surroundings. Like taking candy from a baby. Not wasting any more time than necessary and wanting to get back to my girl, I step up behind her spinning her around and shoving her up against a van. Her surprised gasp has my body humming and I feel the adrenaline start to shoot through my veins. This is what I left behind in Seattle. The brutal man that had no remorse for others. A man who was given orders and took action without any regard for the consequences.
"Ohmygod!" She tries to yell but I clamp my large hand over her motormouth.
"You're a piece of work, aren't you?" I'm holding her up by the throat with my other hand and making it difficult to move or breath. "This is what is going to happen." I shake her trembling body to make sure I have her full attention. "Once you get back to that shoebox dorm I want you to pack your shit up and move the fuck out. I don't give a fuck where you go or who you stay with, but I want you gone." Tears are streaming down her cheeks. "Write Anastasia a note telling her that you decided to move in with a boyfriend or whatever the fuck, but it better get done. I don't want to see you have any more contact with her after today. Block her number, change schools I don't care but I'll know if you do and you don't want to be on the receiving end when I catch you next time. Do you understand me?"
This bitch stares at me and I think she's about to pass out when a small nod forms against my hand.
"Good." Releasing her, I check my surroundings before driving my point home. Taking my full force, I body check her against the van and watch her crumble to the ground. She's stunned and curls into a ball. Not wanting anyone to find her like this and report an assault, I pick her back up from the ground like I'm picking up a dropped coin and help walk her over to her expensive car. I know all about her wealthy family and how her father came into that money. I never wanted to use my name after I left Seattle, but I will if it means this spoiled-ass bitch stays clear of my girl.
She's having a hard time grasping the situation and my time is up.
"You have one minute to get this car outta here and on the road back home or I'm going to make good on that promise. I know all about your family and make no mistake I'll kill everyone your close to right in front of your eyes if you tell a single soul what just happened or about me." I threaten and it must shake something in her because she slams the door and peels out of the garage in no time.
As I enter Anastasia's room I could hear her muffled sobs and for the first time ever my heart hurts hearing her cry. I swear this woman has done a number on me ever since I met her. The door makes a sound drawing her attention to it and I watch as she tries to hide her tears and put on a smiling face.
"And then there were two." I try and lighten the mood. A small watery giggle escapes and I think it worked.
It takes me a minute but when I finally come to my senses I know what it is that's been hounding me. I've watched Anastasia for a while and over that time I couldn't quite put a finger on it but now I know.
Most of her life Anastasia has been on her own. From the moment her mother died she was sent to a private school, then her piece of shit dad died, and she was put into the care of a teacher. She's had to look out for herself through the most important years of her life. Everyone in her life has left her but that changes right now. She obviously needs someone to take care of her and be that stable person in her life. She needs a person who will lay at her feet and take a bullet her. I'm that person. I've been connected to her for years, I'm finally claiming what I've wanted for so long. I can be the person she leans on, the man strong enough to shoulder bad times and celebrate the good ones. To love her with everything a person has and to help guide her into the woman she is wanting to become.
I'll be that person, I'm the right man for the job. I left my family and the business for her and to live the life she deserves.
"Do you mind if I use your phone? I'm not sure where mine is and I guess I need to figure out how I'm getting home when they decide to release me." Her voice trails off at the end and my frozen heart thaws slightly as a frown forms on her beautiful face. Even without makeup she's the most gorgeous woman in the world. Call me pussy whipped but I plan on making it my mission to see as few of those frowns touch her face ever again.
"Who needs a phone, your chauffer has already arrived." I exclaim with my arms held wide.
She has the most adorable look of confusion and I think she's in need of more sleep.
"Me, Anastasia. I'll be driving you back home when you're ready to leave."
"Oh, no I couldn't ask for you to that. I mean I'm sure I've already ruined your vacation." This chick has no idea that I'm only here for her.
"I'm not worried about my vacation. I told you when we met that I wanted to get to know you and see where this could lead. We'll call this the sickness and health times of the relationship." I joke and it seems to relax her stiff posture.
A few hours later we're informed that Anastasia should be released soon. I've contacted the hotel and instructed them to put all her belongings in my suite, we still have the rest of the week and weekend before heading back to San Diego so I plan to take every advantage I can to make solidify our relationship and have her tied to me.
"Thank you for staying with me through all this craziness." Anastasia finally says as we pull up to the hotel. My blue Maserati was delivered to the hospital by the hotel manager at my request.
"Hey," I turn to face her grabbing for her hand before the valet opens her door. "If you remember correctly I was the one who fed you the shellfish. If anything, I'm the one who caused all this craziness and there isn't anywhere else I'd want to be. I mean, how would it look if I left my girlfriend at the hospital after I was the reason for her being there."
"Your girlfriend?"
I nod and she gives me that million-dollar smile and I know I said the right thing. I might not know a thing about relationships, but I've watched my dad and mom enough over the years to know how to navigate my way through this.
"Ms. Steele, I'm so glad to see you in better health." Bob, according to his name tag, says. He must be the one I've been dealing with the last day or so.
"Oh, umm thank you." Anastasia bites her lip embarrassed of the attention.
"She was given a clean bill of health." I cut in and pull her close into my side. The possessive side kicks in and I can't help the asshole in me that I try to suppress. "Here's the prescriptions she needs. Make sure to note that no seafood is to touch our food at any point. Have the chef to use just washed utensils and kitchenware." I order making sure he understands.
"Of course, sir. Would you like to leave an order with me, and I'll make sure the food is personally delivered along with the meds?"
I turn towards Anastasia and see her eyes widen as she stands there listening to our conversation.
"Baby, what do you want to eat?" I circle her waist with my arm bring her closer to me. Is it possible to need physical contact all the time with someone?
She hesitates for a beat, "Pizza?"
We give Bob our order then head up to our suite for the rest of the week. In the elevator I can't help but feel like she's a little distant.
"Do you always speak to others like that?" She says throwing me off as the doors close leaving just the two of us enclosed in the ascending square box.
"Like what?"
"Order people around. Command them to do what you want."
I open my mouth to answer but I restrain for a moment gathering my response. She doesn't know that I was raised to give orders or give commands that others are to follow. I don't do that with her because she isn't someone who I need to order around, she's the love of my life even if she doesn't know that yet. Anastasia is the most precious thing in the world to me, a delicate person who means everything to me.
"I guess I didn't realize I do that. Owning a business I guess taking control is something that comes with the territory." I try my best to come up with something to cover. "Does it bother you?"
She blushes and I would love to know what she's thinking.
"I kinda liked it." She almost whispers and the shade of her cheeks turns even more red. I can't stop the smirk on my face or the chuckle that leaves my chest.
Walking over the short distance away, my knees bend so I'm almost eyelevel. I want her to hear me loud and clear.
"Oh, baby girl, you really shouldn't have said that." I lean in nipping the exposed skin of her neck. I had the manager buy her an outfit to come home from the hospital because I refused to leave her side during her stay there. I'd told him her size and what type of sundress. Needless to say, he did good. With the amount I've forked over here to make sure our stay was smooth I expect to have my ass kissed every time I turn around in this place.
The doors on the elevator ding but there's no movement.
"This is us." Anastasia's breathy voice covers my ear and it takes an act of all my strength to remove myself from her.
Once we're in the suite I try and cool my body down. I practically mauled her and that's not how I want this to go. She deserves better, more than a trashy quickie. She's taking in the spectacular view from our room since I had us upgraded from my original room. I want the rest of the week to be complete bliss and a time that she'll never forget.
My hand sweeps her hair over her shoulder exposing the back of her neck to me as I sidle up behind her. Both arms circle her midsection pulling her back to my hard chest.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Anastasia asks. I know she's talking about the view, but my eyes never leave hers.
"The most beautiful thing I've ever seen." I say whole heartedly.
"Thank you." She says as she turns in my arms. I refuse to move an inch, so she has to wiggle to face me.
"Why are you thanking me?"
"For being so kind and for staying with me during that totally embarrassing episode." She buries her face in my muscular chest. I love how small she is compared to me, she really only comes up to my pecs.
"Listen to me baby, I don't know who you've had in your life before me, but I can guarantee you that I'll never abandon you or hurt you." I lie because I know just about every person who's been in her life. We haven't talked about her family, but I know by the end of our trip she'll have told me. My curiosity is eating away at what she says about her piece of shit dad.
"Please don't make promises you can't keep." She places a small finger on my lips to stop me from continuing. "I'm not sure if I can handle one more person that I care about exiting out of my life."
I swiftly grab her wrist and place the softest kiss to her knuckles and look directly into her eyes.
"There is nothing in this world or the next that will keep me from you." Then I smash my lips down to hers. She returns the intensity as I dominate her. She rubbing up against me and my dick is on fire to shed these clothes and fill her up. My hands have a mind of their own as one arm hoists her up under her ripe ass and the other has a hand squeezing her plump breast.
A knock at the door interrupts our heavy petting and I regretfully place her down only waiting until the knock comes again before my lips leave hers. Bob, the hotel manager, wheels in the pizza we ordered and hands me her prescriptions. After tipping him and making sure to cover the cost of her medicine, I find my girl seated on the sofa in the living area of our suite and a case of déjà vu flashes before my eyes.
"Before we continue our night, is there anything else I need to know about you? Medical history? Allergies?" I half joke but that is definitely something I need to find out, so I don't accidently kill her like I almost did a few days ago.
She sets the pizza down giggling and it's the most beautiful gift she could give me and ease the knot in my chest. I could've lost her two days ago. The thought is sobering.
"They tested for other allergies, but shellfish seem to be the only thing I reacted to. But I do have asthma and have to carry an inhaler with me."
"Asthma? How often do you have attacks?"
Christ, this little slip of a girl is going to have me carrying a damn fanny pack if she keeps this up.
"I don't have to use it often, just when I work out sometimes." She shrugs. "But I don't do it often enough like I should." She goes to pinch the underside of her thigh and it has me moving quick to her side grabbing her hand.
"You don't need to work out." I reassure her. "If you get any smaller I'll crush you when I'm on top." She blushes as I lean in and steal a kiss. "So, working out any other time I should know."
Anastasia starts to wring her fingers and I know she's embarrassed again.
"You can tell me, don't be shy."
"Well," She pauses before finally looking into my eyes. "I thought I might need it after kissing you in the elevator."
Her teeth bite down onto her luscious bottom lip and I lose it. I attack. My body stretches out over her making her lay back on the sofa. This girl just told me that I stole her breath and the rope around my hardened heart loosens. She does things to me that I'd never seen myself doing before.
Being mindful of her breathing I let up after I ravish her mouth. I need this girl.
"Tell me you want me. That you want this." I thrust my dick right into her dress covered pussy and she rewards me with the perfect moan. "You have to say it, baby."
"Yes. Yes, I want you."
I have her scooped up in my arms before the entire word is off her tongue and headed towards the bedroom. The only way we are leaving this room is if the fucking hotel is on fire.
Setting her down at the foot of the king-sized bed, I start with my shirt. I guide her hands to the bottom of it and help her lift it over my head. Her hands go immediately to my pecs and I'm finally thankful for all the workouts that Ray made me do over the years to be in this shape. She traces over my tats but doesn't ask what the mean. I'll tell her one day but now is not the time. Right now I just want to bury myself and never come up for air.
My hands move hers down towards my belt and I help her pull it out of the loops. Her breathing has picked up and I listen for a wheezing sound. I'll never put her in harm's way.
"Should we get your inhaler just in case?" I hate to ruin the moment, but I don't want us to end back up in the hospital because I'm too much of a bastard to stop and check on her.
"I'm good, just excited." She breathes out.
This girl disarms me at every turn.
I know this is her first time so I think me getting naked first will ease her mind and hopefully relax her. Together we pop the button on my jeans, and I help her hands glide my pants and boxers down my legs. Her hands shake slightly but she's not showing too much hesitation. Anastasia's focus is on my throbbing rock-hard dick and it can't help but jump at her stare.
"He won't bite." I state taking her hands and wrapping them around my shaft. Her dainty hands won't fit around it as I show her how to rub from root to tip but I guide her on how tight to make her grip. "That's it baby girl." I moan and can't help closing my eyes at the feel of her finally touching me.
It's been well over a year since a woman has touched me and I've waited for years for this moment to happen. Even when I walked away from her years ago at her graduation thinking it was best I still pictured this moment. In fact, every time I was with someone else Anastasia was the one who I pictured with me. Sick I know, but once you have the one your meant to be with nothing else can even hold a candle. All those others were something to fill a void I was missing, but when I knew it was time for a change and that Anastasia was going to be my everything, I stop that shit and put my plan in the works to make this happen. I was even prepared for her to have someone in her life but thank god I didn't have to deal with that. I didn't need any more blood on my hands than what's already there.
The feeling is overwhelming, so I stop her before this ends sooner than I planned.
"Was that okay?" She bites her lip and I swear I come a little.
"Perfect, baby, but I want to play with you before I end the night too soon." I encourage. "I'd rather come in that tight little pussy than on your hand."
"Oh."
I kick my pants and boxers off that hung at my ankles along with my socks and shoes as she watches my every move. Fuck, her gaze makes me want to preen like a fucking peacock the way she takes me in. Reaching down I catch the bottom of her sundress pulling it over her head. Her large tits sway when her arms come back down to her side. She nervous but is putting on a brave front.
"Don't be nervous, baby. There is nothing for you to worry about, I got you." I say when she tries to cross her arms in front of her, but I stop her from covering herself. My large rough hands caress her tits and massage them as her nipples peak at my touch.
She has on sheer white panties and I see a wet spot. I don't even try to quiet my groan at the thought that my girl is turned on by my body and jacking my dick. Leaning forward, my nose runs along her seam and I inhale her scent. Heaven.
"Lay back for me, I want to see all of this gorgeous body."
She does as she's told and moves to the middle of the bed. I take this moment to appreciate what God created. She is perfect. There isn't a part of her being that isn't perfect, even her clumsiness and naivety makes her that much more attractive.
She fidgets and I think I've been staring too long that now she's starting to rethink this. I stalk up the bed, taking an ankle in my hands and kiss my way up to her upper thigh. I can smell her essence and it makes my dick throb even harder. My head drops on her stomach as I try to cool myself down, shit, maybe I should take a hit of her inhaler to calm myself. The last thing I want to do is let my beast out and ravage her for her first time and ruin everything.
"You smell like heaven and I bet you taste like it too."
Slowly, I begin to pull her panties down her thighs, I plan on keeping these for my own personal use. If I could I'd frame them, but I have to kill every fucker who laid eyes on them. They represent the beginning of my future, a symbol of what I thought I'd never have with the life and family I was given.
Not being able to help myself, I bring them up to my nose and inhale making my eyes roll shut and a moan leave the back of my throat. I hear a gasp, but I'm so wrapped up in her scent that I can't bring myself to look over at her. Her scent is like a drug you take a hit on. I remember back when me and my boys use to snort the good shit before I overdosed. We were only looking for that little piece of heaven to take us away from all the shit we saw and did. This is so much better than any drug that went in my system. After I get my fill I toss the prized panties on top of my clothes, I don't plan on giving those back. She seems to bring out the freak in me and I won't apologize for it. My beast is scratching at the surface wanting to take charge but the moment my eyes reach hers I know I could walk through fire for her.
She's bare and I love that nothing is going to be between us. I waste no time and bring my mouth down on her pussy. She's wet like a fucking slip-n-slide and I lap it up, my tongue exploding at her taste. I knew she'd be the best after inhaling her scent. Fuck! My dick hurts that it's at the point of painful. Reaching down with the hand that isn't holding her in place and give it a hard tug then squeeze, hoping to ease or give it some sort of relief. Never have I cared about any other woman's pleasure. My life has always been about me and my needs, but Anastasia is different. My life is now about her and what she needs, he'll have to wait until it's his turn. Sorry buddy, you'll have to wait your turn.
Anastasia's moans are loud and if we weren't the only ones on this floor I'd gag that pretty little mouth of hers so that no one else could hear her. My tongue hones in on her swollen clit and her hips buck under my grip.
"Please," She begs as if it were almost a question and doesn't know what she's begging for. Her hands grasp my hair and she pulls me even closer down. Yes Ma'am! Her hips are moving as if we were fucking and I can't wait for her to ride my dick like this.
I work my tongue over and over her clit as I push a finger in her tight as fuck channel. Holy shit, I have never felt such a tight snatch. Swear to God I could come on the spot right now at how tight she is. I feel her hymen and decide to leave it be and let my dick have the honor of breaking through it. He's been a trooper over the months with just my right hand and I think this reward is just what he deserves. Adding a second finger I scissor her to try and loosen her up but even with that I know she's going to bruise the shit out of my dick, and I couldn't be happier. A little pain to reach heaven is completely worth it.
My focus goes back to her pulsing clit and I know she's close to losing it. All it takes is a few more moments of me sucking on her pearl and she tips over the edge.
"Oh, Christian!" She all but screams my name and I revel in it as I lick her clean as the juices flow out of her.
In an instant I'm up on my knees towering over her with my elbow by her head. There's no easy way to do this so I decide to make it quick. It's like shoving a paint can in a pencil sharpener, it's going to hurt there's no way around it.
"Hold on to me tight, baby." I place my arm behind her back as she wraps her arms around me, as I guide my dick to heaven with the other. She's dripping and it lubes my dick at her pulsating entrance.
Without any hesitation I spear my thick cock in her all the way home. Anastasia was still coming down from her orgasm high when her hymen broke, but I know my size hurts. She cries out and I hold her tight to my body as her instincts kick in and she tries to move away from the pain.
"Christian!" She's crying and there's nothing I can do to make it better but hold her still until it passes.
"It's okay, it's okay." I repeat over and over. My shoulder is wet from her tears, but I quickly kiss them away as they drop. "I got you, baby."
My hips move ever so slightly as the hold Anastasia has on me lessens. Lord, give me strength to not start hammering into her. Moments go by and her tears have stopped as I try to kiss away her pain. Her body is so soft against mine I have to be careful not to crush her. As time passes my movements start to get smoother.
"How you feelin', baby girl?" I ask breaking our kiss. Her lips are swollen. She nods but that's not what I want. "Tell me."
"I… it's better. The stinging is almost gone."
"Good, that's good. Let me know if it gets too much."
She nods again and I start to move my hips a little faster. I'm not going to last very long with how great her pussy feels. I'll have to make it up later to her. The moment she moans as my hips slaps up against her pelvis I start to thrust. My dick can only take so much before he shoots off like a rocket.
"Oh…oh," Anastasia repeats every time my cock knocks into her g-spot. She'll be screaming from another orgasm soon and that's all I can take.
My hand slips in between us as my finger finds her clit. Sweat is rolling down my back as my thrusts are speeding up.
"You feel so good baby. You. Feel. That." I punctuate each word with a thrust hitting her in the right spot. "Take every drop, squeeze me good."
Her walls clamp down around me and my fingers lightly pinch her clit. She comes with the scream of my name and I let go. My head falls in the crook of her neck as I call her name. I come long and hard, painting her walls and womb with my seed. Even after I have nothing left to give I still thrust not wanting to leave my home. Anastasia's limp body is under me still moaning as I finally come to a halt.
"You were incredible." I praise as I brace my forearms on either side of her head. A lazy smile is all she's able to give as exhaustion take over her body. She's had a rough last few days, but my dick has taken over my brain since we made contact.
"I really liked it. I see what all the fuss is about." She giggles and I follow along right with her.
Knowing she's going to be sore I slowly pull out making her wince. The light pink color on my dick is all the evidence I need to know that she's all mine. No other man will every touch her like this. She was made for me and as soon as I can I plan to tie her to me in every way possible. The caveman in me wants to push a pillow under her hips and make her lay like that, not letting any of my cum drip out until the seed takes hold and puts a baby in her but I don't think we are in the same place right now. She thinks we just met even though we've known each other for years. No, we have to go at her pace and patience is going to have to be a priority for me.
"Let's have a bath." I say and scoop her naked body up. A good soak will hopefully help soothe her muscles.
A/N: Thank you for reading and I hope you like my story! They finally did it! Sex scenes has always been hard for me to write so I hope I did okay. Back to Anastasia's POV next. See you ladies next Thursday! Stay Safe.
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