CHAPTER 5

At seven o'clock, Ana was dressed to the nines in a designer Couture black lace Bardot off the shoulder long sleeve bodycon cocktail midi dress. She gave herself a mani-pedi when she got home. She wore vanilla lavender perfume. Her hair was styled perfectly in a braided loose fishtail with fat velvet black bow on the end and her makeup on light, with smokey eyes.She had her Arctic Wolf Donna Salyer's Fabulous Faux Fur. She had bought three: a red fox, silver fox and arctic wolf. She grabbed her purse when the concierge buzzed her apartment. Ana walked out of the elevator into the lobby and Christian was dressed in a men's Italian double breasted wool trench coat with a scarf. Seattle was cold at 38 degrees that night in November.

He smiled at her. She took his arm and he said, "My, don't you look beautiful."

She said looking at him, "Thank you. You look nice too."

Christian grinned and held her hand as he opened the car door for her to get in and buckle up. He walked around to the other side, got in, buckled up and pulled out. Ana said, "Nice R8, Christian."

He asked, smiling, "Your Jaguar is a nice car?"

She grinned and answered, "It is."

Christian grinned, asking, "Better that that BMW?"

Ana said, "Yes, anything was better than that car. Didn't you know I'm a professional race car driver? Didn't you know the R in my middle name stands for race car? It's on my background check. I am a professional astronaut, a particle physicist engineer on the Super Hadron Collider in Sweden and manager of the local Dairy Queen too. I didn't tell you because I don't like to brag about myself… much." Christian chuckled. Ana smiled.

Christian says, shaking his head, "You and your smart mouth. I'm taking you to my restaurant, the Mile High Club."

When they get to the Mile High Club valet, Christian gets out and opens her door. They take a very long ride up to the 76th floor. The electricity is just ping-ponging back and forth between them. Christian was almost panting from the sexual tension. They both exhaled stepping out. He knew he wasn't the only one affected.

They checked their coats and he gasped at her form fitting black dress. He thought it looked painted on with her black Louboutin high heel leather boots that made her ass swing in a natural sway with that bow bouncing off her ass. He told himself that he was doomed to have a hard on, all night now from the looks of it. He put his hand on the small of her back as her bow bounced, splitting his concentration.

They were led by an over anxious attention seeking hostess vying for his notice. Christian helped push in Ana's chair and then seated himself. The woman bent over putting her breasts in his face when he said, "Leave." The woman pouted, all the way back to the front after seating them.

He looked at the beauty across from him. He knew she was out of his league and would never accept him. Christian thought he was too fucked up. He felt this unbelievable pull to just be around her since he had known her back when they met in the BDSM club. He couldn't help himself.

Christian ordered a bottle of the best red wine and got an order of oysters on the half shell. They talked about everything, business and silly things while they ate their dinner. Things that Ana did as a child, chasing dogs to get her Barbie doll heads back constantly before he buried it, to her first fishing experience when the fish yanked so hard she went overboard head first. Then fishing turned into vengeance, rather than a recreational sport for her now.

Ana was highly attracted to him. He was so handsome. Ana said, "I think you know I like you, Christian. I feel this electrical pull when I'm near you. I would like for us to be friends." He smiled at her and realized she said pretty much the same he was feeling.

Christian said softly, "I would really like that. I feel exactly the same way as you. I am sorry about the other night. It's just I have doubts that I'm not good enough for you." She was surprised that he said that.

Ana said, "I felt that way when you said to steer clear of you. You made me feel like I wasn't good enough for you."

He said pleading, "No, God, no. It's my fault, never yours."

Ana said earnestly, "Let's start over again and stop doubting ourselves."

They started talking about mergers and acquisitions, hiking and flying. They had so much in common. It was refreshing to him to not have his guard up around her. She was a methodical thinker like himself when dealing with business. Her mind was sharp as a razor when it came to facts and figures. Before he knew it three hours had passed.

Christian chuckled and said, "I think this is the first time I can say that I lost track of time. We have been here for almost three hours."

Ana giggled and said, "I can't believe it either. You're so easy to talk to and we share a lot of common interests. Most men become intimidated or disinterested after the entree.They will drone on mostly about themselves. They never say a word on what I like to do. I'm not like most women who want to talk about shopping, nails, gossip, hair and designer clothes. Don't get me wrong, I can hold my own with those types. I'm just unconventional."

Christian smiled at her and said, "That's what I like about you. You're not like anyone I have ever met. You have to admit you have some masculine interests."

Ana smiled and said, "I had a Marine dad, I was his tomboy. I always wanted to be like him."

Christian started laughing and said, "Come on, beautiful let's go." Ana giggled and stood up with him. He put his hand on her lower back and they got their coats.

Christian couldn't believe that he had such a good time on this first date he had ever had with a woman. He didn't want it to end. He got their coats and they got on the elevator. He attacked her mouth, pressing her up against the wall of the elevator. He couldn't get enough of her tongue and lips. Ana had been driving him crazy all night at how intelligent, beautiful, sexy and entertaining she was.

Christian stopped kissing her and asked, "Would you like to see where I live?" She nodded and wiped the lipstick off of his mouth with her thumb and pecked his lips. He smiled a very handsome smile at her. The elevator dinged, and he took her hand.

Christian whispered, "What is it about elevators?" Ana smiled, shaking her head.

Ana said while stepping off, "I think it's who you're on it with." She inhaled deeply. He started laughing because she was just as affected as he is. He led her to the car and opened the door. He got in and left for Escala. He took her hand holding it over the console. They talked about this and that.

Ana asked, "Can I take you out to dinner next time? I want to take you to a seafood restaurant I like, called Aqua. They have the best crab and muscles."

Christian said seriously, "I love muscles done right."

Ana reached over and squeezed his bicep and said, "Yes, I noticed."

He chuckled and glanced at her as they pulled into the garage. He parked and leaned over, moving his finger to say 'come here'. She did and kissed him. He couldn't get over how she made him feel so relaxed and comfortable to be around her. She was completely disarming and he felt… normal.

Christian broke the kiss, opened his car door and walked around the car to help her out of his R8. They walked up and got on to the elevator. He punched in the codes and it went straight up. He was getting that feeling again. Christian attacked and started kissing the stuffing out of her. Christian pushed her into the wall of the elevator and ravaged her lips. He had her hands intertwined with his on both sides of her head. He was completely pressed up against her.

Ana loved his mouth drowning in his kiss. She could feel how excited he was against her belly.

Ana moaned at the intensity of his mouth, lips and hands. She matched him in responding to his eagerness. Christian was moaning also. The doors opened and he instantly pulled away from her. Leaving her shocked at the abruptness. She was panting and so was he. He took her hand and led her into the foyer into the huge room of white furniture, brass and glass. The only thing not white was the black piano.

He stopped dead in his tracks glaring and clutched her waist harder in a possessive way. He cringed inside and said firmly, "What hell are you doing here Elena?" Elena was relaxed sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand and asked, "Who's your little friend?" He ignored her and hung up both of their coats.

He turned back and asked again, getting angry, "I'll ask you again, Elena. What the hell are you doing here?"

Elena said arrogantly, "She looks just like the rest of the subs, mousey, boring and plain."

Ana asked looking at him, "Who is this woman, Christian?"

Elena snottily said, "Exactly my question."

Christian said to Ana, "She hasn't been invited so she is not staying long enough to find out." He turned to Elena and said, "Get out, Elena and don't come back! I don't appreciate you coming into my home whenever you feel like it or intruding on things that do not have a damn thing to do with you! The codes will be changed from now on!"

Elena stood up, sauntered walking up to him and Ana moved away a bit watching her. Elena said, "Who do you think you're talking to, boy? You wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for me. Stop this right now! You know she can never satisfy you and your needs?" Elena put her hand on his arm.

He said gruffly, "How do you know what she can or can't do, Elena? I met her at the BDSM club anyway a while ago. You don't have any clue about her."

Ana boldly removed Elena's hand from him stepping in-between them both and said, "No, you haven't a clue who or what I am. Do not touch what is mine and freely given. Come Christian. Let's allow Taylor to remove her. Taylor! Please help Elena leave?" Elena was floored with her mouth open. She couldn't get over the audacity of this bitch trying to dominate Christian. Ana took Christian's hand, as he grinned being led away by her.

Elena screamed her head off saying, "Who the hell do you think you're talking to?! I created him! He is mine!"

Ana said loudly, spinning around, "Bullshit! He is his own man! Brilliant, beautiful and knows what he wants! And it isn't you he asks for or calls out to during passionate scenes!" Taylor shoved Elena in the elevator as she stumbled. He was grinning from ear to ear knowing Ana just played Elena at her own game.

Taylor said as the door closed, "She's a much nicer dominatrix than you ever were." The door closed. Taylor turned around grinning still and said, "I'll go change the codes and text them to you, sir."

Ana said giggling, "Taylor, I really am a much nicer one by the way." He blushed and left the room. He had hoped they hadn't heard him rub it in. He just hated Elena so much and was glad Ana was a good girl for Christian.

Ana started laughing so hard and Christian scooped her up in his arms sitting her on his lap on the couch. Christian said, chuckling at her, "You enjoyed yourself didn't you, you cheeky girl?"

Ana said smiling wiping the tears in her eyes, "Yes, yes I did. What a horrible bitch she was talking to you like you're a child and revealing your lifestyle in front of me to chase me away from you. That was so disrespectful it made me mad. You are a better person than that evil woman." He was flattered by her saying that.

He said smiling, "So do you want to be my dominant?"

She smiled at him and asked, "What, you have no contract in play?" Christian shook his head no. "Good because I'm a very selfish woman and it would have been bad of you to be kissing on me if you had one. I must warn you, I don't mind a… vanilla with sprinkles and chocolate syrup relationship, if you can handle that? Though if you ever beat on me, I could easily geld you."

He started laughing and said, "Vanilla with sprinkles and chocolate syrup. Where do you come up with this stuff?" Ana winked at him.

He straightened up and said, "Anastasia, you need to know the truth. l'm a dominant monster who beats on little brown haired girls and gets off? I am not worthy of a beautiful creature like you." Ana looked in his eyes and saw a hurt little boy inside there. She ran her fingers through his hair gently.

Ana said, "So you're really a sadist?" He nodded guilty.