Hello loves, I'm so sorry for my absence. here is a special one for you *A&C gets kinky in this one... I hope you like it, please let me know what you think in the comments.
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Chapter Seven
C POV
"Anastasia Steele," I mutter repeatedly while pacing my home office with a very silent Taylor sitting on the chair watching me with big eyes.
"I knew she was trouble, God, She fucking STOLE my ASTON MARTIN!" I yell and run my hand through my dishevelled hair.
"And what did Taylor do?" I stop in front of my once trusted CPO, "mm? Stop in his tracks once the girl plays on his feelings." I say.
"I'm sorry Mr Grey, sir," Taylor mutters.
"Don't bother Jason," I say holding my hand up to silence him.
"She has that effect on people," I say and sink into my chair. There is a knock on my office door. "Enter," I say staring blankly out in front of me.
"Mr Grey, They have arrived back," Ryan says, my eyes are on his.
"Wait for them by the elevator and tell them that I want to see them," I tell Ryan he nods and walks off. I look at Taylor and say: "Go check on my car, I swear to God if there are any scratches on her I will strangle Anastasia Steele." Or maybe I should drag her up to the playroom for a well-deserved spanking and a hard fuck, I won't let her come, as a punishment.
"Yes sir," he nods and does as I told. I stand up from my chair and go stand by the window, looking out over the city. I hear two female voices outside the door they're arguing.
"You're the one who's always following me around and you're mad?" Mia yells, storming into my office.
"Mia, you know you're not supposed to go out without protection!" Ana yells back, the door slams shut behind them and I turn around to face the two girls. They are having a stare down.
"You know Anastasia, I have a fucking mum, and I don't need another," Mia says folding her arms over her chest.
"And thank God you're not my damn daughter because I swear –
"ALL RIGHT!" I shout at the girls the both of them stop and stare at me like I have a third eye. I point at Mia "You, explain." I say through gritted teeth.
"I was out, Christian," Mia says with a propped eyebrow.
"Yes, where were you?" I ask her. Mia looks at Anastasia, the way they're looking at each other is odd, it's not the same.
"Christian, it is none of your Goddamn business." She says and walks out of the office, slamming the door shut.
"I should probably go after her." Anastasia murmurs.
I lock eyes with the beautiful but stubborn girl, she tries to keep her blue eyes fixed on mine but they fall to the ground. Can you be submissive Anastasia? I feel myself growing in my pants when I think of Anastasia in the room upstairs.
"No, stay," I say walking up to her.
She looks up at me and backs up to the door. What do you think I'm going to do? Her bottom lip is captured between her teeth and when I reach her I tug on her chin to release her lip. She gasps.
"I wanna bite that lip, Ana," I whisper in her ear. I hear her gulp and she squirms up against the door.
"I'm sorry I didn't let you in on it, sir." She says, and the way sir sounds coming from her lips is a sin.
"Anastasia, if you were mine, you wouldn't be able to sit or walk for a week," I say.
She looks at me, her eyes are burning with what? Curiosity or Hunger? She knows exactly what I mean. I want to fuck this beautiful brunette into oblivion.
"It won't happen again." She says, I somehow know that that's a lie. I grab her hands and pin them above her head. I look at her lips and then at her eyes, asking for her permission. She presses her chest to me and I take that as a yes.
I move closer to her and attack her lips with a long sensual assault.
Pressing my tongue against her soft lips, snaking my tongue into her mouth as she opens it, I take this opportunity to explore and get to know her mouth, I swipe my tongue over her lips, her silky tongue and her teeth.
She has a sweet taste, I wonder…
With my trailing mind, my pants are growing tighter. I push my lower body into her to show her what she does to me.
She moans into my mouth, I bite on her lower lip and she catches my upper lip between her teeth, getting a reaction out of me as well.
My free hand is on her hip and I trail it up her side under her shirt, feeling her up, she is perfect.
I pull away from her lips and look at her I sink to my knees and put my hands on her sexy ass and pull her closer to me. I unzip her pants and pull them off to her ankles.
I look up and see her panties, a lace thong, I breathe through my teeth making a hissing sound.
"Jesus, Ana, you're going to kill me," I say kissing both her thighs. She groans.
"Do you know how much I want to fuck you? And punish you?" I say, scratching my nails down her thigh.
"Ah, then do it." She says, her hands connect with my hair.
I look up at her and smirk. Just as I'm about to rip off her panties someone knocks on the door.
"Go away," I shout, cursing whoever it is who is interrupting our moment.
"Sir, it's urgent," Taylor says, his voice is strained, and I know that he is stressed out.
Ana pulls her pants up and fixes her hair. I adjust myself and open the door to let him in. He eyes me and Ana. Shit. "Can I speak here?" he asks nodding to Ana, who is blushing a beautiful rose red.
"Yes," I say and nod to the seats by my desk and make my way to take my own seat as the two of them sits down.
"There is another threat," Taylor says handing me a note, similar to the one we found last week.
"Where did you get it?" I ask him, examining the note.
"On the Aston," Taylor says, he looks troubled. Hell, we all have been looking troubled the last few weeks, ever since the threats started, my already sleepless nights became stumped with a more complex insomnia, the mental illness delivered from stress and anxiety.
"So it appeared in less than fifteen minutes with the security downstairs, and I assume the garage gate is closed?" I ask him and he nods. I pinch the bridge of my nose and close my eyes.
I just wish the son of a bitch who is too much of a coward to confront me in my face and hides behind anonymity, will just fucking tell me what he wants so I can get on with my already stressed life.
"It's addressed to Miss Steele," I say looking at the envelope. The way it is written can be mistaken with the handwriting of a child, a shaky font that is hardly eligible. I frown when I start to wonder why in the hell the anonymous goon would want anything to do with her.
"Excuse me?" she says, her voice that is always free from emotion is now tainted with fear.
"If it was on the Aston, can't we look on the cameras who it was?" I ask Taylor, who shakes his head.
"No, I already checked, the camera was blinded: someone pointed a laser light at the camera," He says
"Can I have the letter?" Ana asks me, I hand her the letter and watch as she opens it. Her frown forms a perfect 'v' in the middle of her perfectly sculpted brows, her blue eyes are fixed on the letter, reading each word with the same amount of perplexity. When she is done she looks up at me, I question her with my eyes and she hands me the letter, which I quickly read.
Dearest Miss Steele,
Stay out of my way or I'll spill the beans.
We all know you need a job.
Wouldn't Daddy be disappointed?
"What does this mean?" I ask her, her eyes are cast down, avoiding mine.
"Nothing," she whispers, playing with her fingers.
"Taylor, leave us," I command my CPO, who rises from his chair immediately. He takes five struts toward the door and walks out before turning to look at me.
"Sir." He nods and closes the door behind him, leaving me and Ana alone.
"Ana, you can tell me," I say as I reach for her hands on the table and hold them in mine. Her blue orbs find my grey ones, she looks unsettled.
"I don't know who else could know about it…" she mumbles, she cast her eyes back down.
"About what?" I pressed her, I need to know what the letter means to her. I can see the stress on her face and try to soothe her by rubbing circles on the back of her hands with my thumbs, something I would never do. Not even for my mother or sister.
"I know your secret." She whispers and my heart falls into my stomach.
"What do you mean?" I ask trying to stay calm.
"The BDSM, someone sends photographs to Mia some time ago, but the letter looked shady so I took it. She doesn't know about it," Anastasia says. I look at her, staring daggers at her.
"WHAT?" I yell, when the calmness fails. I pinch the bridge of my nose between my fingers.
"WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME EARLIER?" I yell at her, causing her to flinch.
"I didn't know what to do, you don't just go up to a person and bring up their kinky sex life." Now is not the fucking time for Anastasia's smart mouth.
"But there's more." She says softly.
"Oh God," I mutter my fingers move up to my hair and lace through it.
"I was curious." She tells me. I shake my head.
"What did you do?" I know it can't be anything good.
"I had an accomplice, but I made him come. I asked Luke about it, to find out whether or not it was photoshopped to make you look bad and to destroy your company but he told me everything." She says in a speedy manner.
Her fingers are tracing circles on my desk and I have to think of Elliot in a mankini in order to prevent my growing erection when my mind wandered to Ana rubbing her clit in the same manner as I plunge deep into her. I think I need a cold shower.
"So much for a fucking NDA," I mutter.
"Please don't be mad at Luke, it was all my doing." She begs me, I wonder what Mr Sawyer is to miss Steele.
"What happened then?" I ask her trying to shut out the theories of the two of them.
"I went up to your playroom after I found out about it and Luke went after me and he grabbed me in order to pull me away when someone took photographs of us." she says softly, her eyes are focused on her fingers that are tracing circles.
"I see, have you seen the photographs?" I ask her.
"No, but I'm being threatened with them." she tells me, her blue orbs is on mine.
"Why haven't you come clean to me before?" I ask her, my voice is stern.
Ana looks away from me and picks one of her hairs off of her shirt and play with it.
"I was afraid." She whispers, I frown at her. Anastasia Steele is never afraid, why was she afraid of this?
"Of what?" I ask her grabbing her hand, she looks at me again, her blue eyes filled with shock.
"I don't know," she says after a moment of silence.
"Ana, you have to tell me these things," I tell her in the softest way I can manage. I need her to know that she can tell me things without my head exploding.
"Sorry." She says and then her bottom lip is caged between her teeth. I lean in closer to her over the table and she does the same.
"Don't be, I'm actually glad that you know about my lifestyle, saves me the explanation" I whisper to her.
"Why?" she whispers back, one of her eyebrows are propped.
"Because Anastasia, I would pretty much like to drag you up to my playroom right about now," I say a little louder than a whisper. Her eyebrows rise and her blue eyes are rounded.
"Oh," she whispers.
"Would you like that?" I ask her, tracing my fingers over her hand.
"Yes," she replies, looking at our hands.
"Yes what, Anastasia?" I ask, testing her to see if she did homework when she was 'curious'.
"Yes, sir." She says, and her lip finds its way back between her teeth. Her eyes are still on our hands but when I stop my tracing she looks at me.
"Good girl, I won't drag you up just yet, we need to fill in a contract and a new NDA," I said causing her to frown.
"Okay." She pants, I can see her shift in her chair.
"Are you horny Anastasia?" I smirk at her.
"Hmm-mmm" she moans her answer, I stand up and walk over to her and pull her up from her chair and then press her down on my desk where I hold her close to me, pressing my erection into her stomach, so she can feel her influence on me.
Her hands tangle in my hair holding me close to her. Another first with her, my subs would have been punished if they did something like this.
"I can see your nipples peaking up underneath your shirt," I whisper in her ear and run my hand up her leg, over her waist, ribs and then my hand cups her breast. I squeeze softly causing her to push her breast deeper into my hand.
"Oh," she moans into my neck, her warm breath causing my skin to tingle, sending shockwaves to my dick, making him twitch.
"You're going to be the death of me," I say in her ear. I feel her quiver in my arms, her lips then press into my neck.
"Don't worry baby, I'll make you feel good," I tell her, slipping her hands out of my hair and put them on the desk. "Keep them there," I tell her in a stern voice.
"Yes, sir." She says seductively, her fingers curl around the edge of the table.
"Now, where were we before we were interrupted?" I ask her as my hands work on her pants button and zipper.
I hook my fingers through the belt hoops and pull them down, she lifts her sexy ass so I can pull them down to her ankles, leaving her in her lacy panties.
I thug on her T-shirt and pull it over her head. And see that her underwear is matching. I groan out.
"You're going to kill me," I tell the brunette, who is looking at me through her lashes, her eyes are dark with lust. "Let's see if you can be silent," I whisper and place my hands on her waist, sliding them up to her breasts and slip them under her bra.
Ana's tits aren't big, but they are just big enough, they're a perfect fit in my hands. I feel her hardened nipples press into the palm of my hand and the beauty moans.
I love that she is so responsive to me. I move her strapless bra down out of my way, showcasing her beautiful tits, her nipples is a light pink.
I lean closer to her tits, examining her closely, I bring my hands up and pinch her perky nipples, causing her to moan out and press into my hands.
"Shhh, baby," I tell her, rubbing her breasts, I pinch her nipples again and lean my head down and swipe my tongue over both her nipples.
With one hand I roll her one nipple between my forefinger and thumb and I suck on and swirl my tongue around the other one, Ana's body keeps moving around under my touch.
After a few minutes, I switch places, giving attention to the other nipple as well. When Ana starts shivering I know that she is close, I look up at her with a mischievous look in my eyes and bite her nipple, then I bite the side of her breast, and that does it for her because her body is shaking.
"Did you just come?" I ask her with a smile. She nods and moans.
"I love that you're so responsive," I say. I move my hand down her stomach to my second target, I shove my hand into her panties and swipe my finger through her folds, "you're so wet for me baby." I whisper in her ear, I bite her ear and run my nose down her neck. She moans into my neck.
Rub my finger up and down her clit, causing her to roll her head back and let out yet another moan.
"You have to be really quiet now, baby," I tell her and pull her panties down and sink to my knees in front of her. I spread her legs open and get a perfect view of her wet shaven pussy, her arousal is glistening on her folds, and she looks so sexy right now.
"Do you want me to lick your pussy, Ana?" I ask her and her eyes fly open, "answer me."
"Yes," she hisses through her teeth.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, sir, I want you to lick my…"
"Say it." I urge her to say the word. My cock is straining against my pants, pleading to come out to play.
"Pussy" she groans.
"I think that this should be for punishment, you may not come until I say so. If you come, I will spank you," I tell her and she nods, her bottom lip is caught between her teeth.
"Yes, sir." She whispers.
"Alright baby, be quiet," I say against her pussy, her back arched and her knees are pulling to each other like magnets. I have barely touched her and she has this reaction. I love it!
I smile and push her legs away from each other I look up and see her eyes are on me. I lick my lips and go down on her, I spread her folds open between my fingers and swipe my tongue over her slowly, taking in her sweet taste. Ana moans and her fingers find my hair and tangle in it.
APOV
Christian blows on my lady bits, and licks again, my fingers pull at his hair, the pulling feeling in my stomach is getting stronger and I know that he told me that I may not come until he tells me to but oh MY GOOOOOOD it's not fucking easy!
His warm tongue is starting to move frantically up and down my folds, just when I think I have my breath under control, he bites me, there…
I buck my pelvis, pressing my sex further in his face. "Please, Christian." I whimper.
"Uh, uh, uh," he says against my sex.
He presses one of his fingers into my sex and starts moving it in and out, his other finger is playing with my clitoris and he is blowing on me.
"Fuck, please, I can't hold it," I moan when the clench in my stomach becomes too much to bare. My body is crumbling in his hold and the sweet assault. My body is shaking frantically in his hold.
"Try to hold it, baby," he says and stops with his finger's movements, his tongue is pressing into me and then pulls out over and over, his hands are around my ass and lifts me up from the desk.
He is literally eating me out. "Come for me," he commands against my sex and just like that, I do. It rips through me like a tidal wave. Christian is licking me clean. When he is done he looks up at me.
"That was something baby," he says with a smile.
"Mm," I moan in agreement. He stands up and leans down on me.
"I made you come twice," he says excitedly. "But, I still want to spank you," he says in my ear. He kisses my ear and stands up straight.
"Come," he says holding out his hand for me. I reach for his hand and he pulls me up. "Thank you, Anastasia," he says and leans down and kiss me deeply, I can taste myself on his lips, to be honest, it is kind of hot.
"Now, let me spank you, then you can go," he says when he tears his lips from mine. His breath is hitched and his voice hoarse. Standing pressed up against him I can feel his 'situation' in his pants. I bite my lip and look up at him, through my lashes.
"What is it, Ana?" he asks me. I decide to be bold and start pawing his crotch area.
"Oh my god, you're going to kill me," he says, his voice is small.
"As much as I would like your plum lips around my cock, this is for you not for me, now let me punish you." He says against my ear.
I stop with my movement on his privates. He grabs my hand and leads me to the couch. He sits down, pulling me down with him.
I'm sitting on his lap and suddenly he turns me around and his leg tangled around my legs, holding me in place. His hands are tracing up my legs and stop on my ass. He rubs my butt cheeks warm.
"I want you to count them." he says in my ear and I nod.
I hold on to the armrest, holding myself up. His hand stops and disappears from my ass, the absence of his warm hands is recognisable because my ass suddenly feels cold.
But then he does it… his hand comes crashing down with the speed of a falling meteor.
His hand slaps on my ass, heat flushes over my body.
"one," I whisper.
His hand rubs the skin he had just struck, and then it slams down on my skin again and again and again.
It's like a cycle, he rubs and slaps, rubs and slaps until I have counted to ten. For some strange reason, I found it sexy, and I am certain that I am wet again.
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