*Another and I will try to update weekly, unless life throws a curve ball*

CHAPTER 3

Christian arrived and she already had her coat on. She locked up and he helped her into the car like a gentleman. Ana buckled up and crossed her legs. They took off and got on the highway back into the city. He took her to the Mile High Club. He had valet park the car and helped her out of the car. Ana held his hand while they rode up seventy six floors to the restaurant. The electricity was crackling in-between them. The doors finally opened and they both exhaled. He was glad to know it wasn't just him.

They went to coat check and he inhaled seeing her dress and thought she was going to give him a hard on all night. Her legs went on forever in that dress. The dress hugged her perfect figure like a glove. They went to the reserved table with his hand on her lower back above her ass. The hostess was sashaying her hips in an exaggerated manner. Ana giggled and Christian smirked at her.

The hostess said in a low voice, "Have a nice dinner, Mr Grey." The lady sashayed away from the table. Ana giggled again.

Christian smiled and asked, "Do you like oysters on the half shell?"

Ana said, fanning her face in a low voice like the hostess, "Yes, Mr Grey. I like it with lemon."

He smiled at her teasing and said, "Me too." Her eyes seemed unreal and big. They were in the prettiest shade of cerulean blue being she had that dress color on.

Christian asked, "You look very beautiful tonight, Anastasia."

Ana blushed and said, "Thank you. You look handsome." Christian smiled at her blush. He ordered oysters and Merlot from the waiter and they put in their main course order. They both ate oysters waiting for their orders. Ana "Ummed..." When she would swallow an oyster. Christian's cock would twitch every time.

Ana said, "I've never eaten here before."

Christian was nervous and said, "They have really good chefs here. It's my exclusive membership restaurant." The waiter came with their food.

Ana smiled at him and said, "Ah, I see. I can't wait to try my dinner then, being it's your restaurant. You seem a tad unsettled tonight. I promise that I won't bite you." Ana reached across the table and put her hand on top of his gently. He leaned forward, picking up her hand and kissed the back of her hand. She lifted her index finger caressing his cheek as he did and he closed his eyes for a moment. She subtly smiled looking in his eyes when he opened them. She was happy that she could affect him.

Ana asked, "Would you like to try my sea bass?" He smiled and nodded. She put a bite on her fork and fed it to him. He moaned. It was so sexy even when he swallowed it.

Christian licked his lips and said, "Let me give you a bite. The filet mignon is always cooked perfectly." He held out a bite for Ana and it was extremely tasty.

She moaned in return and said, "Yummy." He had his mouth half open and licked his bottom lip during her bite as she licked her lips. Christian's eyes became so dark. She was thinking that it must be his arousal and desire on his face. Ana never saw his eyes as dark like this though. He stared at her. He swallowed hard, because his Adam's apple moved.

He said quietly, "I won't touch you without your permission. I think you know that I am very attracted to you."

Ana said softly, "The feeling is mutual, Christian." They both talked about work and found out that they both had very similar companies, just that Ana's company was about three quarters the size of Christian's company. She was a multi billionaire too with her liquid assets and the assets in her company.

After a while, they finished eating and he put his hand out for Ana to take and placed his hand on her lower back again. He helped her on with her coat and they walked out of the restaurant holding hands to the elevator. The ride down the elevator was as tense as it was going up for them both. It felt good to hit the fresh air outside and inhale a couple times. The car was pulled up by the valet. Christian gave Ana his hand and helped her into the passenger side.

When Christian got in the car, he asked, "Would you like to see where I live?"

Ana smiled at him and said, "Ok, lead the way."

They pulled up to the Escala highrise tower basement parking area. He got out and took her hand helping her out of the car. They walked to the elevator and Christian punched the code in to get to the penthouse.

He suddenly turned and said, "Fuck the paperwork." He pushed her up against the wall of the elevator and started kissing her fiercely. Ana had one hand on his arm and the other in his hair massaging his scalp. His tongue tasted so sweet to her. She matched him in his desire put into the kiss. The elevator doors opened and he stopped abruptly and took her hand pulling her into his entry. Ana looked around, a bit giddy from that kiss, at the sterile brass and glass and white decor as she was catching her breath. It didn't reflect any personality.

He took her coat and hung both of them up. Christian took her hand and led her over to the couch to sit down and started the fireplace. He asked, "Anastasia, would you like a glass of wine?"

Ana said, "Yes, thank you." He brought her a glass with his own and sat them on the coffee table. He sat down next to her.

Christian said, "Anastasia, I have never dated a woman before. I'm not a hearts and flowers kind of man, I don't do romance and shit. My tastes are very singular." She thought that was a bit crude for a minute there.

Ana said, "So, you have never had a relationship?"

Christian said taking a drink of wine and swallowing it, "No, it had never been an option before."

Ana said, "I don't understand. If that is true, you have been doing well tonight for a date." Ana reached out to caress his face and he caught her hand.

He said, "Please don't touch me. I can't be touched, on my chest and back."

Ana looked puzzled at him and said, "Ok, I touched your hair and arm when you kissed me in the elevator. I won't touch your chest and back. Christian, I would never want to cause you pain or injury. You can trust I won't touch your no go areas, if that is your wish. I don't see that as an issue as long as you have a compassionate and understanding partner. You're a very sensual man. I can tell by you kissing me that you are a passionate man, unless that's not the reason?" She reached out again slowly and he let her caress his cheek and he unconsciously leaned into her palm. Ana leaned forward and slid her hand into the hair at the nape of his neck and kissed him softly. He relished the soft sweetness of her kiss. He felt so lost in her mouth as her tongue caressed his lips and tongue. He never had a woman kiss him like this before. He had never let a woman kiss him before. He did not kiss other women because it was too personal, but he couldn't resist kissing her. Her thumb caressed his cheekbone.

Christian leaned forward and pushed her back against the arm of the couch placing his hand the same way cupping her jaw and hand in her hair kissing her back in a sweet tasting and demanding way.

Ana broke the kiss and said, "Christian, what did you mean by your tastes are singular?"

Christian got up and got a paper and packet from his office and sat them with a pen on the coffee table. Ana scooted forward and read the NDA and signed it saying, "I would never tell anything about you or us to anyone anyway. It's nobody's business."

Ana opened the packet of paperwork and started thumbing through it speed reading it and frowned as she went. She put it all back in the packet and put it on the table with a toss a slide. Ana asked, "Why?"

Christian asked, "Why, what exactly?"

Ana said stoically, "Why would you show me a BDSM contract?"

Christian said, "That's the only relationship I know. I thought we could negotiate."

Ana said, taken aback, "Negotiate how? I don't see any negotiation."

Christian said, "Come, let me show you upstairs." Christian put his hand out and she took it cautiously. He led her to a door and Christian opened it. He turned on the light. A strong scent hit Ana of leather and citrus.

Ana mumbled, "Holy shit." She walked into a sex dungeon in dark wood and red leather. A room of sex and pain, like the Marquis De Sade. She walked around looking but not touching with her arms crossed holding her elbows. Ana was amazed at seeing the canes, whips with spikes on the tips, belts of thick leather and cat-o'-nine-tails up close. She could imagine them welting and leaving the body with blood and blue bruises on the skin. How could he have the desire to do these things, either to himself or others?

Christian said in a pleading voice, "Anastasia, please say something?" Ana was breaking out into a sweat because the room made her nervous. She started moving to the door slowly.

Ana asked, "Christian, do you have women do this to you or you do this to them?"

He said, "I do this to them… with them. It's all agreed to in advance."

Ana asked, "You want to do this to me?"

He said hesitantly, "Yes. I would like to share this with you and show you the pleasure and push your limits."

Ana asked, "Limits in what?"

He shifted from side to side and said softly as he slowly approached her, "Your pain and pleasure tolerances." Ana thought, 'Why the fuck would I want that? I am not the woman that could fulfill his desires in this room. I'm not made this way.'

Ana moved to the door and said, "You have made a big mistake, I'm not the girl for you. I'm sorry, Christian." Ana left out of the door and went down the stairs to where her purse was and grabbed her coat out of the closet. She couldn't believe that he thought this was negotiating after her reading of that contract. He wasn't even going to try anything her way in a regular relationship.

He was pleading as he yelled after her down the hall, "Anastasia, please stop! Please let's talk about it! I want you to stay! Don't go!" He was running down the stairs. Ana hit the elevator button a couple times. He came up to her from behind.

Christian said pleading, "Why are you leaving?"

Ana turned to him and said, "I saw the contract there is no looking at you, talking, only do as you command, dress, eat, sleep, and exercise when you say. Beat, fuck, say when I can cum in exchange for things. You said you can't do a relationship because you don't do hearts, flowers or romance shit. You don't want any emotional attachment. It would be like letting a robot go through the motions of sex and boss you around until it finds an infraction to punish you for. This is not a negotiation of a contract, you know this Mr CEO, it is trying to convince me to allow you to do these things within the parameters of your own sexual fantasy. The definition of negotiation is for parties to gather and compromise until an agreement can be reached. There is no compromise on your part because you won't according to that contract. What do I get out of this arrangement?"

Christian did not understand why she was not agreeable. He said softly, "You get me."

Ana shook her head and said, "But that's not really true is it? You get to use my body for whatever you want and all I really get is stuff if I let you. Stuff or money is the same as a whore being paid. I don't need your money or stuff because I can afford my own. No, don't you see there is no compromise. Your way or no way. So that's why I'm leaving because I could never surrender myself to a man who will never care for my well being mentally, emotionally and physically, yet have no feelings like a robot. Have a nice lonely life Christian Grey because whoever taught you to be this way is in control of you somehow. You are alone, aloof and never will let anyone in to love or care for you. I am sorry for you. All this success in your life and not a soul to share it with. I guess I'm alone at the moment too, but I don't have this kind of issue." She looked around and pushed the elevator button again and it opened.

She looked him in the eye as she got on the elevator and said, "It's truly a tragedy because I know inside you are a good person." The doors closed and she was gone.