From Grey To White {Christian Grey}

Chapter 3 - Miss Steele

"Madelyn. Maddie. Mads. Hey!"

Madelyn shuffled, grabbing her pillow and covering her face. "Go away. It's too early." She felt her cheeks get heated when she realized it was Christian.

"Miss Young, it is almost noon and you need to eat. We have a big day ahead of us." He pulled the pillow from her face and she winced. "Don't make me drag you out of this bed."

She threw her arms up, throwing the blankets off of her body. "I'm up!" She looked up at him and noticed him staring at her, his grey eyes dark, his bottom lip trapped underneath his teeth. She looked down, remembering she had only slept in her corset and underwear. She didn't have any clothes, yet, except the ones she came in, so she really had no choice, but it didn't bother her that he saw her this way. She stood from the bed, skipping over to Christian. She grazed his lip, forcing him to let it go. "That poor lip." She smirked, loving the look of surprise on his face.

He was a t-shirt and jeans. She had only seen him in suits and she liked the casual look on him. She put her hand on his chest and he grabbed her wrist, holding her hand away from him. "Don't."

"And why not?" She challenged. He let her hand go and she moved her hand into his hair, staring into his eyes. "I thought you liked me, Grey."

"I definitely like you, Miss Young." He pushed her onto the bed, hovering over her. "Do you like me, Miss Young?"

She bit her lip, thinking for a second. She shrugged. "You're okay."

He looked amused. "Okay? That's it? Do I need to prove myself to you, Madelyn?" He leaned down, kissing the base of her neck. "What do you think of me now?"

His breath was hot on her skin. Oh, you're definitely more than okay. "A little better," she teased.

He left little kisses up her neck, nipping at the skin. "How about now?"

Her breath hitched when he bit a little harder at the nape of her neck. "Don't you have things to do today, Grey?"

"They can wait," he whispered against her skin.

She grabbed his hair, pulling his head back, incidentally allowing a groan to leave his lips. "That's enough, Christian." She sat up, pushing him forward, her hands still tied in his hair. She stood from the bed, pulling his head down to her level. She bit her lip, knowing he couldn't resist that. She ruffled his hair, letting go. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a quick shower."

He watched her walk away, a smirk on his face. "I'll be here waiting when you're ready to beg for more, Miss Young."

She turned, tilting her head at him. She looked amused. "Me? Beg? Oh, Mr. Grey. I won't be begging for more."

"Oh? Why is that, Miss Young? Am I not good enough for you?"

"You're more than good enough, as far as I can tell. But I don't beg. I leave others begging." She turned, closing the door to the personal bathroom she had in her room.

Who the hell are you, Madelyn Young? He thought to himself as he walked out of the room.

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Christian led Madelyn into his office, walking over to his desk and sitting down. She stood in front of his desk, pulling up the top of her dress. She felt it go up her thigh a little and nervously pulled it down, again. He smiled up at her. "You could always take it off if it's bothering you."

She smirked. "You would like that, wouldn't you?" He nodded. "All the more reason to keep it on, Mr. Grey."

He sucked in a breath, tempted to snap at her, but he held it back. "Please sit, Miss Young." He said through gritted teeth.