Fifty Shades Of Grey: My Years With Elena #Explicit [Fifty Shades] #fanfic

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

We lunge at the same time, grasping each other by the head - all hot wet kisses and hands tangling in hair. I feel the familiar throb beginning to resound within me and then she pulls away.
"I don't...have anything...in here." She pants. "We'll have to...improvise."
I nod, also panting as I gently pull my hands out of her shiny blonde hair.
"Wait here." She slides off the bed and pads across the plush sky blue carpet and out of the room.
I'd almost forgotten this feeling. So much has happened since we were last intimate and a huge part of me was terrified Elena would want nothing more to do with me. I'm still getting my head around it, when Elena appears in the doorway, hands behind her back.
"Come and stand by this bedpost." She says, indicating it with her chin. I scramble off the bed immediately.
"Hold your hands out and clasp them together." She instructs.
I do so and she whips out a silver tie from behind her. It's obviously one of Linc's - and I can tell from the feel of it as she binds my wrists - that it must have been expensive. It's very smart and probably something I would have chosen. Once my wrists are secured, she then ties the ends deftly to one of the bedposts of the four-poster.
She tugs on the tie. "It's only a bow. I can pull you out of it immediately if you safeword."
"Okay."
She walks across to her dresser, opens a draw and removes a familiar looking bottle.
"Remember this?" She says shaking it gently.
Mmm...baby oil...Shit! Is she going to spank me?
A mixture of fear and desire lances through me, making every follicle jump to attention, from my scalp to my throbbing balls.
"Not what you think," she murmurs. "Unless you misbehave."
I gasp then catch her amused smirk. She saunters over to me until she is standing millimetres away. She reaches up and strokes my lips with her thumb and then her hand continues past my jaw and ear and she grabs my hair and pulls me onto her lips kissing me hard. Her hand then slips out of my hair as we kiss and it travels down my body, skirting the edge of my chest and then over to my behind. She caresses it, then gives it a hard squeeze as she moves off my lips.
"Mmm...I love your peachy ass," She murmurs sexily. "I think it's high time it got naked."
"Oh definitely." I agree and she laughs softly.
She bends and places the baby oil on the floor, then grabs the waistband of my sweatpants and tugs down hard - yanking both my pants and briefs down my legs and making me gasp.
"Ta-Dah!" She announces as my erection lurches towards her of its own accord.
I grin down at her as I step out of my clothes and then not taking her ice-blue eyes off mine, she leans forwards, grasps me firmly and pulls back, exposing my throbbing head. I inhale sharply as her soft lips make contact with the tip.
Ahhh...Christ...
I throw my head back and groan loudly, the sound reverberating around the room.
"Mmm...you like that don't you, Peachy?"
"Yessss..." I hiss, my eyes closed and my head still tipped back.
She lets go and stands suddenly, taking me by surprise and making me wobble. My eyes spring open and she has the baby oil bottle in her hands again.
"Plenty of time for that later."
Goddammit! I was enjoying that!
She pours some oil on her hands, coating them until they are slick and shiny. I watch mesmerised.
"This is as much a lesson in extending your control as it is for you to relax and put a few ghosts to rest." She says softly, not taking her glimmering eyes off mine. "There will be no music, no blindfold and no punishment. This isn't a scene. The tie is simply to symbolise your submission. You are still my Sub...if that's what you want to be..?" She finishes on a note of uncertainty.
"Of course Elena, I want that more than anything." I say adamantly.
"Good boy. One day I promise you, you will be strong enough to rise above this. To take control of your emotions and feelings...and maybe even become a Dominant yourself."
Holy shit! Me as a Dom..?