Fifty Shades Freed

Honeymoon

"Where are you taking me Chrissy?" He gets mad when I call him Chrissy. He usually gives in when I call him that. He says that name is for a girl. If that.
"Mia booked it. So I don't even know. She said it's a long plane ride though," He says looking at me and grinning.
"Oh. Ok." I snuggled into my seat and Christian pulls me toward him so I can lay my head on his chest.
I fall asleep to the humming of his heart.
I bet Christian is enjoying this. His love of his life asleep on the plane. Oooh. Im not gonna hear the end of it.
"Ana?" He calls my name.
I slowly open my eyes. Still nodding off.
"We are here, babe," He kisses my temple.
Normally I would let this fly, but when I am tired, and on a plane, no. I slap his face away. Then I sit up and watch him intently as he rubs his face looking at me.
"I'm sorry," I say as I get up.
He continues on rubbing his jaw line. "No. That's alright. You reminded me I have to shave."
Me and Taylor laugh. Wow. Unexpected.
I unexpected that.
Christian chuckles, "Ok. Let's get off this plane." He takes my hand weaving me through the Isle.
"Where are w..." I stop dead at my tracks. I see the Eiffel Tower. "Oh my gawd!"
I kiss Christian full on. "This is beautiful. I'm sure gonna thank Mia when I get back." I gracefully slide down the stairs as I do so and I look around. We are on an airport. The pink l limo was waiting for us as we walked down the red carpet leading to the vehicle.
I see people gawk at us through plane windows as they go by waving and taking pictures of us.
I chuckle and Christian kisses my forehead. I wrapped my arm around his waist as we advance to the Limo.
The limo driver opens the door for me and Christian. I get in and scoot all the way in leaving room for Christian to sit.
"Mr. and Mrs. Grey." The limo driver greeted us as we got in.
Once Christian got in, Taylor got in, and the driver closed the door carefully and got in the drivers seat.
"Mrs. Grey... pfft," I chuckle.
"You don't want to be called that?" Christian asked me.
I looked at him. "No. I do. Anastasia Grey. That has a ring to it. I like it. It's nice." He pulled me close to his chest as Taylor got on the phone with someone.
I looked at Christian. He didn't know what or who he was calling.
"That was your Mrs. Gail. she said you left the red room door unlocked. I told her to lock it if you don't mind," Taylor says.
Christian shakes his head and chuckles.
Oh shit. I was supposed to lock it. Two days ago, we went in there. Christian got a business call that he had to take and he told me to lock it. I guess it slipped out of my mind. Oh shit. I'm gonna get it now.
I looked at how Christian purses his lips together to form a line.
Somehow, that turns me on. And he knows it. So I bite my lip while he's looking at me. I know what effect it has on him. I grin sneakily at him.
He gets close to my ear, and whispers, "When we get into our hotel room..."
I look up at him and smirk, "you'll do what exactly?"
"You have no idea what you do to me," he grabs my face and pulls it up to his lips.
I feel his lips against mine. It fits so perfect. I have these small lips that glide so perfectly with his big lips. I feel butterflies go down my stomach. Oh lord. I move my face an inch back and rest my forehead against his and he lifts me up and I squeal. He puts me on his lap where I fall asleep to the sound of his fluttering heart.
Damn. I am so tired. II fall asleep as often as I can. And I have major mood swings.
I was dreaming of what Christian would do to me when we get to the hotel.
"Christian," I squeal as we head into the room. I feel the air on my swinging feet as he picks me up heading to our on suite room.
"I told you I was going to do something to you for sleeping on the plane," Christian says.
I cup my hands over my mouth. I know what he's gonna do. He is gonna fuck me. And hard.
We walk into the room and he sets me down. He locks the door from the inside.
I look at the bed. It is a double king with a huge canopy hanging from the ceiling. And the touch. The touch of the comforter was silky under my freshly manicured hands.
"Feel this bed. It feels so soft," I say. I get distracted by Christian kissing my neck. I moan out.
I couldn't handle it anymore, so I took the lead. I grabbed his arm and swung him on the bed. He removed his clothes and I did the same.
Kissing all over. I sucked on his tender skin.
He flipped me over and did the same. I moaned out in pleasure. "Oh.. Christian..."
We climaxed together as he ended it with one last thrust.
He falls immediately asleep. I place my head on his chest then fall asleep again, to the sound of his fluttering heart.
I swear.
I keep on falling asleep. This one time, I feel asleep during sex. Christian was so mad. He didn't talk to me for like 3 days.
The honeymoon went on. Sex. Tour of Paris. Sex. Four of France. Basically a tour of everywhere.
My phone vibrated in my pocket. I stopped my bike and told Christian.
It was from Mia.
"Mia, this is a really bad time.."
she interrupts me, "Yeah I know. I scheduled everything your on. So you know I wouldn't be calling you if it wasn't urgent."
"Mia what's wrong?" I ask her. Curiosity is in my voice. I'm scared.
"Christian isn't answering his phone. So I decided to call you. But.. it's Kate and Elliot. You need to come back as soon as possible."
I look to Christian and feel sorry for him. Christian doesn't know anything.