Fifty Shades

15

Christian's POV

"Come here you little twit!" The angry man yells as he walks into the living room. I cover my ears while holding onto my mother's mask, he smells of cigarettes and alcohol. I try to slow my breathing so he doesn't hear me. "I see you.." he laughs. He's like the devil. So angry, and mean. He grabs me by the leg and drags me out. He laughs as he pulls up my shirt and out his cigarette on my skin. "No, no, no!" I scream.

My body twists and turns, and I struggle to wake up from this nightmare. Warm hands hold my face, "Christian!" It's Anastasia, my sweet Ana. My eyes flutter open in shock. Her face flushed and eyes widened. "Hi.." she whispers. "Are you okay?" Her hands run through my stubble and into my hair. "Yes," I pull her body to mine and I hold her tightly. "What were you dreaming about?" She asks.

I wrap my hands around her waist and pull her on top of me so that she sits astride me. She's beautiful, and I realize now that losing her would be the death of me. "Christian..." I sit up and run my hands through her hair. "Anastasia, I love you," I whisper and my lips find hers. "You're mine," She whispers. I smile, because it's true. It's a revelation. I've never belonged to someone, and it's refreshing— I feel cherished. Her hips rock against mine as we deepen the kiss. Her tongue coaxes mine, asking for more.
She moans and her hands travel from my hair to my chest. She breaks the kiss as she inches further back and leans down to kiss my chest. "Is this okay?" I nod and she proceeds to kiss my scars. Her lips are soft and warm. How can she do this? She makes my pain go away. She shifts on me once more and her mouth finds my nipples. "Oh fuck, Ana." I groan. "You're shifting around on me and I want to fuck you." I lean up and rest my weight on my elbows.

She stops immediately and when I think she's going to get off of me, she rises and her hands find my erection. "I want to fuck you." She smirks as her hand guides my erection to her opening. "Fuck," I rasp as she slides down onto me. She's tight and wet. I flex my hips up so that she feels all of me. "Oh no," she scolds and pins my arms down. "I'm fucking you, remember? Now stay still." She demands. Oh this is hell. She sets a slow antagonizing rhythm, up and down, then she circles her hips. "Ahh.." she moans loudly and starts move faster. She releases my hand and rests hers on my chest. I hold onto her hips and follow her lead. "Christian.." she pants and I can see that she is close. I push into her harder and faster.

There's a knock on the door and we both turn our heads in shock. "Oh this is just not fair," She groans and her eyes finds mine. "Who could be knocking?" She asks. I pull her body to mine so that we're flushed against one another, and I roll over so that I'm on top. I pin her hands over her head and I set and pounding rhythm. "Yes !" She moans loudly and her legs stiffens and her stomach tightens. "Come for me" I whisper. I release her hands and she wraps them around me clinging to my back. Her nails sink into my skin as her body convulses around me, calling my name. I thrust into her as she rides through her orgasm. She hugs me down there and I come, emptying everything, love, adoration, and me into her.  I call her name in the throes of my orgasm. I collapse on top of her with my head on her chest. "Get the door." I say as I pull out of her and lay on the other side of the bed.

Ana's POV

I giggle and slowly get out of the bed. I grab the duvet and throw it to Christian so that he covers himself. I grab my robe and wrap it around me. I smooth my hair and make my way to the door. I open it but no one's there. I tie my robe and make my way to the foyer. "Hello?" I ask.

"Ana!" Kate and Elliot rises from the couch. Shit I forgot we had plans tonight. "Why aren't you dressed?" I blush scarlet and wrap my hands around my small body. "I'll get ready now, did Taylor let you guys through?" I ask. "Yes, now hurry!" Kate beams.

I run back into the room and Christian frightens me as he emerges from the bathroom. "Who was it?" He asks. "Kate and Elliot."

He nods and takes my hand in his. "Shower." We walk into the bathroom and stop at the base of the shower. His hand reaches for my sash and pulls it so that it falls open and then down to the ground. "I love you too." I smile.

Christian and I emerge from the bedroom, I am wearing the dress I bought earlier and some black pumps. His hand rests against my back. He looks mighty fine, those pants hug his ass perfectly. "Ready?" I ask Kate and Elliot.