Let Me Help You Help Me

Nightmares

A loud cry pierced the room. Ana screamed loudly as her body jolted from side to side, arms flailing about. Gentle hands grabbed her shoulders and shook her awake, "Ana!"

Christians voice was worried, as he tried to wake her. Her eyes snapped open and looking down at her was Christian with wide eyes. She looked around trying to get her

bearings. "Ana you were having a bad dream," he told her soothingly. Tears began falling from her eyes, which she quickly wiped away, embarrassed to be crying over a

nightmare. She tried to roll away from him so he couldn't see, but he just reached down and picked her up, cradling her against his chest. He rocked her back and forth,

seeming to try to calm her but the pace was just a little too fast to be relaxing. "What was it about baby?" He asked finally when Anas cries settled some.

She shook her head, "Edward pinned me down and wouldn't let me up," she sniffled again and looked up at him, "I could see you across the room but I couldn't get to you.

And..." he waited for a minute then tried to help her along, "And?"

"You wouldn't try to come rescue me," tears welled up in her eyes before they began spilling over. Christian leaned down and kissed her, pulling away to say, "Baby it was just

a dream. You know I'd never let anyone ever touch you. Right?"

Ana nodded as she wiped her nose with the back of her hand.

He was looking at her intensely. His lips crashed down on hers again, hungrily. Ana welcomed it. After the night they had had, both of them needed a release. He set her back

down on the bed, with her laying on her back. Leaning down he resumed their kiss. Ana could already feel the enormous bulge brushing her waist as their kisses turned more

and more passionate. Her hands ran into his hair where she pulled hard, needing more of him. Christians hands grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pulled it over her

head, leaving her in her pink sheer panties. She had her legs wrapped around his waist, grinding into his erection with moans so loud that it filled the room. Christian wasn't

holding back either. His hands were kneading at her breast, and his kisses were rough and full of need. Ana was sure her lips would be bruised in the morning but didn't at all

care. He was usually more controlled and a bit on guard, but tonight he seemed to be all over her.

Finally he pushed his briefs off and pulled her panties away as well. His dick couldn't get to her entrance fast enough, not even checking to see how wet she was first. He'd

usually push two fingers inside her and try to draw out the teasing a bit more, but tonight was just different. They both needed each other. Pushing himself inside her they

both let out loud groans. Christians hands each found hers, threading them into each others. His movements were surprisingly gentle. They had both been so rough and

needy with the quick foreplay but now that he was inside of her, his thrust were slow and gentle. He leaned back far enough for them to look into each others eyes. And Ana

knew, this is what making love was. She had never thought of making love with Christian

Grey. She had always thought they'd just be fucking. But Christian had known that Ana needed this right now. She needed to feel him there, being there for her. And this was

Christians way of telling her that he was. He began to slowly pick up the pace just enough to make the friction increase the building up inside her. She arched her back,