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tendernessfic · 6 years

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About Last Night [Christasia]

So what exactly did happen last night? Read to find out.

“Mr Grey, Mrs Grey, welcome back,” Taylor says as he helps me off the jet ski and onto our yacht.

It was the first day Christian was willing to go out without security, and that was only because the place we had for dinner was within eyesight of the boat and I’m pretty sure Taylor had his binoculars on full-use the entire night. Not that I’m complaining. The restaurant we went to was situated on top of a hill and gave us a spectacular view of the French Riviera sunset. I honestly don’t know how I’m going to ever leave this place. Maybe I should convince Christian to let us move here?

I smile at him, “Thanks Taylor, did you have a nice night?”

“Yes I did, ma’am.”

“How many times do I have to tell you, it’s Ana.”

Christian clears his throat from behind me as he climbs aboard while Taylor gives me a curt nod and disappears into his quarters.

I roll my eyes, “You don’t have to be so official all the time.”

“And you need to remember who you’re speaking to.”

“Christian Grey, my husband, I hope and not billionaire CEO Christian Grey?”

He sighs, “Ana, the staff have to respect you 24/7.”

“And they do!” I walk across the deck and head to our bedroom, “Can’t we make ‘Mrs. Grey’ an office hours thing? Just because they call me Ana-”

“No.”

I scoff in disbelief but my eyes quickly light up as a thought enters my mind, “You know, technically, they work for me too so that means I get to give them my own orders.”

He laughs sarcastically, “Sure,”

“Oh, you don’t believe me? Watch me try.”

“The boys won’t crack.”

“Maybe Taylor won’t but I’m willing to bet you big money I can get to Gail.”

He closes the door behind him, steps closer to me and raises an eyebrow, “ Mrs Grey, I’d rather we bet on something much more intimate than that.”

My cheeks heat up instinctively and I have to tell my body to stand up straight and not sink to the ground almost immediately, “And what do you suggest we bet on, Mr Grey?”

He walks ever so slowly to me while I back up, “If I win, I get to fuck you on every surface of my penthouse deemed possible.”

A soft gasp escapes my mouth as I hit the wall behind me, no longer having an escape. Christian smirks like the devil he is and kneels down in front of me. He places his hand on my ankle and lets it slowly glide up. I bite my lip as I watch him climb higher and higher until he reaches the waistband of my panties. His other hand quickly joins as he hooks his thumbs over them and slides them down my legs. I feel myself heat up in anticipation as he starts rubbing my thighs.

“And if I win?” I had to squeeze the words out of myself.

He lifts up my dress and holds it against my stomach, “Well then I’d do this,” he finishes his sentence by burying his mouth in me.

“Oh, God Christian!” I moan and place both my palms on the back of his head while I drop mine against the wall behind me.

His tongue swirls over my clitoris and I grip his hair as hard as I could. He is so, so good at this, it’s insane. My breath hitches in my throat as I feel a finger enter me and I close my eyes, savouring the feeling of complete pleasure that was now running through my veins.

He inserts another finger and takes his mouth off me, “Do you want to give the bet up now?” he asks as he increases his pace.

I bring myself down from the heavens and shake my head, “I don’t lose that easily, sir.”

A growl comes out of his throat as he pulls his fingers out, stands up and brings his lips to mine. I slowly push him back towards the bed and once we were close enough, I place one hand on his chest and throw him onto the mattress. His eyes widen as I drop to my knees and quickly unzip his fly. His erection springs free as I pull his boxers down and lick my lips.

“If you let me win, I’ll do this for you as much as you want,” I wink at him as I take him in my mouth.

“Sweet Jesus, Ana,” He breathes out.

His fingers rake through my hair as he mimics exactly what I did earlier. Fisting it up, he thrusts into my mouth, encouraging me to take him further. I comply and a string of curse words instantly makes its way out of his mouth.

“Shit, get up,” he orders.

I take my mouth off him and quickly discard of my sundress and bra while he tosses his bottoms away and unbuttons his shirt. As soon as he reaches the last button, I climb onto his lap and straddle him.

“Someone’s needy,” he teases.

Taking his length in my hand, I start stroking it, “You won’t be complaining in about five seconds.”

I guide him into me and sink down, hissing at the fullness. He growls and squeezes my hips, his lips making a trail down my neck. I start to ride him, up and down at a steady pace.

“Christian!” I scream as his mouth finds my right breast.

He tugs on my nipple with his teeth while he uses his other hand to play with the left one, giving them both equal attention. My pace picks up automatically and I throw my arms around his neck, already feeling the build-up of my orgasm.

“I know you’re close,”

“Then don’t stop,” I moan.

Within a split second, he switches our positions so that I was under him. He thrusts in and out of me in an agonizing speed and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“Please, Christian,”

He tilts my chin up so that I was looking straight into his eyes, “Please what?”

“Please,” I whimper, “go faster!”

He hums appreciatively yet shakes his head, still maintaining a slow rhythm, “I don’t think you want it enough, Ana. Tell me again.”

I force my eyes back open, “Fuck me harder, Christian!”

“That’s my girl,” he smiles approvingly and pushes into me as far as he can.

My eyes immediately close at the sensation of him hitting that one, sweet spot and with his alarming speed, I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I know he can tell because my walls start to clench around him, causing him to scream my name out loud several times.

“Ana!”

“Christian, oh my God, Christian I-”

“Come for me, Ana!”

I explode around him in an instant and he follows suit, releasing himself into me. He drops his head onto my shoulder and I could feel his racing heartbeat along as his thrusts slow and come to a stop. We both lay there for a while in post-coital bliss before he chuckles out of the blue.

“Is the bet still on?”

“You know it, Mr Grey.”

He lifts his head up to look at me, “You just love testing me, don’t you?”

“You knew that when you married me.” I shrug and let out a giggle.

“I know,” he smiles as he places a kiss on the tip of my nose, “I love every inch of you, challenging or not, Anastasia. That’s why I married you.”

I wriggle myself underneath him, feeling him hardening again inside me, “Again, husband?”

He smirks and pulls out of me, “Oh yes, wife. Again.” And he enters me once more.

This was written especially for Joana. Happy birthday, angel - you deserve the world and more.

Also credits to Sole for this wonderful idea.

Credits to Anne for her edit.

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