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For the first tio for a run I find my nasty, never-used sneakers, sotails, blushing at thein y and look at or read any, energy Quite frankly, I have a mind to run to the Heathman hotel and just demand sex from the control freak But that&039;s five miles, and I don&039;t think I&039;ll be able to run one ht turn

Kate is walking from her car as I head out of the door She nearly drops her shopping when she sees me Ana Steele in sneakers I wave and don&039;t stop for the inquisition I need so in my ears, I set off into the opal and aquaoing to do I want him, but on his terotiate what I want Go through that ridiculous contract line by line and say what is acceptable and what isn&039;t My research has told ally it&039;s unenforceable He ure that it just sets up the parameters of the relationship It illustrates what I can expect from him and what he expects froive hiued by one question - why is he like thisIs it because he was seduced at such a young ageI just don&039;t know He&039;s still such a e spruce and putprecious air into ood, cathartic I can feel

Yes I need to tell him what&039;s okay and what isn&039;t I need to ehts, and then we can discuss these on Wednesday I take a deep cleansing breath, then jog back to the apart, as only she can, for clothes for her holiday to Barbados

Mainly bikinis and s She will look fabulous in all of them, yet she still makes me sit and comment while she tries on each and every one There are only so many ways one can say - you look fabulous Kate She has a curvy, sliure to die for She doesn&039;t do it on purpose, I know, but I haul my sorry, perspiration clad, old t-shirt, sweat pants, and sneakers ass intothe awesoy with me, I set the laptop up on my desk I email Christian

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From: Anastasia Steele

Subject: Shocked of WSUV

Date: May 23 2011 20:33

To: Christian Grey

Okay, I&039;ve seen enough

It was nice knowing you

Ana

I press send, huggingat my little joke Will he find it as funnyOh shit

- probably not Christian Grey is not famed for his sense of humor But I know it exists, I&039;ve experienced it Perhaps I&039;ve gone too far I wait for his answer

I wait and wait I glance at my alarm clock Ten minutes have passed

To distractwhat I told Kate I would be doing - packing upmy books into a crate

By nine, I&039;ve heard nothing Perhaps he&039;s out I pout petulantly as I plug my iPod ear buds in, listen to Snow Patrol, and sit down at my small desk to re-read the contract and lance up, ht movement from the corner ofin the doorway of rey flannel pants and a white linen shirt, gently twirling his car keys I pull , Anastasia" His voice is cool, his expression couarded and unreadable The capacity to speak deserts uely, I&039;m aware that I&039;loriously yu, and what&039;s more, he&039;s here in my bedroom

"I felt that your email warranted a reply in person," he explains dryly

I open ain, twice The joke is on me Never in this or any alternative universe did I expect hi and turn up here

"May I sit?" he asks, his eyes now dancing with humor - thank heavens - maybe he&039;ll see the funny side?

I nod The power of speech re on my bed

"I wondered what your bedroolance around it, plotting an escape route, no - there&039;s still only the door or

My room is functional but cozy - sparse white wicker furniture and a white iron double bed with a patchwork quilt,phase It&039;s all pale blue and cream

"It&039;s very serene and peaceful in here," he murmurs Not at the ata recalls its purpose, I breathe

"How ?"

He smiles at me

"I&039;m still at the Heathman"

I know that

"Would you like a drink?" Politeness wins out over everything else I&039;d like to say

"No, thank you, Anastasia" He shtly to one side

Well, Ime?"

Holy cow, is he offended I stare down atmyself out of thisIf I tell him it was a joke, I don&039;t think he&039;ll be iht you&039;d reply by e your lower lip deliberately?" he asks darkly

I blink up at hiI can feel that pull, that delicious electricity between us charging, filling the space between us with static He&039;s sitting so close toon his knees, his legs apart Leaning forward, he slowly undoes one ofis shallow, and I cannot tail, and pulling the hair tie, he loosens the braid with his long, skilled fingers

"So you decided on some exercise," he breathes, his voice soft and ently tuck ers circle s my earlobe, rhythmically It&039;s so sexual

"I needed tihts, moth/flame, bird/snake

and he knows exactly what he&039;s doing to me

"Think about what, Anastasia?"

"You"

"And you decided that it was nice knowingme in the biblical sense?"

Oh shit I flush

"I didn&039;t think you were familiar with the Bible"

"I went to Sunday School, Anastasia It taughtabout nipple claht from a modern translation"

His lips arch with a trace of a smile, and my eyes are drawn to his beautiful sculptured ht I should co me"

Holy crap I stare at hiers move from my ear to my chin

"What do you say to that, Miss Steele?"

His gray eyes blaze at e intrinsic in his stare His lips are parted - he&039;s waiting, coiled to strike Desire - acute, liquid and s, combusts deep in my belly

I take pre-emptive action and launch myself at him Somehow he moves, I have no idea how, and in the blink of an eye I&039;m on the bed pinned beneath him, my arms stretched out and held aboveue is inainst the length of s to my insides Not Kate in her little bikinis, not one of the fifteen, not evil Mrs Robinson Me This beautiful ht up Portland He stops kissingdown at me

"Trust me?" he breathes

I nod, wide-eyed,around my bodyHe reaches down, and frorey silk tie that silver grey woven tie that leaves small impressions of its weave onastride ether, but this time, he ties the other end of the tie to one of the spokes ofit&039;s secure I&039; anywhere I&039;m tied, literally, to my bed, and I&039;m so aroused

He slides offdown at me, his eyes dark ant His look is triumphant, mixed with relief

"That&039;s better," hes one of my sneakers Oh no no

"No," I protest, trying to kick hile, I&039;ll tie your feet too If youyou

Keep quiet Katherine is probably outside listening right now"

Gag me! Kate! I shut up

He removes my shoes and my socks efficiently and slowly peels offHe lifts me and pulls the quilt and my duvet out from underneath me and places me back down, this time on the sheets

"Now then" He licks his botto that lip, Anastasia You know the effect it has on

Ohhiracefully around my room, it&039;s a heady aphrodisiac Slowly, almost leisurely, he removes his shoes and socks, undoes his pants, and lifts his shirt off over his head

"I think you&039;ve seen too ain, pullsto take it off me, but he rolls it up to my neck and then pulls it up over my head so he can see my mouth and my nose, but it covers my eyes And because it&039;s folded over - I cannot see a thing through it

"Mets better and better I&039; down, he kisses ht shifts off the bed I hear the quiet creak of the bedroom door Get a drink WhereHerePortland?

Seattle I strain to hear hi to Kate - oh no he&039;s practically naked What&039;s she going to sayI hear a faint popping sound What&039;s thatHe returns, the door creaking onceacross the bedroolass as it swirls in liquid What kind of drinkHe shuts the door and shuffles around re his pants They drop to the floor, and I know he&039;s naked He sits astride ain

"Are you thirsty, Anastasia?" he asks, his voice teasing

"Yes," I breathe, because ainst the glass, and he puts it down again and leans down and kissesa delicious crisp, liquid into my mouth as he does It&039;s white wine It&039;s so unexpected, hot, though it&039;s chilled, and Christian&039;s lips are cool

"More?" he whispers

I nod It tastes all the more divine because it&039;s been in his mouth He leans down, and I drink another o too far, we know your capacity for alcohol is lirin, and he leans down to deliver another deliciousbeside me, his erection at my hip Oh, I want him inside e in his voice

I tense Hea small shard of ice in my mouth with a little wine He slowly and leisurely trails chilled kisses down the center of my body, from the base of my throat, between ment of ice in my navel in a pool of cool, cold wine

It burns all the way down to the depths of my belly Wow

"Now you have to keep still," he whispers "If you et wine all over the bed"

My hips flex automatically

"Oh no If you spill the wine, I will punish you, Miss Steele"

I groan and desperately fight the urge to tilton my restraint Oh no

please

With one finger, he pulls down my bra cups in turn,down, he kisses and tugs at each of ht my body as it tries to arch in response

"How nice is this?" he breathes, blowing on one of my nipples

I hear another clink of ice, and then I can feel it round s the left one with his lips Itorture

"If you spill the wine, I won&039;t let you come,"

"Oh please Christian Sir Please" He&039;s driving me insane I hear hi I a

Wanting hiuidly across my belly My skin is oversensitive, my hips flex automatically, and the noarmer liquid fromit up with his tongue, kissing, biting

"Oh dear, Anastasia, youto do to you?"

I&039; loudly All I can concentrate on is his voice and his touch Nothing else is real Nothing else ers slip into uarded sharp intake of air

"Oh, baby," he asp

"Ready for ly slowly, in, out, and I push against hiirl," he scolds softly, and his thuroan loudly as ers He reaches up and pushes the t-shirt over ht ofto touch him

"I want to touch you," I breathe

"I know," herhyth His other hand scoops ue in to stiffen as I push against his hand He gentles his hand, so I&039;ain It&039;s so frustrating Oh please Christian, I scream in my head

"This is your punishment, so close and yet so far Is this nice?" he breathes in ainst my restraint I&039;m helpless, lost in an erotic tor, and he finally takes pity on me

"How shall I fuck you, Anastasia?"

Oh ain

"Please"

"What do you want, Anastasia?"

"You now," I cry

"Shall I fuck you this way, or this way, or this wayThere&039;s an endless choice," he breathes against my lips He withdraws his hand and reaches over to the bedside table for a foil packet He kneels up betweendown atHe puts on the condom I watch fascinated, mesmerized

"How nice is this?" he says as he strokes himself

"I meant it as a joke," I whimper Please fuck me, Christian

He raises his eyebrows as his hand th

"A joke?" His voice is ly soft

"Yes Please, Christian," I beseech hi now?"

"No," I mewl

I am just one ball of sexual, tense, need He stares down at rabs me suddenly and flips me over It takes me by surprise, and because my hands are tied, I have to support myself on my elbows He pushes both my knees up the bed so my behind is in the air, and he slaps es inside me I cry out - from the slap and froain, falling apart beneath him as he continues to slam deliciously into me He doesn&039;t stop I&039;m spent I can&039;t take this and he pounds on and on and on then I&039;ain surely not no

"Coh clenched teeth, and unbelievably,around hiain into tiny frago, silently finding his release

He collapses on top ofhard

"How nice was that?" he asks through his gritted teeth

Ohand spent on the bed, eyes closed as he slowly pulls out of me He rises immediately and dresses When he&039;s fully clothed, he cliently undoes his tie and pullsat the woven pattern imprinted on my wrists from the tie I re-adjust my bra as he pulls the duvet and quilt over me I stare up at him completely dazed, and he smirks down atcoyly

"There&039;s that word again"

"You don&039;t like that word?"

"No It doesn&039;t do it for me at all"

"Oh - I don&039;t know it seems to have a very beneficial effect on you"

"I&039;o any further, Miss Steele?"

"I don&039;t think there&039;s anything wrong with your ego" But even as I say it, I don&039;t feel the conviction of ht, but it&039;s lost before I can grasp it

"You think?" His voice is soft He&039;s lying beside me, fully clothed, his head propped up on his elbow, and I a my bra

"Why don&039;t you like to be touched?"

"I just don&039;t" He reaches over and plants a soft kiss on my forehead "So, that eetically at hi my proposition?"

"Your indecent proposal yes I arins down at me as if relieved

"I&039;d be disappointed if you didn&039;t"

"I was going to email them to you, but you kind of interrupted me"

"Coitus Interruptus"

"See, I knew you had a sense of humor sos are funny, Anastasia I thought you were saying no, no discussion at all" His voice drops

"I don&039;t know yet I haven&039;t made up my mind Will you collar me?"

He raises his eyebrows

"You have been doing your research I don&039;t know, Anastasia I&039;ve never collared anyone"

Oh should I be surprised by thisI know so little about the scene I don&039;t know

"Were you collared?" I whisper

"Yes"

"By Mrs Robinson?"

"Mrs Robinson!" he laughs loudly, freely, and he looks so young and carefree, his head thrown back, his laughter infectious

I grin back at him