A/N: Hello, you all.
Just an excuse for me to write some smutty smut, and also attempting to update my other stories. ;)
This is set in an Alternate universe. (A/U)
The song: We are young – by 3oh!3
PART 1
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It was a hot summer evening, when Christian Grey waited impatiently for someone. She had been asking him to do this for quite some time now. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but she was determined. She was a grown woman…
24… a wonderful age to be.
When she was a teenager, she longed for one. However she had other priorities at the time. And her best friend would've bitten her head off, if she got one.
That she was certain of.
So, she let that idea go for 8 years… until now that is.
Christian let out a breathy sigh and made a phone call." I'm waiting for you." He said lovingly, his eyes twinkling like stars. God, he cared so much about her.
And just as he hung up the phone, a very sweet and addictive scent invaded his nostrils. His eyes involuntarily closed, while a small smile graced his handsome face. She had arrived!
"Christian..." she whispered, while looking straight at him, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
He stared at the young woman before him, knocked out by the sight of her. She was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, a red top, red high boots and her hair was tied in a messy bun.
She smiled and asked." What are you staring at?"
He was taken out of his heavenly thoughts and instantly got up from the bench.
"Huh? I uhumm… I am just admiring the amazing view…" he said and smiled, his eyes boring into hers.
She chuckled and nervously ran a hand through her shiny locks. Christian closed the gap between them and cupped her cheek gently.
"Hey, there's no need to be nervous. I'm going to get you through this. It'll be okay." He promised and traced her red lips with his thumb.
"You won't panic and run away, when it gets ugly?" she asked, her voice a bit shaky.
He chuckled." I will always be there for you. No matter what, as long as I'm able to. Promise." Christian said and gazed into her gorgeous eyes.
She was convinced and said." OK, let's go inside then. Let's do this. Let's get it over with."
He nodded and grabbed her hand, and interlaced their fingers, making a current go through her whole body from her fingers to her head and her toes.
Christian then walked with her into the building, while his heart pounded against his chest, as if it wanted to leap out of it.
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… 14 days later …
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Christian was in the living room sitting on his very comfortable couch, his thoughts drifting off to her. It had been 14 days since he saw her last.
Fourteen days ago he had gone on a business trip to Europe. The meeting did not go as smoothly as he thought it would be, but fortunately Christian and his biggest European client reached an agreement for the new contract.
And now he was back home, waiting for her.
Gosh, he really missed her… Christian seriously, utterly and desperately missed the blue-eyed beauty. Just the thought of her sparkling eyes and that soft mouth of hers made his tummy twist in a very delicious way.
God, he had it bad…
During sex, she sometimes whispered naughty words in his ears in one of the many foreign languages that she had learned, while studying abroad, making Christian feel as if his whole God damned body was set ablaze, the feeling almost too overwhelming.
He just returned from Europe two hours ago, impatiently waiting for that gorgeous creature. Christian had never felt this way about anyone in his life… she was utterly magical in his opinion.
She had called him two nights before though and told him that she missed him a lot. And told him that she desperately craved for his hands on her whole body.
"You can expect me at your place as soon as I get off of work. I have to show you 'the thing'. R'member?" She whispered into the phone, saying it in Italian, making him instantly fucking hard.
Fuck! She'll be the death of me…
Christian all of a sudden felt so hot! He got up from the couch and poured a drink for himself.
"Am I under some kind of spell?" he muttered under his breath, wondering why he felt so strongly about her.
There's just something about her… just something that makes his heart melt, whenever he interacted with her.
"So fucking gorgeous." He said aloud, and drank from his glass.
'I can't for the life of me understand why I'm acting like a love-struck teenager, impatiently waiting for her.' he thought, and sighed deeply.
Before he met her, women waited for him! And not the other way around.
God... instead of waiting, Christian desperately wanted to do other things... he wanted to get up, storm towards her place so badly, grab her roughly and devour her beautiful mouth. God, that mouth of hers… so fucking incredible.
But luckily, he was able to keep his self-control. No… he couldn't do that. He had to wait for her… she must come to him and not the other way around. Whenever she was ready.
That was the deal between Christian and her...
After finishing his drink, Christian walked back over to the couch. And just as he was about to watch T.V., he heard a soft knock on the door.
His eyes instantly fluttered shut, and imagined how beautiful she would look like. He focused on her right now… Only her.
After a few moments, Christian opened his eyes and there she was standing in the doorway looking absolutely stunning. WOW.
"Hi." She said and walked into the living room.
"Hi." He replied, while boring his eyes into hers.
As he followed her actions, his heart started to flutter in his chest again. Christian hadn't seen her for 14 fucking long days. He couldn't help the feeling he got whenever she was near. As he tried to think normal thoughts, Christian's mind went straight to the gutter instead. His mind brought him to dirty places... Very dirty and oh so filthy places.
He then let out a deep sigh, close to a moan. Or more of a growl?
Christian closed his eyes again and imagined what he was going to do with her. He thought about grabbing her and letting her sit on his lap… on this couch. Wouldn't it be so hot, if she'd straddle him, while she ground down on him… on his hardness?
That thought made Christian harder than he already was… fuck.
He was brought back to reality, when she cleared her throat.
"How are you? How was your trip?"
He smiled and said." Boring without you."
As she walked closer to him, Christian kept observing her. At one point she had a wicked smile on her gorgeous face. She was wearing a black evening dress and a pair of black high heels, and her shiny locks were held up with a hairpin.
The dress clung to her body like a second skin… OMG.
"Christian, are you imagining things about me again?" she asked nonchalantly, and stopped in the middle of the living room.
Her gaze on him was driving Christian totally crazy at this point. His jeans were getting uncomfortable to say the least. Fuck!
"I have been waiting 14 long days for you." He replied, acting all hurt.
She saw right through him and closed the gap between them, her hips swaying in a seducing manner, taking her time.
'Why are you taking your fucking time?' he almost asked.
But luckily he held himself back. She didn't like it whenever he got impatient. She loved torturing him and to be honest, Christian fucking loved it too…
When she finally stood right in front of him, she grabbed Christian's hand and brought a finger to her red, plump lips. As she sucked on his finger, her eyes closed shut and a loud moan escaped her lips, making Christian groan softly, his eyes plastered on that precious mouth of hers.
The sight of her at that very moment, made his cock twitch, making him gasp for air. She was so wicked and sweet and… she was just driving him completely mad!
Christian wanted… oh God, he definitely wanted to take her then and there, but he managed to control himself. He was strong and could easily pick her up…
"Are you alright?" she asked with her eyebrow raised.
He nodded." I am now" was what Christian replied, and added." You mean so much to me."
Why was it so hard to tell her that he was in love with her?
"Well that's good."
Christian then got up from the couch and looked down at her, his gray eyes turning dark, filled with hunger and desire.
"God, Christian… I've been thinking about you the whole time since you left for your business trip. Even at work, when I was talking to clients , you were the one thing on my mind… " She confessed, her voice low, filled with want and need for him.
For the first time in his life, Christian was speechless, the adrenaline coursing through his whole body.
She then cupped his left cheek, setting his skin on fire." God, I ached to see you, baby." She continued, and bit her lower lip.
Christian watched how she looked at him with loving and lustful eyes." So… you missed me, did you?" he finally was able to say, while tugging her towards him.
She gasped softly, when their bodies collided in the sweetest way. "Uhuh." She replied." Very much… And to be honest I've been dying to show you the result."
Christian's heart had kicked up two notches, his breathing becoming shallow, his chest heaving at just the thought of her beautiful naked body...
A wide smile graced her beautiful face, as she saw the change in his eyes.
"Wanna see?" She asked, her voice soft and soothing.
Christian nodded, and watched her every move.
"Sit on the couch." She demanded.
Christian obeyed and watched her like a hawk. She took two steps back and pulled down the zipper of her dress… slowly… tortuously…
As he watched her fingers move along her dress, Christian inhaled her scent… she was so fucking close. She was turned on too, her cheeks all flushed and her hand trembling slightly from excitement.
Christian bet a 1000 bucks that her panties must be damp at this point. Hmmmmm… he licked his lips at the thought.
Her dress pooled at her feet at a certain point and she stepped out of it. She was now only in her underwear… a pink silk set… Fuck, fuck. Fuck!
So hot.
"Ana, you're so beautiful." Christian said, as he admired and worshiped her body.
She smiled and raised her eye brow." I'm here to show you my tattoo. And not let you gawk at me, OK?" she scolded, a wicked look on her face.
Christian swallowed hard and nodded." Okay… s-sorry… let's see it then." He managed to say.
As she turned around, he saw her tat. He smiled and thought that it looked so hot and cute on her.
"It's beautiful." Christian pointed out, his eyes still admiring her tattoo and the rest of her amazing body.
"Thank you for bringing me to the tattoo parlor, Christian. I don't think I would've gotten through it alone. Thanks for being there for me, holding my hand." she whispered, while looking back at him.
Christian cleared his throat and nodded." The pleasure was all mine, sweetie." He replied, his voice deeper than usual.
He was so fucking turned on right now and had trouble controlling himself. Christian's eyes fluttered shut, when she bit her bottom lip again.
"Wanna touch it? See if it's healed properly?" she asked.
Christian swallowed again and nodded." Okay?"
She looked so fucking hot with those heels and only her underwear. Was she trying to kill him?
As he touched the tattoo, Christian noticed how she shivered under his warm touch. The tattoo was on the small of her back… Christian felt her soft skin and couldn't take it anymore.
"It's healing well." He pointed out, his voice shaky.
She turned around and smiled. Ana's eyes then landed on his chest." Let me see yours." She whispered, but then her eyes landed somewhere else on his body...
Christian looked at her and saw her furrow her brows.
Oh God! She was looking at the bulge in his pants. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
But then Ana smirked naughtily. "Well, aren't you happy to see me." she said.
Christian shook his head and said." Ana, I don't know what c…" he began, but she cut him off.
"I don't mind, baby." She replied and licked her lips once more." Let me see your tattoo."
Christian pulled the T-shirt over his head, making her drool at his chest and toned stomach.
'So fucking hot...' were the words that swirled around her head at that moment.
He was just about to show her the tattoo, but Ana shook her head instead, her eyes pleading.
"No, never mind the tattoo. I've missed my boyfriend so much and I can't take it anymore. I want you, Christian. Now. Right now." Ana pleaded, and grabbed his face roughly with her small, delicate hands.
And before he could say or do anything, she swiftly sat on his lap and ground down on him.
Christian's eyes instantly fluttered shut and swore he saw stars behind his eyelids. He growled softly, as he felt Ana grab his right hand and placed it over her panties.
Oh God! She was so wet!
Now he truly believed that this gorgeous vixen was indeed trying to kill him…
Note: Can you guess what kind of tattoo C and A both got?
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xoxo,
J