Fifty Shades Book 1 - Page 37
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"Come for me, Ana," he whispers breathlessly, and I unravel at his words, exploding around him as I climax and splinter into a million pieces underneath him. And as he comes, he calls out my name, thrusting hard, then stilling as he empties himself into me.
I am still panting, trying to slow my breathing, my thumping heart, and my thoughts are in riotous disarray. Wow... that was astounding. I open my eyes, and he has his forehead pressed against mine, his eyes closed, his breathing ragged. Christian's eyes flicker open and gaze down at me, dark but soft. He's still inside me. Leaning down, he gently presses a kiss against my forehead then slowly pulls out of me.
"Ooh." I wince at the unfamiliarity.
"Did I hurt you?" Christian asks as he lies down beside me propped on one elbow. He tucks a stray strand of my hair behind my ear. And I have to grin, widely.
"You are asking me if you hurt me?"
"The irony is not lost on me," he smiles sardonically. "Seriously, are you okay?" His eyes are intense, probing, demanding even.
I stretch out beside him, feeling loose-limbed, my bones like jelly, but I'm relaxed, deeply relaxed. I grin at him. I can't stop grinning. Now I know what all the fuss is about.
Two o.r.g.a.s.ms... coming apart at the seams, like the spin cycle on a was.h.i.+ng machine, wow.
I had no idea what my body was capable of, could be wound so tightly and released so violently, so gratifyingly. The pleasure was indescribable.
"You're biting your lip, and you haven't answered me." He's frowning. I grin up at him impishly. He looks glorious with his tousled hair, burning narrowed gray eyes, and serious, dark expression.
"I'd like to do that again," I whisper. For a moment, I think I see a fleeting look of relief on his face, before the shutters come down, and he gazes at me through hooded eyes.
"Would you now, Miss Steele?" he murmurs dryly. He leans down and kisses me very gently at the corner of my mouth. "Demanding little thing aren't you. Turn on your front."
I blink at him momentarily, and then I turn over. He unhooks my bra and runs his hand down my back to my behind.
"You really have the most beautiful skin," he murmurs. He s.h.i.+fts so that one of his legs pushes between mine, and he's half lying across my back. I can feel the b.u.t.tons of his s.h.i.+rt pressing into me as he gathers my hair off my face and kisses my bare shoulder.
"Why are you wearing your s.h.i.+rt?" I ask. He stills. After a beat, he shuffles out of his s.h.i.+rt, and he lies back down on me. I feel his warm skin against mine. Hmm... it feels heavenly. He has a light dusting of hair across his chest, which tickles my back.
"So you want me to f**k you again?" he whispers in my ear, and he begins to trail feather light kisses around my ear and down my neck.
His hand moves down, skimming my waist, over my hip, and down my thigh to the back of my knee. He pushes my knee up higher, and my breath hitches... oh my, what's he doing now He s.h.i.+fts so he's between my legs, pressed against my back, and his hand travels up my thigh to my behind. He caresses my cheek slowly, and then trails his fingers down between my legs.
"I'm going to take you from behind, Anastasia," he murmurs, and with his other hand, he grasps my hair at the nape in a fist and pulls gently, holding me in place. I cannot move my head. I am pinioned beneath him, helpless.
"You are mine," he whispers. "Only mine. Don't forget it." His voice is intoxicating, his words heady, seductive. I feel his growing erection against my thigh.
His long fingers reach round to gently ma.s.sage my c.l.i.toris, circling slowly. His breath is soft against my face as he slowly nips me along my jaw.
"You smell divine," he nuzzles behind my ear. His hand rubs against me, round and round. Reflexively, my hips start to circle, mirroring his hand, as excruciating pleasure spikes through my blood like adrenaline.
"Keep still," he orders, his voice soft but urgent, and slowly he inserts his thumb inside me, rotating it round and round, stroking the front wall of my v.a.g.i.n.a. The effect is mind-blowing - all my energy concentrating on this one small s.p.a.ce inside my body. I moan.
"You like this?" he asks softly, his teeth grazing my outer ear, and he starts to flex his thumb slowly, in, out, in, out... his fingers still circling.
I close my eyes, trying to keep my breathing under control, trying to absorb the disordered, chaotic sensations that his fingers are unleas.h.i.+ng on me, fire coursing through my body. I moan again.
"You're so wet, so quickly. So responsive. Oh, Anastasia, I like that. I like that a lot,"
he whispers.
I want to stiffen my legs, but I can't move. He's pinning me down, keeping up a constant, slow, tortuous rhythm. It's absolutely exquisite. I moan again, and he moves suddenly.
"Open your mouth," he commands and thrusts his thumb in my mouth. My eyes fly open, blinking wildly.
"See how you taste," he breathes against my ear. "Suck me, baby." His thumb presses on my tongue, and my mouth closes round him, sucking wildly. I taste the saltiness on his thumb and the faint metallic tang of blood . Holy f**k. This is wrong, but holy h.e.l.l is it erotic.
"I want to f**k your mouth, Anastasia, and I will soon," his voice is hoa.r.s.e, raw, his breathing more disjointed.
f.u.c.k my mouth! I moan, and I bite down on him. He gasps, and he pulls my hair tighter, painfully, so I release him.
"Naughty, sweet girl," he whispers, and then reaches over to the bedside table for a foil packet. "Stay still, don't move," he orders as he releases my hair.
He rips the foil while I'm breathing hard, my blood singing in my veins. The antic.i.p.ation is exhilarating. He leans down, his weight on me again, and he grabs my hair holding my head immobile. I cannot move. I'm enticingly ensnared by him, and he's poised and ready to take me once more.
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