This blog is a tribute to the characters of the 50 Shades Trilogy & EL James for creating them. I'm writing Christian's POV for all of your enjoyment. A snack between meals: Sinful and tasty. Enjoy! Let’s talk of Greys. ❦ ♡ ❧
Mr. Grey, you are a born romantic,” she says making me stop in my tracks with
her smart mouth comment. How I love to tame it baby!
Steele, you have a smart mouth. I may have to subdue it some way. Come,” I say
leading her down the hallway to my bedroom, and I have no patience to turn
around and close it, so I kick it closed.
in the air,” I command, all business. She holds her arms up in the air, and I
remove her dress with one swift move, and say “Ta da!” playfully like a
giggles and melts my heart and applauds. I bow down for her in response. I put
her dress on a chair.
for your next trick?” she probes me, teasing.
my dear Miss Steele. Get into my bed,” I growl, “then I shall show you.”
you think that for once I should play hard to get?” she ask coquettishly. This
has possibilities, and I’m aroused and excited, but, if she was to play hard to
get, or run away from me even in a game, I’d have a hard time.
I say, “the door’s closed. Not sure how you’re going to avoid me,” I add
taunting. “It’s a done deal baby.”
I’m a good negotiator,” she rebuttals.
am I,” I say staring down at her. But then I get a feeling that she doesn’t
want to fuck with me. Can I handle that?
you want to fuck?” I ask.
she breathes. Something inside me shatters with her response.
I say frowning.
takes a deep breath, closes and opens her eyes momentarily and says, “I want
you to make love to me.” Her response stills me, and I stare at her blankly
trying to process this information. My expression darkens with what I know,
what I want, and what I want is right before me.
I...” I say, unable to complete my sentence. I run both my hands through my
hair in double exasperation. This is what I know. Changing my ways is extremely
hard for me, not to mention giving me distress. But, isn't fucking a form of
love making anyway? At least with Anastasia it is for me.
thought we did?” I say questioning.
want to touch you,” she says, and I take an involuntary step back. No! I can’t,
though God knows I want her to. But, it’s my hard limit. Being touched is
unbearably painful for me, making me feel like I have the hands of the pimp,
hitting, putting out his smoke on my body. I was never able to pass that, and
it’s just beyond torture. I am fearful of it. But then I manage to put my
passive face on recovering myself, taking control of the situation.
no Miss Steele,” I say. “You’ve had enough concessions from me this evening.
And I’m saying no.”
she asks disappointed.
I reiterate firmly.
you’re tired. I’m tired. Let’s just go to bed,” I say though that’s the
farthest thing I want to do right now.
touching is a hard limit for you?” she asks.
This is old news,” I say impassively.
tell me why,” she inquires.
Anastasia, please. Just drop it for now,” I say exasperated. How can I begin to
tell her the depth of my depravity, how fucked up I am since my formidable
important to me,” she whispers. I run both my hands through my hair again;
exasperation is running rampant. Okay, we’re not going to fuck tonight. I go to
my dresser and pull out a t-shirt for her to put on, and throw it at her. She
catches it, confused.
that on, and get into bed,” I snap, completely irritated. She frowns, turns her
back, removes her bra, and pulls the t-shirt on hastily. She leaves her panties
on I notice.
need to use the bathroom,” she says asking permission in a whisper. I frown,
bemused. Why is she asking for permission now?
you’re asking permission?” I say.
no.” she responds.
you know where the bathroom is. Today, at this point in our strange
arrangement, you don’t need my permission to use it,” I say irritated. I shrug
off my shirt, as she scoots into the bathroom. I take my pants and boxers off,
and put on my low hanging pajama bottoms on. I put away my clothes. I finally
walk to the bathroom door, and knock on it.
in,” she says through a mouthful of toothpaste. I stand in the doorway amused
that she’s using my toothbrush again. Her eyes catch mine in the mirror. She
appraises me with her eyes, and she appears to like what she sees. I finally
smirk at her and come to stand beside her. Without taking her gazes off of
mine, she rinses my toothbrush, and hands it to me.I have humor in my eyes.
feel free to borrow my toothbrush,” I say gently mocking her.
you, Sir,” she responds smiling sweetly, going back to the bedroom. I quickly
brush my teeth, and follow her to the bedroom.
know, this is not how I saw tonight panning out,” I mutter petulantly.
if I said to you that you couldn’t touch me,” she says, and the thought of it
is horrifying. I clamber onto the bed and sit cross-legged.
I’ve told you. Fifty shades. I had a rough start in life... You don’t want that
shit in your head.” I say. It’s too horrible to know. “Why would you?”
I want to know you better,” she responds.
know me well enough,” I respond.
can you say that?” she says struggling to her knees, finally facing me. I roll
my eyes at her in frustration.
rolling your eyes. Last time I did that, I ended up over your knee,” she
responds to me making me even more frustrated.
I’d like to put you there again,” I say to her. Her eyes brighten with my
me and you can,” she says surprising me.
I ask incredulous.
heard me,” she says flatly.
bargaining with me?” I say in astonishment. She nods.
“It doesn’t work that way, Anastasia,” I reply.
Tell me, and I’ll roll my eyes at you,” she says making me laugh at her
tenacity. She disarms me at every turn. Her reply sobers me up.
so keen and eager for information,” I say as my eyes blaze with speculation.
Fine then, Miss Steele. Let’s see what we can do to oblige you. Oh yes. I leave
the room while telling her, “Don’t go away.”
go to the playroom quickly and find the new silver balls I’ve purchased for
her. I quickly return to my bedroom, excited.
is your first interview tomorrow?” I ask softly.
two,” she replies. Great! We have time to play, and a slow wicked grin starts
playing on my face.
I say. I realize my face is changing into the Dominant Christian’s. You want
information, I want sex. We can negotiate... this way.
off the bed. Stand over here,” I point to the side of the bed. And she is like
a bat out of hell, scrambling to get to the spot. Eager as ever... I stare down
at her intently.
me?” I ask her softly. She nods. I hold out my hand, and show her two round
silver balls linked with a thick black thread. “These are new,” I say
unequivocally. She looks up at me questioning, not knowing what they are.
going to put these inside you, and then I’m going to spank you, not for
punishment, but for your pleasure and mine,” I say, pausing to gauge her
wide-eyed reaction. She looks surprised.
we’ll fuck, and if you’re still awake, I’ll impart some information about my
formative years. Agreed?” I say, asking her permission. She nods breathlessly.
I say. I place the balls into her mouth. They need lubrication.
need lubrication; suck,” I order in a soft soothing voice. She closes her mouth
with the balls in there lubricating. She squirms in her seat.
still Anastasia,” I warn her. Finally I think the balls warmed up and
lubricated enough, I tell her to stop. I take the balls out of her mouth, move
towards the bed, throw the duvet aside, and sit on the edge of the bed.
here,” I order. She stands before me.
turn around, bend down, and grasp your ankles,” I order. She blinks hesitating.
My expression darkens.
hesitate,” I admonish her softly. Then take the balls and pop them into my
mouth for some more lubrication. I want to be inside her every way. She bends
over, holds her ankles. Her t-shirt slides up, exposing her delectable behind.
My hand finds her backside and I softly caress it. I gently move her panties to
the side, and slowly run my finger up and down her sex. She’s aroused and wet
already. I slide one finger inside her and circle my finger. She moans in
breathing stops and I gasp but continue to repeat the motion. It never ceases
to amaze me how ready she is for me at all times. I withdraw my finger, and
insert the balls one at a time. Once both of them are inside, I straighten her
panties, and lean forward and softly kiss her beautiful derrière. I order her to stand up, and she shakily get
to her feet. I grasp her hips to steady her.
okay?” I ask in a stern voice.
she replies softly.
around,” I order, and she turns and faces me.
does that feel?” I ask.
is her reply.
good or strange bad?”
good,” she confesses blushing.
I reply, both relieved and aroused.
I’d like a glass of water. Go and fetch one for me please,” I ask her.
when you come back, I will put you across my knee. Think about that, baby.”
leaves the room to get the water. The movement will stimulate her inside. You
see, these balls are originated in China. They are tiny weighted balls. After
they are inserted into the vagina, they produce an erotic sensation within the
vagina and its surrounding sensitive tissues with the slightest movement of the
hips or legs. In fact, geishas used them to lubricate their vagina before they
performed on a client. You can get an explosive orgasm by simply walking down
the hallway. They’re only marble size balls. These balls are about subtlety and
spontaneity. They’re designed to make their presence known by random movement
which produces the anticipated climax. It makes fucking that much better. It’s
like preheating the oven. Ready to function.
comes back with a glass of water in her hand. I carefully watch her, and her
expression. As she hands me the glass, I thank her, taking a sip of the water,
and place the glass on the bedside table. I can see the anticipation in her,
and anticipation is the best precursor to great sex. I turn my eyes on her.
Stand beside me. Like last time.”
sidles up to me all excited and beyond aroused.
me,” I say softly. I want her to ask to be spanked. Her utterance will fulfill a
deep need in me. A need to render punishment. She frowns, unsure of what to
me,” I repeat in a slightly harder voice. She looks at me questioning, still
not getting my meaning.
I say, “ask me, because I won’t say it again,” I say threatening. Understanding
floods her eyes as I look at her expectant. Oh, escapes her lips.
me please, Sir,” she whispers making me unravel with her words. I close my eyes
momentarily to savor the pleasure. I reach up, grasp her left hand, and tug her
over to my knees. She falls on to my knees, and I steady her. I can feel her
heartbeat through our skin to skin connection. She’s angled over my lap as her
torso is resting on the bed. I smooth her hair out of her face, tucking it
behind her ear. I then hold her hair at the nape of her neck to hold her in
place while gently tugging it so her head shifts back.
want to see your face while I spank you Anastasia,” I murmur while softly
rubbing her backside.
hand moves down between the cheeks of her derrière, and I push against her sex
knowing it will move the balls inside... this makes her moan making me even
is for pleasure Anastasia, mine and yours,” I whisper softly.
lift my hand and bring it down with a resounding slap against the junction of
her tight of her behind and her sex. The slap brings up a pain pleasure. Pain
on the surface as the blood draws to the surface making it pink, trying to
absorb the sudden assault, the balls in her vagina would move forward with the
slap, stimulating her on the inside. There is a myriad of sensations that is
being delivered in one slap. She screws her face to absorb all these different
sensations. I caress her backside to spread the sensation, trail my palm across
her skin and over her panties. I lift my hand up again and deliver another
blow. She groans this time with the spreading sensation.
have a pattern. Left to right, and then down. Making the balls move forward.
Between each slap, I massage her, kneading, inside and out. Stimulating her,
making her want more, desire more. When I’m done with slapping her, she would
want nothing but for me to fuck her senseless. Even if she groans, she’s
pleasured. Left, right, and down. When I hit her on the downside, she groans
and moans because the balls are moving inside and pleasuring her. I don’t have
to hit her hard for this to stimulate her. The last down hit makes her wild.
girl Anastasia,” I groan as my breathing gets ragged with arousal. I deliver
two more spanks to her behind, then pull at the small threads attached to the
balls and jerk them out suddenly. This would bring out a near climax,
increasing her desire to be fucked. I lie beside her on the bed, producing the
foil condom packet and rip it. Take the condom out, pinch the top and roll it
onto my length. I seize her hands as I pull them over her head, and ease into
her, sliding slowly and filling her. She groans loudly as her arousal is high.
baby,” I whisper as I move back and forward in a slow sensual tempo. I want to
savor her, feel her, and lose myself in her. As her arousal is near, she
clenches around me, and we both ignite into a delicious, violent orgasm,
leaving both of us gasping. What she does to me is unbelievable. I am in a
different dimension, beyond fulfilled.
I gasp; her name is a litany upon my lips. As I utter her name, I’m silent but
still panting with the jolts of pleasure on top of her while my hands still
entwined in her above her head. Something tugs my heart strings as if an
unknown sensation passes through. I lean back finally and stare at her in awe.(← Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows)
enjoyed that,” I whisper, and kiss her. I finally rise, and cover her with duvet,
and go to the bathroom. I toss the condom into trash and clean myself up. I
take a bottle of lotion with Aloe Vera and come back into the bedroom. I sit on
the bed and order her to roll over. She does. Her behind is pink as could be.
ass is a glorious color,” I say approving, and massage it with the lotion.
the beans Grey,” she says yawning.
Steele, you know how to ruin a moment,” I chide her.
had a deal,” she rebuttals.
do you feel?” I ask her trying to change the subject.
There is no escaping her inquisition. I finally sigh, slide beside her, and
pull this beautiful woman with a very smart mouth into my arms. We are spooning
again, and I love being like this with her. I kiss her softly by her ear.
woman who brought me into this world was a crack whore, Anastasia. Now, go to
sleep,” I say not wanting to divulge any more.
she asks again.
dead,” I reply.
long?” she asks again. I sigh.
died when I was four. I don’t really remember her. Carrick has given me some
details. I only remember certain things. Please go to sleep now.”