A/N: Hi everyone, yes I'm still here and very sorry for how long it's taken to get a new chapter out, and that its so short. I've been very sad lately at the passing of my cousin, best friend and fellow FF writer (Princess Brigant) in the True Blood/SVM universe. Its been hard to get myself to do anything much but I made a promise not to let my writing flounder and as much as it's difficult to get my muse going, grief is a big barrier to inspiration. She's gifted me her stories, which is an daunting honour which I'm not sure I can fulfill, but she made me promise to finish them one day.

We had been reading FF updates together as towards the end she couldn't read on her own and it was one of her last pleasures, so thank you to all those talented writers out there.

Thank you for all your previous reviews and comments, they are very much appreciated. I've outlined some future chapters, so more is coming albeit not as fast as we all would like. So, on that note, I'm sorry if this chapter is a lacklustre.

AAx

Desire, hot and thrilling. Intense grey eyes pierced her with lust and...uncertainty? Fingers ran down her arms as they left her hands bound with invisible ties. Telepathy was a myth but in that moment she swore he communicated a mental 'don't touch'. She knew that look; she saw it in her own reflection.

Playful fingers skimmed over her underarms making her squirm and yelp. Christian grinned like a boy who'd discovered a new trick as he moved down her sides, she bucked a squealed - the sensation too much to bear. This was not what she was expecting when the promise of seduction began. She couldn't move as Christian straddled her, their bodies were so close the heat was scorching. He lifted her leg and rested her ankle on his shoulder, his finger continued its teasing trail from her side to the tantalisingly close delicate skin just above her groin that was like an electric shock. Her involuntary thrust ground them together and C's grin got more tortured. He moved down her inner thigh which wasn't too bad until the back if her knee jerked. When she realised his final destination she started to protest.

"No, no Christian don't you dare! If you're trying to turn me on you're going the wrong way about it." He was ignoring her as he continued teasing her, his eyes mischievously locked on hers.

"Please don't tickle my feet - you know that some people use tickling as a punishment? Don't please…" She tried the puppy dog eyes that seemed to work on Kate when she wanted something.

Luckily it appeared to work as at her words he stopped. The look in his face told her it wasn't because of the magic eyes though. Bending her leg at the knee he placed her leg around his waist as he lowered himself over her, supporting his weight on his forearms.

"Who punished you beautiful girl?" There was concern in his voice and it brought a lump to her throat. She was disappointed in the turn of the mood as the lust drained out of her.

Uneasy prickles spread over her arms and chest. Why was it so hard to tell him when she could open up in her blog?

Because they're not there dumbass, you're not face to face.

Ah, there you are conscience, bitchy much?

"I er...was involved with someone. A long time ago and it was...he used to er…hurt me." She was floundering to tell him the truth - it was going to completely spoil the moment.

"Shh, it's O.K. You don't have to tell me - yet. You will though, won't you? I want to know who I have to smash the shit out of…"

His patience, his understanding and the force of his words about seeking revenge on her behalf made her heart swell and flush like a teen with a crush. She forced a smile knowing that there would be no need for Christian to put himself out there for her.

"It's a story that I'd rather share when we're not about to…you know?" His face turned all sexy again, that naughty smirk sending tingles to her core.

"I apologize for working you up only to bring you down Miss Steele." He trailed his fingers from knee to hip and across the sensitive skin of her pubic mound. Instantly she was 'up' again and a gasp gave away easy it was for him to remedy.

"You really to have the most delectable body Rose…" He moved his hand further down, skimming his fingers over her lips, causing her to inhale sharply.

His head moved to her breasts and his tongue darted out to lick and suck her pebbled nipples, eliciting a moan from Christian as he slid his fingers through her folds.

"Oh God!" This simple touching was driving her wild; so much more so than when she touched herself this way, or when she'd been with a girl.

She felt fingers inside of her, moving slowly in and out whilst his thumb rubbed her clit. The dual sensation down there and the sucking on her nipples made her writhe. She needed to hold something...her arms were still above her head where Christian had placed them, so she thrust her hands into his hair.

The softness of his hair and its crazy unruliness was one of the many attractive features of this gorgeous man. She couldn't help but scrape his scalp with her nails, trailing her finger down the nape of his neck and back. Christian arched his neck and groaned in satisfaction, so she did it again. His head shot up, fixing her with feral desire.

"I liked that…" He admitted huskily. "But you need to keep your hands up there...you're not the only one with...issues." The dominance in his tone wasn't as terrifying as she'd heard before. The arrogance and superiority were gone, replaced by a tender warning - one begging her to understand.

Rose nodded her head in understanding. She'd not wanted to be dominated, but understood that he too had his reasons for being like he was...for not wanting her to touch him. It was hard as he had the body of a model, an athlete and a god all rolled into one. She'd never wanted to touch someone so much.

His talented tongue resumed its assault of her nipples and then moved slowly down her body until the suck of his lips on her clit sent her desire into orbit. Within seconds, the combination of tongue and fingers caused that telltale throb and clench of her insides. It accompanied the dizzy feeling she always got as her head started to thrash, stuttered gasps for air signifying her release. Her stomach muscles clenched almost painfully as she orgasmed for longer than ever before. The pressure on her clit kept her going until she mewled out in protest as she arched her back, gripping the sheets for dear life.

She'd closed her eyes to stop the room from spinning, but they sprang open as moist masculine lips kissed her hard. She'd not noticed that he'd removed his talented fingers and was gripping her head as he kissed her passionately, his tongue warring with hers as he devoured her mouth.

Pulling back he stared into her eyes. "Fuck woman, you're sexy when you come."

Her brain felt scrambled from post-orgasmic bliss and the passionate kiss. "I'm sorry, Miss Steele is not in her right mind right now, so please leave a message after the moan...mmmm."

She giggled at her own silliness and Christian burst out laughing too. "I'll take that as a compliment."

He collapsed on top of her, her breasts squished against his bare chest and the small amount of hair he had felt ticklish. Her hands were in his hair again, after naturally moving there when they were kissing, so she stroked her fingers through his locks, occasionally twisting a few longer strands around her finger.

She was relieved when he moved to her side facing her, their legs still entwined. "I want to wait…"

His whispered words were both a shock and a relief. The puzzlement on her face alerting him to the fact that he needed to explain his statement.

"This sounds like a cliché Rose, but in the hours we've spent together...how you just reacted to me. You're under my skin...literally. I want to see you come like that every day. Before...every orgasm just seems forced...unnatural. Seeing you come without all the restraints, the pain induced lust...without connection." He shook his head, almost in disgust, like he was ashamed. She wanted to protest, understanding that need - she didn't want him to hate what he was because of her.

He stopped her with a finger to her lips. "I want to know more about you...I want you to know more about me. This connection is undeniable Rose - tell me you feel it?"

Of course she felt it. She'd mistaken the energy between them before for fear of the known. She'd judged a book by its cover, a common and fatal mistake that many like her made. She was certain that he was a Gemini, a Jekyll & Hyde even - his dominant persona covering up an insecure, emotionally underdeveloped man crying out to be something different.

Tears sprung to her eyes, for her own fears and insecurities and his too. "I feel it too Christian."

His hand came to her face, brushing away the tear she didn't know had fallen and she held his hand to her cheek before turning it and kissing his palm.

"I want to do it right with you Rose. Something inside me shifted when I realised that you were scared of the one thing that I thought was sure to win you - what a difference a day makes! Now - I want to earn your trust...and your affection. "

All she could think was that he was right and she wanted it too.

"You want to romance me? Hearts and flowers and all that stuff?" She could barely look at him as the shyness crept in.

"Yes and yes." He said just as shyly, which she found adorable knowing that he'd probably never had a non-contractual relationship. "Would you care to elaborate on what exactly you mean by 'all that stuff'?"

"I thought you wanted to wait Mr Grey…" She teased.

A boyish grin beamed across his face. "I do, so how about you talk dirty to me Rose? I need educating on how to seduce my woman."

Feeling emboldened at being called his woman, she leaned towards him, purposefully pushing her breasts into his chest to make him lay back. She straddled his pelvis, grinding herself onto him as she whispered in his ear.

"Well then, if I'm going to be your woman...you better call me Ana whilst I deep throat your cock."

If the resulting growl of her real name in her ear was anything to go by she'd hit her mark.

What a difference a day makes indeed!

Disclaimers as usual: I own no rights to the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy...blah blah blah.