I lose all sense of self. Christian follows,
shouting his release through clenched teeth
and holding me hard and close as he does.
“I’m going to fuck you hard from behind.
Hold the post to support your weight. Understand?”
“You have such beautiful skin, Anastasia,”
he breathes as he bends down
and kisses me along my spine,
gentle feather-light kisses.
His hands move round to my front palming my breasts,
and as he does this, he traps my nipples
between his fingers and tugs them gently.
“You have such a captivating,
sexy ass, Anastasia Steele.
What I’d like to do to it.”
His hands smooth and shape each of my buttocks,
then his fingers glide down,
and he slips two fingers inside me.
“So wet. You never disappoint, Miss Steele,” he whispers,
and I hear the wonder in his voice.
“Hold tight… this is going to be quick, baby.”
Very slowly he eases into me… oh the fullness.
He eases out of me slowly,
and his other hand grabs my hip,
holding tight, and then he slams into me,
jolting me forward.
I push back against him as he continues
his merciless onslaught, again and again,
his fingers digging into my hip.