fifty-shades-of-grey

Oh the possibilities… my inner goddess roars, and from somewhere born of frustration,need, and sheer Steele bravery, I push him on to the bed. He laughs as he falls, andI gaze down at him feeling victorious. My inner goddess is going to explode. I yank offhis shoes, quickly, clumsily, and his socks. He’s staring up at me, his eyes luminous withamusement and desire. He looks… glorious… mine. I crawl up the bed and sit astridehim to undo his jeans, sliding my fingers under the waistband, feeling the hair in his oh sohappy trail. He closes his eyes and flexes his hips.“You’ll have to learn to keep still,” I scold, and I tug at the hair under his waistband.His breath hitches, and he grins at me.“Yes, Miss Steele,” he murmurs, eyes burning bright. “In my pocket, condom,” hebreathes.I search in his pocket slowly, watching his face as I feel around. His mouth is open. Ifish out both foil packets that I find and lay them on the bed by his hips. Two! My overeagerfingers reach for the button of his waistband and undo it, fumbling a little. I ambeyond excited.“So eager, Miss Steele,” he murmurs, his voice laced with humor. I tug down the zipper,and now I’m faced with the problem of removing his pants… hmm. I shuffle down andpull. They hardly move. I frown. How can this be so difficult?“I can’t keep still if you’re going to bite that lip,” he warns, then arches his pelvis upoff the bed so I’m able to tug down his trousers and his boxers at the same time, whoa…freeing him. He kicks his clothes to the floor.Holy Moses, he’s all mine to play with, and suddenly it’s Christmas.“Now what are you going to do?” he breathes, all trace of humor gone. I reach up andtouch him, watching his expression as I do. His mouth shapes like a letter O as he takes asharp breath. His skin is so smooth and soft… and hard… hmm, what a delicious combination.I lean forward, my hair falling around me, and he’s in my mouth. I suck, hard. Hecloses his eyes, his hips jerking beneath me.“Jeez, Ana, steady,” he groans.I feel so powerful, it’s such a heady feeling, teasing and testing him with my mouth andtongue. He tenses underneath me as I run my mouth up and down him, pushing him to theback of my throat, my lips tight… again and again.“Stop, Ana, stop. I don’t want to come.”I sit up, blinking at him, and I’m panting like him, but confused. I thought I was incharge? My inner goddess looks like someone snatched her ice cream.“You’re innocence and enthusiasm is very disarming,” he gasps. “You, on top… that’swhat we need to do.”Oh.“Here, put this on.” He hands me a foil packet.Holy Crap. How? I rip the packet open, and the rubbery condom is all tacky in myfingers.“Pinch the top and then roll it down. You don’t want any air in the end of that sucker,”he pants.And very slowly, concentrating hard, I do as I’m told.“Christ, you’re killing me here, Anastasia,” he groans.