his expression tugs at my heart.
“Because I love you,” he murmurs.
“I know. I love you, too.” I reach up and caress his face. “And you’re precious
to me, too. You do know that, don’t you?”
His stills, looking lost.
Oh, Christian . . . My sweet Fifty.
“Believe me,” I whisper.
“It’s not easy.” His voice is almost inaudible.
“Try. Try hard, because it’s true.” I stroke his face once more, my fingers
brushing against his sideburns. He gazes at me, eyes wide, gray oceans of
loss and hurt and pain. I want to climb into his body and hold him. Anything to
stop that look. When will he realize that he means the world to me? That he’s
more than worthy of my love, the love of his parents—his siblings? I ha一ve told
him over and over, and yet here we are as Christian gives me his lost,
abandoned look. Time. It will just take time.
“You’ll get cold. Come.” He rises gracefully to his feet and pulls me up to
stand beside him. I slip my arm around his waist as we wander back into the
bedroom. I won’t push him, but since Ray’s accident, it’s become more
important to me that he knows how much I love him. As we enter the
bedroom, I frown, desperate to recover the very welcome lighthearted mood
of only a few moments ago.
“Shall we watch TV?” I ask.
Christian snorts. “I was hoping for round two.” And my mercurial Fifty is back.
I arch my brow and stop by the bed.
“Well, in that case, I think I’ll be in charge.”
He gapes at me. I push him onto the bed and quickly straddle him, pinning
his hands down beside his head.
He grins up at me. “Well, Mrs. Grey, now you’ve got me. What are you going
to do with me?”
I lean down and whisper in his ear, “I am going to fuck you with my mouth.”
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~o0o~
Christian is working at the computer. It’s a bright early morning, and he’s
tapping out an e-mail, I think.
“Good morning,” I murmur shyly from the doorway. He turns and smiles at me.
“Mrs. Grey. Y
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