Anastasias coy smile was a stark contrast to the usual serious demeanor she wore around Christian Grey. It unsettled him, but he maintained his composure. "What do you want in return?"
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she replied, "Mr. Grey, since Ive obtained this with my body, why dont you exchange it with yours?"
Christians eyebrows furrowed in surprise. "What are you implying?"
Without waiting for a response, Anastasia began to undress, her movements deliberate and challenging. Christian had once saved her from a dire situation, paying off her fathers gambling debts and rescuing her from the clutches of dangerous men. He was her savior, her hero, and in her heart, her master. But now, she wanted to be more鈥攕he wanted to be his lover.
"Stop right there," Christian commanded, his voice laced with anger.
Anastasia, however, remained unfazed, stripping down to nothing and approaching Christian with the grace of a serpent. She had always seen him as untouchable, a man of cold restraint, but she was determined to break through his defenses.
"Get off of me," Christian growled, but Anastasia merely whispered a single word in response: "USB."
The action halted Christians attempt to push her away. Anastasia took advantage of the pause to push him onto the bed, looking down at him with a seductive smile. "Business is business, Mr. Grey. Its what you taught me."
"Do not test my patience, Anastasia," Christian warned, his voice low and dangerous.
Anastasia merely laughed, her challenge clear. "Lets see where our limits lie, then," she said before capturing his lips in a kiss.
The moment their lips met, it was like a fireworks display going off inside Anastasias head. Both bodies shuddered violently at the contact. Christian, despite his resolve, was not immune to her advances. Anastasias kiss, though fierce, was闈掓订 and innocent, and she quickly found herself flipped onto her back, with Christian taking control.
The two fought with a passion that seemed to stem from a place of pent-up frustration, each trying to outdo the other. Suddenly, Christian stood up, pulling Anastasia with him, and dragged her into the bathroom.
He turned on the shower, throwing it at her with a sneer. "Clean yourself up," he said coldly before stalking out of the room.
Anastasias face paled, but she quickly pulled Christian back into the tub, tearing at his clothes in her haste. "Let go!" Christian shouted at her, but Anastasia refused, her determination clear.
"Youre not getting away that easily," she challenged with a smile.
Christians temper flared, and in one swift movement, he had Anastasia pinned beneath him in the water, his previous restraint replaced by a surge of raw desire.
"Ah!" Anastasia cried out in surprise and pain, causing Christian to freeze. He looked down at her, concern flickering across his features as he encountered an unexpected barrier and saw the water tinged with red.
"Youre still unbroken?" he asked, shock evident in his voice.
In that moment, Anastasias world seemed to stand still as she realized the gravity of her revelation. The impact of her virginity and the intensity of their encounter left them both breathless and staring at each other, the air thick with unspoken words and the weight of new understanding.