Ana is hanging a silvery-looking garment in the closet. She must have bought it in town. “Did you have a good time?” I ask, as I enter and close the door.

“Yes,” she says, staring at me.

“What is it?”

“I was thinking how much I’ve missed you.”

My heart skips a beat at the warmth in her voice. “You sound like you have it bad, Mrs. Grey.”

“I have, Mr. Grey,” she whispers.

I stroll over and stand before her, feeling the heat emanating from her body. “What did you buy?” I whisper, basking in her warmth.

“A dress, some shoes, a necklace. I spent a great deal of your money.” She peers up at me as if she’s guilty of some terrible crime.

Oh, this will never do.

“Good,” I stress quietly while my fingers ease a stray lock of her hair behind her ear. “And for the billionth time, our money.” The scent of jasmine and the sound of the bath filling with water drift from the en suite. With a gentle tug, I release her bottom lip from her teeth. I run my index finger down the front of her T-shirt, between her breasts, over her stomach and belly, to the hem. “You won’t be needing this in the bath.” I grip her T-shirt with both hands and slowly pull it up. “Lift your arms.” Ana cooperates, her luminous eyes on mine, and I tug off her top, dropping it on the floor.

we were just

“I want to make you good and dirty first. I’ve missed you, too.” I lean down and kiss her. Her

Ana’s head is off the side of the bed, tipped back as she cries out her orgasm. Her response triggers mine, and I come fast and hard inside her. Panting, I pull her onto my chest and we lie dazed and replete while I stare

“Shit, the water!” Ana cries, and tries to sit up. I keep hold of her.

Don’t go.

“Christian, the bath!” She stares down at

quickly. “I’ll switch off the faucet.” Feeling far more relaxed than I have for days, I get up, saunter into the bathroom, and turn off the water. Sure enough, the bath is overflowing, which will make for a fun time with my wife. She follows me in and gapes at the floor.

“See?” I point to where the water is circling the drain. She grins, and together we climb in, laughing as the water splashes out around us. She’s piled her hair into an impossible topknot perched precariously on her head, tendrils falling around her face.

She looks

And she’s all

tub. “Foot,” I command, and she places her left foot in my hand. I start massaging

“Yes,” she breathes. Tugging each of her toes, I watch her lips pucker as she absorbs the pleasure. I kiss each toe in turn and graze my teeth along her little toe.

“Aaah!” she groans

“Like that?”

I start massaging again, and she closes her eyes. “I saw Gia in town,” she says airily.

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