Ana From 50 Shades Of Grey Novels & Stories

Ana grinned and confidently crossed her arms, observing the people in front of her. “Apologies. It has been quite some time since I last laid eyes on them, hence my initial reaction. However, rest assured, I am capable of handling myself. I refuse to succumb to fear any longer, as I am no longer a weakling,” Ana declared. Her friends nodded in agreement, offering comforting pats on her shoulder. “All I feel now is pure anger,” she added, directing her gaze towards the Villalobos, who were also fixated on her. “Hmm…”

Her pussy slides up and down my shaft smoothly, gripping me tightly each time she drops. I feel close again, my cock throbs inside Mia as she moves faster. She grinds her clit against me with every stroke. Her moans grow louder until her body suddenly shakes. She cums hard, her pussy pulsing around my cock in strong waves. Lana takes her place next, she turns around and rides me in reverse again, but this time she leans forward and rests her hands on my thighs. The new angle lets my cock hit deeper inside her. She moves fast and rough, chasing her own pleasure.

But why does it hurt? The reception ends and Anthony leads me out of the building, a wave of flower petals covering us as well as the flashes of the camera. I try my best to smile through the entire thing but I feel myself getting dizzy with the amount of flashes and hurry to get to the car that is waiting. I successfully got myself into the car and crawled all the way to the left side of the car, where Anthony would never dare to sit. I close my eyes and start to calm myself down, remembering why I hate the papparazzi. Anthony sits in the car and slams the door shut, “Get us home, pronto. My wife and I have things to do.”

The short break ended too quickly. The air in the room felt thicker, heavier with the scent of arousal and the soft sounds of heavy breathing. The other participants had returned to their seats, faces flushed, bodies still visibly aroused. Lila remained in the center, her short skirt pushed up around her waist, thighs slick with her own juices from the powerful squirting orgasm Master Kane had forced from her. Master Kane stood beside a large floor-to-ceiling mirror that covered one entire wall. The red lighting reflected off the glass, making the space feel even more intimate and exposing.

ANASTASIA'S POV “You stupid bitch!” Grey snarled. The words were barely out of his mouth before his hands were on Amelia’s throat. Everything happened at once and somehow in slow motion too. Amelia hit the floor hard, her back slamming against the marble with a sickening crack before Grey straddled her, his fingers digging into her neck. She gasped, her hands flying up instinctively, clawing at his wrists. Her face began to colour almost instantly, red, then frighteningly purple.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” “Things you would never understand,” Anna smiled knowingly, her hooded eyes finally making contact with his confused ones. “But I’d like to tell you a few, unfortunately, my bladder’s almost broken and I can’t hold this pee much longer. Would you mind escorting me to the bathroom?” Unsurprisingly, Arturo, a man in his late twenties, surveyed her body with lustful eyes. He bit his lower lip before nodding. “Sure thing, you sexy peach.”

He pushed it into his archive and went back into preparing the orientation plan. Monday morning, Ana got ready wearing a simple straight grey office dress. Square neck, half sleeve slim fit dress. She matched it with a 4-inch black heel shoe and a black bag. She went downstairs running into Amanda who was also ready to leave for work. "Where are you going dressed up?" Amanda asked. "I am going to work," Ana replied. "Which stupid company employed your sorry ass?" Amanda asked. "With what kind of qualification? I know you never went to college. So what are you dressed like this? A cleaner," she asked laughing but Ana said nothing.

I've noticed that most of Nazeera's clothes were either black or a dark purple, when I'd mentioned my observation she'd smiled and said she was trying add to the witchy vibe she was trying to give off. And it was working, the black of the clothes blended with her jet-black hair and coffee black eyes, people scampered away from her in the halls and avoided making direct eye contact. Hell, even Ana had been weary of her at first but after a couple of days she'd quickly eased up to the slender witch. "I'm not hiding anything," I reply shotting Ana a dark glare. I've never really spoke to Naz about the new developments with Zander, not because I didn't trust her but I sure as hell didn't know ho

I started feeling dizzy and black dots started appearing infront of eyes and before I could close my eyes and fall i heard a voice shouting my name. "Ananya!!!!". ******************************** Hey lovely readers, So what do you think about today's chapter. Please tell your view in the comments section. And you all are free to correct my mistakes as we all learn from our mistakes. Don't forget to like, comment and follow Do follow my I*******m account for any latest updates. Account:drops_of_ambrosia

Ana let out a scream as I relentlessly pounded into her tight heat. Just as I felt an orgasm about to tumble over, I felt Ethan try to mind link me. I pushed him out of my head, wanting nothing more than to lose myself in my queen. He tried several more times, making me lose my concentration. I felt Ana’s walls begin to spasm. Finally with all my efforts to keep Ethan blocked, we both found our releases.