Fifty Shades Darker Told By Christian Novelas e Histórias

",Christian questioned, shaking his head in disbelief. "Won't you? At Least, you can't lie to me.",Samson interrupted, narrowing his eyebrows. "Huh! I am not lying.",Christian said, shrugging his shoulders. "Really? As far as I know my old Christian, he never allows someone to even see him half naked, forget about touching and all. But not only you requested me to touch you but also gave me your best blowjob service last night. And in the morning itself , you did not get panic or any anxiety attack when you saw us together in that state too.

I closed my eyes, praying that Zachary would find a way to save me. Zachary's voice was calm and steady, but I could sense the tension beneath. "Christian, come on, don't do this. Just Let Kimberly go." Christian's laughter sent shivers down my spine. "You really think I'd let her go? She's my leverage. My ticket to getting what I want. I'll never let her go." ~ZACHARY'S POV~ I took a step forward, my eyes locked on Christian. "What do you want, Christian? What can I give you? Apart from the leaving Kimberly part."

Christian confirmed, and I thought it was strange that Jamie thought the Transformation serum might kill her before it brought her back to life, but I figured he knew a lot more about this than I did. Suddenly, Christian’s dispositioned shifted, and he said, “You guys can’t mention this to anyone, got it? Nobody.” He’d suddenly realized he’d helped with something unauthorized and had two witnesses that he couldn’t control. It seemed like my sister already knew there was a possibility this might happen, and even if she didn’t, Christian could hardly threaten her. Dax sounded flabbergasted when he said, “Mention what?” Christian winked at him and said, “Exactly,” and I turned to see Dax’s fore

Like Christian read my mind he started thrusting forward, even hard that I moaned out loud forgetting where we were Christian changed positions again. It was like he wanted to torture me when I wanted so badly to come. He lay on his side with me on my back, my legs raised to his shoulders. He then entered by opening my legs and pressing himself against me. Not only that, but he had me stretched and filled to a hilt. It gave me a heightened level of pleasure. With limited movement, he thrust in and out, pinning my hands above my head that I was going crazy

He muttered. "You should also go and change" He nodded and left for his room. I know he won't be able to do anything but his words gave me a different peace. After changing clothes, I lay down on the bed with a smile on my face, remembering how Christian forcefully fed me and made me take medicine. His care and love spoiled me again. Soon, the darkness consumed me because of the medicine effect. In the morning, After taking a bath, I went towards Christian's room to spend some time with him before the dark cloud named Satan consumed me completely.

I scream out his name, feeling my walls tumble around him and my body tremble with the remnants of what he’s done to me. My first orgasm from another man in over ten years; I know the guilt will set in later, but right now, I am feeling selfish. Christian then fixes my dress moves from between my legs while licking his lips and looking down at me as if he has just won a prize. “That was even better than I ever could have imagined; I swear I have just tasted the nectar of the Gods.” He says, making me curl into myself with a cringe. “I wanted to taste your first climax with me and fuck, it tasted sweet,” he says, then leans down to kiss me - softly this time.

she dared to ask. Almost instantly, Christian pushed her against the shack, and slammed an arm above her head, getting far too close to her, as he glared down at her figure. “I don’t care if I mistook you for something you’re not. I may have done you a favor, but don’t forget your place. And that place has no right to dwell in my past,” he warned, eyes threatening to turn yellow. Seeing his eyes change their color like so brought much fright in Rebecca, who shakily nodded her head in understanding. It did not help that she was still hearing all those screams and sounds of torture being done in the shack, which brought her even more worries of what will happen to her.

Christian murmurs, looking at me pleadingly. “So, she wasn’t offering to perform sexual services there on her knees in exchange for your favor and continued support?” Christian hesitates and looks away from me, running an awkward hand through his dark hair. “Okay, so it’s partially what you think.” I gasp, appalled – because, I mean, a huge part of me was hoping that when Christian insisted that I was wrong in my interpretation that I was really wrong. But this!? “Christian!” I gasp, leaning forward and giving him a shove – hard – on the shoulder. “What the fuck!?”

Oddly, the basement door starts to shut, stealing the ray of light that once filtered in through the wide opening. The place is dark. Sinfully dark. ‘Brit?’ My senses heighten as I listen to the footsteps of my master in the dark. I’m trying so hard to guess what he’s up to when something flicks. A lighter. He holds it forward, channeling the light on my body. ‘What is he trying to do?’ My body glistens and squirms as I keep guessing. I'm not sure how long I’ll last if he sets me ablaze. Something sticks into the small flame.

I browsed through the movie channels and settled on 'Fifty Shades Freed' as I stuffed my face with popcorn. A knock came to the door. I got up and opened it and in walked Christian. "Christian, what are you doing here?" I asked him. "How was your date? It ended well?" "Yes it did. He's a perfect gentleman. In fact, he would be taking me out soon again." Christian chuckled. "You wouldn't be seeing him again." "You can't tell me what to do. You're not the boss of me. You may own my body for a year but you don't own me completely!" I was getting annoyed by his controlling words.