Fifty Shades Darker (book 5)

Chapter 11

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My first vanilla relationship—who would have thought? Closing my eyes, I imagine the look on Elena’s face when I tell her. She’ll have plenty to say, she always has…

I can tell by the way you’re standing that you have something to tell me.

I dare a quick peek at Elena as her scarlet lips curl into a smile and she crosses her arms, flogger in hand.

Yes, Ma’am.

You may speak.

I have a place at Harvard.

Her eyes flash.

Ma’am, I add quickly, and stare down at my toes.

I see. She walks around me as I stand naked in her basement. The chill spring air caresses my skin, but it’s the anticipation of what’s to come that makes each of my hair follicles stand on end. That, and the smell of her expensive perfume. My body begins to respond.

She laughs. Control! she snaps, and the flogger bites across my thighs. And I try, really try, to bring my body to heel.

Though perhaps you should be rewarded for good behavior, she purrs. And she hits me again, across my chest this time, but soft, more playful. It’s quite the achievement to get into Harvard, my dear, dear pet. The flogger flies again, stinging my ass, and my legs quiver in response.

Hold still, she warns. And I stand straight, waiting for the next blow. So you’ll leave me, she whispers, and the flogger strikes my back.

My eyes spring open and I glance at her in alarm.

No. Never.

Eyes down, she commands.

stare at my feet

You’ll leave me and find some young college girl.

No. No.

She grabs my face, her nails biting into my skin.

You will. Her ice-blue eyes burn into mine, scarlet lips twisted

Never, Ma’am.

She laughs and pushes me away and raises her hand.

But the blow never comes.

When I open my eyes, Ana stands before me. She caresses my cheek and smiles. I love you, she says.

I wake, momentarily disoriented, my heart thudding like a klaxon, and I don’t know if it’s fear or excitement. I’m in the back of the Q7 and Ana is curled up asleep in my lap.

Ana.

She’s mine once more. And for a moment I feel giddy. A stupid grin splits my face and I

I kiss her hair and rest my chin on her head. When I glance out of the window I notice that we’ve reached Seattle. Taylor’s eyes

“Are we heading to Escala, sir?”

“No, Miss Steele’s.”

The corners of his eyes crinkle. “We’ll be there in five minutes,” he says.

Whoa. We’re nearly home.

I don’t want to move my arm to check my watch as I’m holding her. I gaze down at my sleeping beauty. Her lips are gently parted, her dark lashes fanned out, shadowing her face. And I remember watching her sleep at The Heathman, that first time. She looked so peaceful then; she looks peaceful now. I’m reluctant to disturb

hair. Her eyelashes flutter and she opens her eyes. “Hey,” I murmur in greeting.

“Sorry,” she mumbles as she sits up.

“I could watch you sleep forever, Ana.” No need to apologize.

“Did I say anything?” She looks worried.

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