“Mom!” Teddy came into the bedroom with his Spiderman toy. “Mom, Taylor is here.”

I adjusted the ring until it was snug on my finger. “He is?” My voice always rose when I spoke to my son. He was adorable, having the same curly hair with a tint of red as his father. “We should get going then. Where’s your sister?”

Teddy rolled his eyes. “Why would I know?”

I walked past him and rubbed his hair as I passed. “You’re the older brother. Of course you know where your sister is.” I walked into Phoebe’s room and lifted her from her crib. She was dressed already, a ring of plastic keys in her hand. “Ready to go, sweetheart?”

The only response I got was a smile.

With Phoebe in one arm, I shouldered my purse and grabbed Teddy’s hand. We were escorted down to the garage where we got into the backseat of Taylor’s black car. I checked everyone’s safety belts before we drove away.

“Ready, Mrs. Grey?” Taylor’s clipped voice came from the front of the car, cryptic as ever.

I would never get tired of hearing that name even though it’d been on my driver’s license for years. “Yes.”

Taylor drove us downtown until we arrived in front of the enormous skyscraper where my husband worked every single day. We were escorted to the elevator before we were finally allowed to venture the rest of the way on our own.

“Why does Taylor follow us everywhere?” Teddy asked. His toy bounced off his leg as he held it by his side.

“He likes us.” I wiped a spot of spit from Phoebe’s chin with my handkerchief then quickly shoved it into my pocket.

“Why?” Teddy asked.

“I don’t know,” I answered. “Why does anyone like anyone?”

Teddy stared at the buttons as the elevator rose. His hand twitched by his side.

           

I knew exactly what he was thinking. He pulled this little stunt before. “Don’t even think about it. Or your father will hear about it.”

           

He pretended the thought never crossed his mind and touched his doll.

           

The doors opened when we reached the top floor, and Christian’s secretary greeted the children like she always did. Blonde and busty, she was the definition of eye candy.

“So adorable.” She immediately took Phoebe out of my arms and rocked her from side to side. “You get bigger every time I see you.” She tickled her stomach until Phoebe chuckled. “Mr. Grey is ready to see you now.”

Teddy immediately darted to the toy station Christian had placed there. When the kids came to work with him, they needed to be entertained.

“Is he free?” I asked.

           

“I don’t think it matters.” She gave me a knowing look before she sat down with Phoebe, enraptured by the little girl as much as I was.

I walked to the doors and knocked before I stepped inside.

           

“Ana, don’t knock.” His authoritative voice rang through the thick doors. “I’ve told you that already.”

           

I walked inside and shut the door behind me, feeling at ease in the office that once intimidated me. The glider figurine still sat on the desk exactly where he placed it years ago. His normally boring desk now had a framed picture of the four of us.

But that was the only change after all this time.

           

He stayed behind his desk and stared at me, his brooding and intimidating gaze enough to frighten anyone. But when he gave me that look, it had a different meaning. It had a different kind of power. “Just. Come. In.”

He’d told me that a hundred times, but I felt awkward barging in. He could be in a meeting. I didn’t know.

He continued to stare me down coldly, like he hated me but loved me at the same time.

           

I made the first move and approached the desk, my arms across my chest and the diamond from my wedding ring digging into my side. He still made me tense—in every good way imaginable.

His legs were crossed and his crisp black suit looked just as pristine as it did when he left the house in the morning. His five o’clock shadow was tantalizing. When it brushed against my soft cheek, it made me come alive with passion. His copper curly hair called my name. I wanted to hook a finger in the strands and twirl each one.

“Mrs. Grey.” He preferred the title to Ana. He’d been that way since our wedding day.

           

“Mr. Grey.”

He turned in his seat slightly, exposing his lap from underneath the desk. “You didn’t respond to any of my emails.” Every time he asked a question, it came off as a command.

“Because I was busy raising your two children.”

“Too busy to write a reply?” His voice was cold. “Maybe we need to hire some help.”

           

“I don’t want someone else raising my kids. I told you that.”

“But I still want to be the master of your universe.” He rose to his feet, towering over me with his height. His arms were thick in the suit, and he was every bit the man I fantasized about. He crept toward me, slowly closing the gap between us. When he was just an inch away, he stared hard into my face, his masculine scent washing over me like a dream. The cold look returned to his eyes. He wanted to fuck me but love me at the exact same time.

I knew what was coming next. “We should go. The realtor is waiting.”

He grabbed my wrist, giving me a gentle squeeze.

           

I already knew I was lost. I’d been lost for a long time.

“If you’re important, people will wait.” He grabbed my skirt and yanked it to my waist, exposing the black thong I wore underneath. My ass was lifted onto the desk, and my panties were yanked over so hard they practically ripped.

My body flushed in heat and moisture pooled between my legs like a flowing river. I watched him undo his trousers and pull his pulsing cock out. Without preamble, he shoved himself inside me, knowing how wet I would be without checking. His craving for me had never died away since the moment we met. After I became his wife, he wanted me more.

After I had his children, he wanted me even more.

This rendezvous was anything but vanilla. It was blacker than coal, hotter than ash. He gripped my hips with force and pounded into me, shoving his length entirely inside, claiming me over and over. His hand lifted me slightly off the wood, my back arching with him. He deepened the angle and gave it to me harder. I could only hear the sounds of our slick bodies moving together.

I didn’t make a sound in fear of what our children would hear. I bit my lip to keep the screams back, to stop the moans from escaping.

Christian’s eyes fell on my mouth, and that little gesture made him throb deep inside me. He gripped my hips harder and stared me right in the eye, his gray eyes bright as crystal but dark as fire. “Ana.” He buried himself deep inside me, his hips and ass working hard to give me every inch.

I grabbed his wrists and held on, my nails digging into his skin because his cock felt so good. I bit my lip again because I couldn’t think straight. My entire body tensed and coiled for the unbelievable ecstasy that was about to wash through me. It was a white-hot ball of fire that exploded in my veins. My back arched again, and I whimpered through the force, trying not to let the groan leave my throat.

Christian watched me come undone and fucked me harder. He pulled me farther off the desk and went balls-deep, filling me with every inch of his impressive machinery. He tensed noticeably before he released, his eyes glued to mine. “Mrs. Grey.”

I gripped his wrists tighter and felt his seed fill me. It was warm and heavy. I’d felt it a million times, but the sensation never got old. I wanted to feel that weight every single day for the rest of my life. His cock twitched inside me as he finished.

Christian took two breaths before he quickly pulled out of me and zipped up his trousers. He was back to being a man of mystery, hiding his emotions like they never happened at all. When he was in this building, he was even more guarded than usual.

           

I wanted to enjoy the high forever, but I knew our children were just outside. I adjusted my panties and pulled down my skirt, feeling the weight of his seed press against my entrance.

“We should get going.” Christian locked his electronics in his office like always before he walked out. He grabbed my hand at the door then stepped outside. Teddy was playing with his toys and Phoebe was still in his assistant’s lap. As if he didn’t just fuck me like an animal, he went to Teddy’s side. “Hey, Sport.”

“Hey, Dad.” Teddy abandoned his toys and held up his Spiderman stuffed toy. “Look what I got today.”

Christian eyed it, his expression unreadable. “Very nice.”

“Mom got it for me.”

He nodded. “You’ll have to let me play with it when we get home.”

“Okay.” Teddy practically jumped in excitement.

Christian grabbed Phoebe from his assistant’s arms and held her like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Hey, beautiful.” He looked down at her, the same fondness in his eyes as he had for Teddy.

I watched them, mesmerized by the scene before me.

Christian walked toward me, our daughter still tucked in his protective arms. “Taylor is waiting. Let’s go.”

           

“Come on, Teddy.” I extended my hand so he would take it.