Stowing my twitching palm….

I stop just inside the door of the Boathouse to switch the light on, then gently set her down on the wooden floor. My palm still twitching from earlier at dinner, I am more than ready to give Miss Steele her punishment.

After scanning the room, she moves towards me, her eyes soft, yet filled with worry. She begs me not to spank her..not while we’re here at my parents house, she pleads. Her fingers are now tangled in my hair, her body pressed hard against mine..her gaze sweet and innocent. My anger slowly beginning to subside, my twitching palm safely stowed for the time being. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still extremely upset, and I will be spanking her..I will just hold off and do it later.

She pulls my face gently down to hers and our lips meet. My eyes hands instinctively begin to slide slowly down her sides, then wrap around her waist pulling her even closer. The kiss deepens, both of us breathing heavily like two horny teenagers, yet its a soft kiss..filled with passion.

No, no , no…this is hearts and flowers…something of a Hollywood love story sort of kiss. Christian Grey does not do long, soft…sweet lingering kisses. What the fuck am I doing? I kiss with aggression..heat.. possessiveness. I know that I told her I’d try..but, this feels wrong. Or does it….

Mrs. Robinson never kissed me this way…I never kissed any of my submissives this way. Am I really ready to give Anastasia what she wants? I’m starting to wonder. Feeling confused, I pull away letting my arms drop away from her body and down to my sides. My stare is dark..almost empty.  “What are you doing to me, Anastasia?” I look away as I rub the back of my neck with my now sweaty palm. 

“Kissing you.” She replies in a sweet soft..confused voice. “You said no to me.” I shake my head. “No one has ever said no to me before, Anastasia.”  She looks up at me as if it all finally makes sense…why I was so angry before. Little does she know just how many things I’m actually upset about at this point.

“You’re mad because I said the dinner table?” Giggling, she raises her brow at me. I am trying to be the good guy and not beat her ass here at my folks place like she has asked,  and she’s going to giggle at me? Fuck that, my palm now begins to twitch again..more now than before. 

“I’m mad because you never mentioned Georgia…I’m mad because you went drinking with that asshole Jose again…after he tried to seduce you when you were extremely intoxicated. Then… he let you leave with me…a perfect stranger!” I can feel my face turning red as it breaks a sweat from my outburst. “What kind of friend does that, Anastasia?” Shaking my head, trying to calm down a bit. ” And, yes…I’m mad because you closed your legs on me at the dinner table.” Her mouth drops open from that declaration.

I take a couple of steps and move close to her again…my fingers now on the hem of her dress…”I want you, and I want you now.” Yes, Miss Steele, this is what happens when I get angry. I go from a semi normal human being, right back to the twitchy palm controlling asshole that we all know and love. 

“If you’re not going to let me spank you..which you deserve…I will fuck you, right here..right now, on this couch. And, believe me… this will be for my pleasure..not yours.” And with that, I lift her dress and slide my hand between her legs. “This…is mine. Do you understand?” She nods as I slide a finger in, moving it slowly in and out. 

I remove my finger and spin her around. She is now bent over the arm of the couch..her silky dress bunched up at her waist. I quickly undo my pants, sliding them down just enough to free the throbbing erection that has been hiding since dinner. “This will be quick.” My tone harsh and to the point. “Do not come, or I will spank you whether you want me to or not.”

One hand now on her hip, the other holding my cock…I position it at her entrance and drive it forcefully inside of her. My thrusts hard and eyes dark and sadistic. This…is the Christian Grey that we all know and love. The Christian Grey that will never change…

Possessive, dangerous and fucked up…

About Christian Grey

CEO of Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.Entrepreneur, Philanthropist. Billionaire,Dominant and extremely fucked up. I am here to tell my side of story. @FuckedUpFifty_ Follow me on twitter... I am in no way affiliated with the incredible author of the Fifty Shades Trilogy, E.L.James.
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20 Responses to Stowing my twitching palm….

  1. Chrissy says:

    Your writing makes me horny. Not gonna lie. Good job Mr G. Never, ever stop writing. Xx

  2. miss happy says:

    hi gorgeous thanx again for a brilliant blog not one of them have you disappointed me. they are just hot and get better each one you write.. thanx gorgeous cant wait for the next one.xx

  3. Melissa says:

    Mr. Grey,

    I agree with Chrissy. Plus from our convo before you have learned a thing or 2 about me haha! Keep on writing; love, your so talented. This entry leaves me on the edge wanting more, breathless, hot, & bothered. Love it when Mr. Grey gets twitchy palm mad. * devilish smirk*

  4. “Possesive, Dangerous, and fucked up……” Oh my!

  5. Michele says:

    Hey there sexy and twitchy palm, this was HOT! Your twitchy palm the boat house so hot and steamy. A fine fine read! Thanks for turning me on yet again xxx

  6. Zoraya says:

    I just love it! I look forward to reading every new entry! Reading Christian’s perspective puts new light on the whole story! ❤ Fan forever!

  7. Ms JoJo says:

    Mr. Very Twitchy Palm,

    You do go from one extreme to the other. Fighting all the way.
    This always bothered me. I have to say it. Sometimes to the point where I think you will really hurt her.
    This one rocked me a bit off balance ! I guess was the goal! 😉
    I want to also not leave you with a bad thought because I care for you.
    I enjoy all of these VERY much!
    Way to go Mr. Grey WAY TO GO!!!

  8. Once again you’ve left me speechless, Mr. Grey. You are master and commander of the dictionary and the English language; Merriam Webster hasn’t got anything on you. You have a way with words. The way you express your thoughts and emotions tugs at our heartstrings. This was your best post to date. Bravo, Sir. xx

  9. Danielle says:

    Well slap my ass and put me in the turned on pile…Wow! I dare say your POV in this instance got to me even more than this scene in the book. I kneel at your feet Sir…Thank you!

  10. Well written Christian. I felt your anger for not only her but at yourself as well. Turned on!

  11. Laura says:

    Can u do a blog everyday? Hehe 😉 guilty pleasure! Good job mr grey 😘

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