Frisky Friday…Fifty Shades of Grey by E L James Excerpt with Giveaway

 

“Trust me?” he breathes.

I nod, wide-eyed, my heart bouncing off my ribs, my blood thundering around my body.

He reaches down, and from his pants pocket, he takes out his silver grey silk tie… that silver grey woven tie that leaves small impressions of its weave on my skin. He moves so quickly, sitting astride me as he fastens my wrists together, but this time, he ties the other end of the tie to one of the spokes of my white iron headboard. He pulls at my binding, checking it’s secure. I’m not going anywhere. I’m tied, literally, to my bed, and I’m so aroused.

He slides off me and stands beside the bed, staring down at me, his eyes dark with want. His look is triumphant, mixed with relief.

“That’s better,” he murmurs and smiles a wicked, knowing smile. He bends and starts undoing one of my sneakers. Oh no… no… my feet. No. I’ve just been running.

“No,” I protest, trying to kick him off.

He stops.

“If you struggle, I’ll tie your feet, too. If you make a noise, Anastasia, I will gag you. Keep quiet. Katherine is probably outside listening right now.”    Gag me! Kate!  I shut up.

He removes my shoes and my socks efficiently and slowly peels off my sweat pants. Oh - what panties am I wearing? He lifts me and pulls the quilt and my duvet out from underneath me and places me back down, this time on the sheets.   “Now then.” He licks his bottom lip slowly. “You’re biting that lip, Anastasia. You know the effect it has on me.” He places his long index finger over my mouth, a warning.

Oh my. I can barely contain myself, lying helpless, watching him move gracefully around my room. It’s a heady aphrodisiac. Slowly, almost leisurely, he removes his shoes and socks, undoes his pants, and lifts his shirt off over his head.  “I think you’ve seen too much,” he chuckles slyly. He sits astride me again, pulls my t-shirt up, and I think he’s going to take it off me, but he rolls it up to my neck and then pulls it up over my head so he can see my mouth and my nose, but it covers my eyes. And because it’s folded over – I cannot see a thing through it.   “Mmm,” he breathes appreciatively. “This just gets better and better. I’m going to get a drink.”

Leaning down, he kisses me, his lips tender against mine, and his weight shifts off the bed. I hear the quiet creak of the bedroom door. Get a drink. Where? Here? Portland? Seattle? I strain to hear him. I can make out low rumblings, and I know he’s talking to Kate – oh no… he’s practically naked. What’s she going to say? I hear a faint popping sound. What’s that? He returns, the door creaking once more, his feet padding across the bedroom floor, and ice tinkling against glass as it swirls in liquid. What kind of drink? He shuts the door and shuffles around removing his pants. They drop to the floor, and I know he’s naked. He sits astride me again.  “Are you thirsty, Anastasia?” he asks, his voice teasing    “Yes,” I breathe, because my mouth is suddenly parched. I hear the ice clink against the glass, and he puts it down again and leans down and kisses me, pouring a delicious crisp liquid into my mouth as he does. It’s white wine. It’s so unexpected, hot, though it’s chilled, and Christian’s lips are cool.    “More?” he whispers.

I nod. It tastes all the more divine because it’s been in his mouth. He leans down, and I drink another mouthful from his lips… oh my.    “Let’s not go too far; we know your capacity for alcohol is limited, Anastasia.”  I can’t help it. I grin, and he leans down to deliver another delicious mouthful. He shifts so he’s lying beside me, his erection at my hip. Oh, I want him inside me.

“Is this nice?” he asks, but I hear the edge in his voice.     I tense. He moves the glass again and leans down, kissing me and depositing a small shard of ice in my mouth with a little wine. He slowly and leisurely trails chilled kisses down the center of my body, from the base of my throat, between my breasts, down my torso, and to my belly. He pops a fragment of ice in my navel in a pool of cool, cold wine. It burns all the way down to the depths of my belly. Wow.  “Now you have to keep still,” he whispers. “If you move, Anastasia, you’ll get wine all over the bed.”

My hips flex automatically.

“Oh no. If you spill the wine, I will punish you, Miss Steele.”    I groan and desperately fight the urge to tilt my hips, pulling on my restraint. Oh no… please.

With one finger, he pulls down my bra cups in turn, my breasts pushed up, exposed and vulnerable. Leaning down, he kisses and tugs at each of my nipples in turn with cool, cold lips. I fight my body as it tries to arch in response.    “How nice is this?” he breathes, blowing on one of my nipples.     I hear another clink of ice, and then I can feel it round my right nipple as he tugs the left one with his lips. I moan, struggling not to move. It’s sweet, agonizing torture.

“If you spill the wine, I won’t let you come.”

“Oh… please… Christian… Sir… Please.” He’s driving me insane. I hear him smile.

The ice in my navel is melting. I am beyond warm – warm and chilled and wanting. Wanting him, inside me. Now.

His cool fingers trail languidly across my belly. My skin is oversensitive, my hips flex automatically, and the now warmer liquid from my navel seeps over my belly. Christian moves quickly, lapping it up with his tongue, kissing, biting me softly, sucking.

“Oh dear, Anastasia, you moved. What am I going to do to you?”   I’m panting loudly. All I can concentrate on is his voice and his touch. Nothing else is real. Nothing else matters, nothing else registers on my radar. His fingers slip into my panties, and I’m rewarded with his unguarded sharp intake of air.   “Oh, baby,” he murmurs and he pushes two fingers inside me.     I gasp.

“Ready for me so soon,” he says. He moves his fingers tantalizingly slowly, in, out, and I push against him, tilting my hips up.

“You are a greedy girl,” he scolds softly, and his thumb circles my clitoris and then presses down.

I groan loudly as my body bucks beneath his expert fingers. He reaches up and pushes the t-shirt over my head so I can see him as I blink in the soft light of my sidelight. I long to touch him.

“I want to touch you,” I breathe.

“I know,” he murmurs. He leans down and kisses me, his fingers still moving rhythmically inside me, his thumb circling and pressing. His other hand scoops my hair off my head and holds my head in place. His tongue mirrors the actions of his fingers, claiming me. My legs begin to stiffen as I push against his hand. He gentles his hand, so I’m brought back from the brink. He does this again and again. It’s so frustrating… Oh please, Christian, I scream in my head

“This is your punishment, so close and yet so far. Is this nice?” he breathes in my ear. I whimper, exhausted, pulling against my restraint. I’m helpless, lost in an erotic torment.

“Please,” I beg, and he finally takes pity on me.

“How shall I fuck you, Anastasia?”

Oh… my body starts to quiver. He stills again.    “Please.”

“What do you want, Anastasia?”

“You… now,” I cry.

“Shall I fuck you this way, or this way, or this way? There’s an endless choice,” he breathes against my lips. He withdraws his hand and reaches over to the bedside table for a foil packet. He kneels up between my legs, and very slowly he pulls my panties off, staring down at me, his eyes gleaming. He puts on the condom. I watch fascinated, mesmerized.

“How nice is this?” he says as he strokes himself.

“I meant it as a joke,” I whimper. Please fuck me, Christian.    He raises his eyebrows as his hand moves up and down his impressive length.

“A joke?” His voice is menacingly soft.

“Yes. Please, Christian,” I beseech him.

“Are you laughing now?”

“No,” I mewl.

I am just one ball of sexual, tense, need. He stares down at me for a moment, measuring my need, then he grabs me suddenly and flips me over. It takes me by surprise, and because my hands are tied, I have to support myself on my elbows. He pushes both my knees up the bed so my behind is in the air, and he slaps me hard. Before I can react, he plunges inside me. I cry out – from the slap and from his sudden assault, and I come instantly again and again, falling apart beneath him as he continues to slam deliciously into me. He doesn’t stop. I’m spent. I can’t take this… and he pounds on and on and on… then I’m building again… surely not… no…   “Come on, Anastasia, again,” he growls through clenched teeth, and unbelievably, my body responds, convulsing around him as I climax anew, calling out his name. I shatter again into tiny fragments, and Christian stills, finally letting go, silently finding his release. He collapses on top of me, breathing hard.   “How nice was that?” he asks through his gritted teeth.    Oh my.

I lie panting and spent on the bed, eyes closed as he slowly pulls out of me. He rises immediately and dresses. When he’s fully clothed, he climbs back on the bed and gently undoes his tie and pulls my t-shirt off. I flex my fingers and rub my wrists, smiling at the woven pattern imprinted on my wrists from the tie. I re-adjust my bra as he pulls the duvet and quilt over me. I stare up at him completely dazed, and he smirks down at me.

“That was really nice,” I whisper, smiling coyly.

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  22 comments for “Frisky Friday…Fifty Shades of Grey by E L James Excerpt with Giveaway

  1. 04/27/2012 at 7:58 am

    Yummy post, beautiful prize!

    • Josh
      05/29/2012 at 3:31 pm

      Rhonda if you like that I have some other books you make be interested in. email me josh 1980 d @ gmail. com

  2. Nise
    04/27/2012 at 8:03 am

    Loved the book. Love the book jewelry….

  3. 04/27/2012 at 9:12 am

    Thanks so much for the giveaway!!! Great post!

  4. 04/27/2012 at 9:18 am

    I looove it!

  5. 04/27/2012 at 10:06 am

    Thanks so much for the giveaway.. I LOVE this series!!! I still need to read Fifty Shades Freed though!

  6. 04/27/2012 at 10:17 am

    Thanks for the giveaway! That thong it gorgeous!

    ~Jess

  7. Rebecca Williams
    04/27/2012 at 10:36 am

    Can’t wait to read this book!

  8. 04/27/2012 at 12:00 pm

    Awesome prize! :) I love the excerpt!

  9. Holly
    04/27/2012 at 12:45 pm

    Wow. Such an awesome passage from what has become one of my favorite books. LOVE the book thong and would love to win!
    Great giveaway!

  10. 04/27/2012 at 1:16 pm

    Thank you for the giveaway!! :) <3

  11. Toni Baxter
    04/27/2012 at 5:42 pm

    Thank you for the giveaway. I think it is a great idea.

  12. 04/27/2012 at 6:18 pm

    That is so YAR, baby!

  13. 04/27/2012 at 6:41 pm

    have the books, i want that thong!!!

  14. Andie Wardlow
    04/27/2012 at 8:50 pm

    Wow…ummmm…that was so damn hot!!! YUMMILICIOUS!!!

    andieleah78@gmail.com

  15. Rina
    04/28/2012 at 1:18 pm

    Thank you to all who participated!

  16. missy
    07/15/2012 at 7:02 pm

    we need more books like these please

  17. stella
    08/07/2012 at 12:18 pm

    What a turn on.Havent read anything like this for a very long time. Will definately buy the series.

  18. stella
    08/07/2012 at 12:21 pm

    What a turn on. Will read the series for sure.

  19. jacqueline
    08/23/2012 at 10:39 am

    very nice…;)ty for that excert!!!

  20. Mechelle
    11/03/2012 at 4:16 pm

    Love love love the trilogy and that is one of the best scenes. Fantastic. How do I get one of the book dangly things. Would b super. Hope she does do another one from Christians point of view. I think that would b really good. X

  21. Valli
    11/01/2013 at 11:58 am

    I just finished reading this book and I have to say I loved it. I could not put it down it is a easy read. I felt at times as if I new them and I am very sad that it ended. I have to say I have seen the people that are going to play them. I happy with the actor to play Christian . But I am very unhappy with who they picked to play Ana. I just think she is to old for the part.

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