Them:

Anastasia-Steele: “I groan and run my fingernails across his back. And he gasps, a strangled moan … ‘You are going to unman me, Ana … You—take me.’ I sink down onto him … reveling in the fullness of my possession, reveling in his reaction, watching him unravel beneath me. I feel like a goddess … ‘Ana, touch me … please.’ I lean forward and steady myself with my hands on his chest … ‘Come on baby, I need this. Give it to me.’ And I explode, my body a slave to his, and wrap myself around him, clinging to him like a vine as he cries out my name, and climaxes with me, then collapses, his full weight pressing me into the mattress.” 

Us:

10:34 pm.: Not-Christian-Grey: With lust in his eyes and the elegance of a breakdancing sealion, he worms over to my side of the bed.

(…)

10:36 pm.: Not-Anastasia-Steele: “That was great, honey. Could you pass me my book?” 

…………………………………..

Them:

Anastasia-Steele: ”I rest my head against him, and he kisses my head repeatedly. This is home. He smells of linen, fabric softener, body wash and my favorite smell – Christian.”
Us:

Not-Anastasia-Steele: “Fffft”.

Not-Christian-Grey, sniffing in disbelief: “What?? WHAT THE HELL? Fucking hell? What DID YOU EAT? That’s so unbeliev… Goddammit. Fucking hell!  Disgusting!… What the HELL crawled up your ass and died? OPEN A FUCKING WINDOW!! You are such a disgusting pig, you know that?!!”

Not-Anastasia-Steele: Crying. Sobbing in spasms of laughter. Finally manage to say: “Hey, that’s no way to speak to a LADY!”

…………………………………..

Them: 

Anastasia-Steele: ”He sits in his seat and buckles himself in, then starts running through all his preflight checks. He’s just so competent. It’s very alluring. He puts on his headphones and flips a switch and the rotors speed up, deafening me.”

Us:

Wake up at the sound of the cat throwing up. Not-Christian-Grey jumps groggily out of bed and scrambles into the living room. 14 seconds later he is back. As he gets into bed,  he says: ”It was too dark, I couldn’t see anything.”

…………………………………..

Them: 

Christian-Grey: ”I’ve wanted you since you fell into my office. You are exquisite, honest, warm, strong, witty, beguilingly innocent; the list is endless. I’m in awe of you.”

 Us: 

Not-Christian-Grey: “Here, taste this. Do you think it’s gone bad?”

…………………………………..

Them:

Anastasia-Steele: “Frankly, the wealth, the glamour, and the sheer lavish scale of the event intimidates me. I have never been to anything like this in my life. The white suited servers move effordlessly through the growing crowds of guests with bottles of champagne, topping off my glass with worrying regularity.”

Us: 

Not-Anastasia-Steele: Read this:

A Cindafuckingrella Life 

…………………………………..

Them:

Anastasia-Steele: “My blood sings in my veins. Will he always have this effect on me? And I on him?”

Us:

Not-Anastasia-Steele: Read this:

Other People Having Sex 

Je t’adore Means Shut The Door

The Secret to a Long and Happy Marriage

………………………………….

All passages of “Them” is from the book “Fifty Shades Darker” by E. L. James which I unfortunately do not have any rights to.

(If I did I would be on my island drinking maitais and getting massages.)

(And you’d all be invited.)

(If you’d consent to obeying my every request, never looking me in the eye and only answer when spoken to, in which case you would address me: “Most Worshipable and Bootylicious Mistress of the Universe – outstanding in the field of excellence”.)

(We’d have a great time!) 

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One Response to A Cindafuckingrella Life II

  1. Wabbit says:

    OMG I can’t stop laughing. The Hubby even stopped watching football for a few minutes to find out what all the laughter was about. You’d be proud of me Cinda. Told him he’d have to visit your blog and read for himself. 🙂

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