You've brushed your teeth," He says, staring at me."I used your toothbrush."His lips quirk up in a half smile. "Oh Anastasia Steele, what am I going to do with you?

So you've just slept with him, given him your virginity, a man who doesn't love you. In fact, he has odd ideas about you, wants to make you some sort of kinky sex slave.

Subject: SundownDate: June 14 2011 09:35To: Christian GreyDear Completely & Utterly SmittenI love waking up with you, too. But I love being in bed with you and in elevators and on pianos and billiard tables and boats and desks and showers and bathtubs and strange wooden crosses with shackles and four poster beds with red satin sheets and boathouses and childhood bedrooms.YoursSex Mad and Insatiable xx

I glance down his body. He's still wearing his shorts and his shirt, and I still have my T-shirt on. Jeez-- talk about wham, bam, thank you ma'am.

Coveralls," I reply, and I know I'm no longer screening what's coming out of my mouth.He raises a eyebrow, amused yet again. "You wouldn't want to ruin your clothing." I gesture vaguely in the direction of his jeans."I could always take them off." He smirks.

You're not celibate, then?" I breathe. Amusement lights up his eyes."No, Anastasia, I'm not celibate.

I've never had vanilla sex before. There's a lot to be said for it. But then, maybe it's because it's with you.

- Io non sono un tipo da cuori e fiori, non ho niente di romantico, ho gusti molto particolari. Dovresti stare alla larga da me.Ma in te, in te c’è qualcosa, per cui non riesco a starti lontano. Immagino che tu lo abbia capito.- Allora non farlo.

Significa che voglio che accetti di abbandonarti spontaneamente a me, in tutto.