Fifty Shades of Grey (Fifty Shades #1)

He pulls out of me suddenly and I wince. He sits up on the bed and throws the used condom in a wastebasket.

“Come on, we need to get dressed—that’s if you want to meet my mother.” He grins, leaps up off the bed, and pulls on his jeans—no underwear!

I struggle to sit up as I’m still tethered. “Christian—I can’t move.”

His grin widens, and leaning down, he undoes the tie. The woven pattern has made an indentation around my wrists. It’s…sexy. He gazes at me, amused, his eyes dancing with mirth. He kisses my forehead quickly and beams. “Another first,” he acknowledges, but I have no idea what he’s talking about.