Glass Towers, Champagne Showers

by Adler

  Sunlight streams in through the luxurious cream-colored panel curtains in Harrison’s bedroom, as I roll onto my back and realize that it’s now daylight outside.

  I’m not fully awake, but I’m about to be.

  “How did you sleep, Danielle?”

  “Harrison... Last night was...”

  “Danielle, I still taste you.” His voice lowers intimately while he nuzzles at my earlobe.

  I let out a long sigh of pleasure as I reach my hands above my head to stretch my back. All of the sudden he has moved from beside me to on top of me.

  He grabs my hands and pins them down to the sheets above my head as he seals his lips over mine. His touch is so possessive and I know he would take his claim on my body.

  He holds his gaze at me, steady, “Jesus, Danielle... How I am going to make your sweet little body cum.” He tears his intense gaze from me and runs it up and down my body. I can tell he is sizing up where he will run his wet and needy tongue over me next.

  Those exact words send goose bumps racing up and down my sensitive skin. Every muscle in my body begins to tighten up as I’m pinned down and can’t break away from him. I try to resist but he only pushes my hands into the mattress harder.

  “Don’t move, baby... Keep still. Just enjoy.”

  Holy shit! I think this man has an insatiable oral fixation and I am the grateful recipient!

  He slides his tongue along my neck and down the side of my body in every tender spot. He pauses at my navel, moving in slow circles around my belly button, preparing me for what he is about to take over.

  He slides his legs from the sides of my hips and starts to part my legs so that I can accommodate his hard cock and hips. He slips further down the bed. My body is now so incredibly hot and needy. The slow savory licking of his tongue on my thighs makes every fiber in me needing that all over my clit.

  He slides one finger inside me. “You’re so wet... I want to make you cum over and over again all over my tongue.”

  I move my hands to my sides and grab the sheets so hard my nails are probably making indents in them. I pant for him as my hips are circling and aching for his tongue inside me. My body needs another orgasm.

  His tongue circles my clit around and around, faster and faster. His whole mouth and face push into me. I’ve never had a man so into giving; he really loves his oral play. I’m swollen and sensitive and the pleasure of mouth, tongue and finger is just so intense. He grabs my thighs and pulls them apart further as he plunges deeper into me. Then he stops with his tongue and starts to gently lick around my tender folds of skin and up and down my thighs...

  “Shit, Harrison... Don’t stop.”

  “You crave my tongue don’t you Danielle? Look at me,” he says with an intense and dark tone. “I want you to look at me as you cum,” he orders.

  With that, I throw my head back onto the pillow and seize his hair. I just happen to be at the perfect position to honor his demand. This man has to be in control, it runs in his veins. I’m starting to really crave this dominant play; it turns me on beyond my wildest fantasies. I run my fingers through his messy locks and grab on tight. I put my hands around the back of his head and pull him into my “P”.

  “I can’t take any more of this damn teasing... Fuck me already.”

  His eyes catch mine, and his gaze darkens with a wicked grin that fills his eyes.

  His tongue pushes me to the brink of an intense orgasm. I tense up, my hips circling and pushing up into him as my back arches. All that plays in my head is, ‘Look at me when you cum’. How insanely erotic.

  With his finger and tongue now inside me, and my body moving out of control, I feel his gaze on me. I lock eyes with him while pleasure pulses through me and I climax violently all over his tongue. The orgasm is so intense and erotic as he is staring me down with complete and utter control. The more I scream in pleasure and thrust into his mouth the deeper and harder he continues to fuck me. Finally, I can’t take it any longer as I reach the end of my orgasm.

  “Stop... Please…” I say breathlessly pushing his head away with my hands. “I can’t take it anymore...” His eyes still rest on me as I arch my head back into the pillow, exhausted.

  He slowly takes his finger out of me, and rises up, kissing my stomach ever so slightly. He hasn’t taken his eyes off of me, I can feel them burning into me.

  “That, Danielle, is how I wanted you. All of you.”

  “What a wakeup call,” I say looking at him.

  “Come, let’s get something to eat. You must be famished,” he says with a satisfied smile.

  He rolls out of bed, naked in his entire god given glory, and walks to the closet. He takes out a plush white robe and hands me one as well.

  We head into the kitchen and the table has already been set for us on the terrace. White linen tablecloth, ice water with lemon and a variety of pastries.

  “Eleanor came early this morning to prepare breakfast for us, she is an amazing cook.”

  “Hold on. When exactly did Miss Eleanor let herself in this morning? I’m hoping it wasn’t during...”

  “Danielle, Eleanor lives in the staff unit next to mine. There is 15 feet of concrete between each unit around mine. It is completely soundproof. She prepares all meals in her apartment. When I am in town, she lets herself in around 6:00 AM and leaves breakfast and coffee for me. I took the liberty of ordering everything and had her double the order.”

  As we walk into the kitchen, there is a large catering hot tray on the counter. I lift up one and there are waffles, scrambled eggs, sausage and breakfast bread pudding. Yum! All this sex play has really worked up an appetite in me!

  “There is a fresh pot of coffee on the counter as well. I am going to make us some mimosas with the champagne from last night; you will love them with chilled Don.”

  “Harrison, this is quite a spread. It all looks delicious, thank you.”

  “Here you go, this will get you going this morning,” he says and hands me a champagne flute of orange juice and champagne. “I have to get ready for my 9:00 AM meeting, Danielle, please make yourself at home. Eleanor has set up a table on the terrace.”

  “Oh of course, yes your meetings. Please don’t let me keep you,” I answer as I tighten my robe and sip down the mimosa he had made me.

  I make myself a plate of food, grab some coffee, and make my way onto the terrace. I take a seat on the comfortable lounge and take in all the scenery and busy New York streets. I’m so confused and not even in the mood to touch my food. I have just spent one whole night and morning with Harrison Towers, mega mogul, fucking my brains out and making me cum in ways I had never experienced with Bradley. What in the world happened!? I have so many questions yet to ask him, but I think for this weekend I should keep things casual. Don’t get too involved, play along with how he is acting all calm, cool and collected. Of course, he’s like that all the time, but I don’t want to turn him off. I’m going to play by my new motto: act like a lady, think like a man. Yes that’s it. Simone would agree. No strings attached is really what I need right now and boy did he fulfill my every desire!

  I suddenly hear the sound of the sliding glass door open, and I snap out of my over thinking. Harrison walks around the table of my untouched food and sits at the edge of the lounge. He looks fine. Fresh out of the shower, his hair is still damp but styled sexy professional. He’s wearing a heather gray and perfectly fitting suit, with the top button of his white shirt undone. Lord, does this man ever not look so fucking good you just want to jump him!?

  “I had Eleanor compile a list of the best furniture and home decor boutiques within walking distance. I thought you would enjoy getting a taste of New York style. Put all purchases on my business AMEX. There is also a spa on the list, which is excellent. I will be out for most of the day in meetings. So just make yourself at home and enjoy the city.”

  “Sounds wonderful. I’m looking forward to it.”

  “Please contact me or Eleanor if you need anything,
” he says as he stands and walks towards the balcony, giving me a fine look at that killer ass.

  “I will. I’m going to relax a bit then get ready.”

  “Danielle, you have not touched any of your food. Is it not to your liking?”

  “Oh no, not at all, I’m just not as hungry as I thought. Thank you, it looks wonderful.”

  He turns on his heel and locks eyes with mine. He proceeds to walk towards me with a slight grin on his face. He leans down and whispers in my ear, “Make sure you eat Danielle. You will need your energy for tonight.”

  His voice sends chills all over my body as he heads off to his meeting. I’m speechless. This man leaves me with no words. I should have known. He must have some grand plan worked up for this evening. Wait, he didn’t tell me what is on the agenda tonight. Shit! Okay, I’ll text him later today and find out what our plans are for dinner and the rest of the evening. I grab a chocolate croissant, eggs and coffee. I wonder how often Eleanor makes breakfast for Harrison plus one. I must make it a point to contact her today and thank her for the lovely breakfast. I quickly finish and head to clean up. I can still smell the mixture of sex and Harrison on my body.

  Chapter Nine

  I head out to 5th Avenue and look at the list Harrison gave me. All of them seem to be either on the same street or only a block or two away. Le Deux is the first on the list, and it is just gorgeous. A French furniture boutique, of course, how fitting. Everything in the store is amazing, luxurious and insanely expensive. Well nothing is off limits for Towers; he prefers nothing but the best. My purse begins to vibrate and I reach in and take out my phone.

  11:05 AM

  Harrison Towers

  How is your morning Danielle? Finding anything of interest?

  11:08 AM

  Me

  Doing well thank you, I am enjoying the city and all of your recommendations.

  11:10 AM

  Harrison Towers

  Good. Danielle I have a proposition for you. I would like you to accompany me to an event in Hood River 4 weekends from now.

  11:15 AM

  Me

  Harrison, I’m not sure. I will have to check my schedule when I get back to Portland.

  11:18 AM

  Harrison Towers

  Good, I will arrange my schedule. Make sure you book out the whole weekend.

  11: 20 AM

  Me

  Harrison, I haven’t said yes.

  11:23 AM

  Harrison Towers

  But you won’t say no.

  Damn him! He already knows how to get under my skin. Yum, he is so darned hot. Of course, I won’t say no, but I need to not act so into him! I decide not to respond back, he can wait and suffer through this. Shit. I forgot to ask him what is on the agenda for dinner. Well, I guess I too will just wait.

  The day passes easily and by 2:00 PM, I’m ready for a little pampering. I really am in need of a Brazilian and a pedicure. I decide on Harrison’s recommendation of the Four Seasons Spa a few blocks down. I start heading towards 6th Ave and decide to call Eleanor and confirm they will be able to get me in for a wax and pedicure.

  “Ms. Eleanor, hello this is Danielle Austen. Harrison gave me your-”

  “Ms. Austen, good to hear from you. How can I be of service, my dear?”

  “First, breakfast was just divine, thank you.”

  “You are welcome, dear. Are you finding everything alright in the city?”

  “Oh yes, thank you. I would love get into The Four Seasons Spa for a quick wax and pedicure. Are you able to arrange that?”

  “Of course Ms. Austen, would 3:00 PM work for you? They have a wonderful steam and sauna at the spa to relax in before your treatments. I will call right away and get you in.”

  “Just like that, huh?”

  “Mr. Harrison has a special relationship with the Four Seasons, Ms. Austen. I will book your appointment right away. Oh, and Ms. Austen... Pardon me for being forward, but it is nice to see Mr. Towers entertaining a lady friend. It has been a long time since… Well… I will see to that appointment for you.”

  “Oh, thank you, Ms. Eleanor.” I didn’t expect Eleanor to be an older woman. She sounded like she could be in her late 60’s calling me dear and all. Well I’m glad it isn’t some gorgeous hotty toddy cooking us breakfast and arranging my waxing appointment!

  The phone clicks off. Oh, my. Did I just hear what I think I heard? Towers doesn’t seem to have brought anyone to his New York home for a while. Why would she say something like that to me if he had? Okay, this is just confusing to digest for a small town girl. I think a good steam could do some good right about now.

  I head back to Towers’ apartment around 5:00 PM. Freshly waxed, all smooth and feeling sexy. Still no text from Harrison. Hmmm. Well, I think I’ll take a long bath and have a glass of that Don that is chilling in the fridge.

  I enter the apartment and all is still and quiet. Harrison hasn’t made it back from his meetings. Good, this gives me time to freshen up before our night out. The kitchen has been cleaned, and all the dishes on the terrace have been cleared. Eleanor must have come back to pick up. On the counter is the chilled bottle of Don in an ice bucket, champagne glass and a fruit and cheese plate. This is just what I need right now, a little champagne and a snack to pump me up for another wonderful evening on the town.

  I pour the Don all the way to the rim of the glass and head back to the master. The bathroom is lavished with plush towels, luxurious bath products and quite a few candles surrounding the tub, none of which have been lit before. I open the drawer in the double vanity and find a washrag, bath gel and matches with the name River Cafe on them. The pack is brand new as well. I light each and every candle in the bathroom, draw the bath hot and pour in a good amount of body wash to create some bubbles to soak in. I slip out of my dress, grab my champagne on the vanity and slide in. The jetted tub is huge, plenty of room to lie out completely. The warmth of the water against my freshly waxed skin feels amazing and naughty at the same time. I had always shaved before, but for some reason Towers has sparked this sex goddess in me and I needed to feel the part. There is a remote control attached to the side of the tub. I grab it and press play. The surround sound instantly turns on and something seductive and relaxing plays out of the speakers in the ceiling. I have no idea where the main control unit is, and I don’t care. Anything to take my mind away is good right now.

  I down my champagne and start to move my hands up and down my body. The warmth of the water hits my “P” as I spread my legs and makes my body needy and wanting to cum again. I take two fingers and start playing with my clit, drawing small circles at the tip then taking my middle finger and rubbing in the middle as I throw back my head and savor the fact that I am going to make myself cum in Harrison’s bath tub. My breathing starts to quicken as I prepare my body to climax around my fingers.

  “Don’t you think I should be the one to finish you off, Ms. Austen?”

  There he is, standing in the middle of the bathroom, staring at me with those intense blue eyes as he loosens his tie. I continue to rub my clit as our eyes stayed locked.

  In a matter of seconds, his clothes are on the floor and his cock is hard. Those abs, god those luscious chiseled abs and arms are enough to make me cum right now.

  He climbs into the bathtub but sits on the opposite side of me. He puts each one of his long legs on either side of my hips. I keep pleasuring myself as our gazes remain locked on one another. I can tell he is stroking his cock under the water as well. He starts massaging the middle of my left foot at the pressure point as I rub my swollen clit and I feel that it will make me cum at any second.

  “Shit, god that feels too damn good,” I say softly while my muscles tense up and I moan loud so that it echoes against the bathroom tiles.

  “Don’t cum Danielle. I don’t want you to cum yet.”

  I stop rubbing my clit and push myself onto my knees, exposing my hard nipples. I push his legs together and bring both ha
nds up to cup my breasts while I straddle my “P” over his knees. I start to slowly rub my smooth “P” back and forth over his knees. Teasing him like he teased me this morning. He groans loudly and continues to stroke his cock.

  I climb up higher onto him and straddle his hips, positioning my “P” so it rubs on the base of his cock as I slide up and down its hard length. I lean over and whisper in his ear, “I want your cock to fill every inch of me. Fill me up, Harrison, fill me up with your hard cock.”

  With that, he grabs the back of my head and pushes me into his soft firm lips and starts to kiss me violently. His tongue craves mine and his erection grows thicker and harder. I take his cock in my hand and start to stroke it as he grabs my breasts, squeezing hard and gripping my erect nipples so that he can roll them between his fingers. I take his cock in my hand and pull away from his lips. I straighten up on top of him, arch my back and insert the head of his cock into my “P” ever so slightly. I rub the head of his cock on my swollen lips, teasing him now. I can tell that he is not used to not being in control. He thrusts his hips up to push himself into me as he growls. I pull back and take each of his hands and place them on the grooves in the tub. Holding his wrist down firmly with my hands, I push his cock deeper into me, then pull out, teasing every vein in his hard cock.