by Adler
I do just that, I pull on Harrison’s hair and lift his eyes to meet mine. He starts to tongue me harder and faster as our eyes remain locked. In a matter of seconds, my body starts to convulse with pleasure, and I scream out as I reach my climax. My eyes are rolling back in my head. The lock of our gaze is what put me over the top. Damn that is hot. My “P” is pulsating out of control, as my body begins to tremble with pleasure over and over again. I can’t take it anymore; I have to lift his head up as I finish my release. He takes one final lick, displaying his devilish grin.
“Jesus, Harrison,” I say with barely any breath left.
My body is still trying to recover from what had to be the best oral sex ever. God, I feel alive again!
I reach for my glass of champagne and down the remainder of the glass.
“Come on, it’s time to go for a swim. I need you wet in more ways than one,” Harrison says, as he pulls me by one hand into the pool.
“Waiiiiitttt....my robe!!”
In a matter of seconds, I am submerged in the warm infinity pool, with sweeping views of the desert mountains. My robe still draping off of my arms is soaking wet. Thank God the pool is heated. As we both come shooting out of the water, Harrison grabs the sides of my face with two hands. For a moment, I feel as if time has stopped, as we gaze into each other’s eyes. Those electric blues intensified by pleasure. He plants the most seductive and aggressive kiss on my wet lips. He is literally devouring me, biting and teasing my lower lip, which is sending my chilled body into overdrive. He is naked, completely bare in the water. Our skin touches and his hard erection presses against my belly. God, I want him, every single damn inch of him. I reach down and grab his ass, as he pulls my body closer into his. He softly kisses my neck, holding me close in his embrace. It’s almost addicting, it makes me feel so relaxed and sensual.
“I am going to grab some more champagne, Harrison, care to join me?”
I break free from Harrison’s embrace and swim over to the steps. I slowly climb out of the water, making sure that he has a good view of my body. The chill of the night air makes my hard nipples perk up, as the water trickles over my highly sensitized body. I can feel Harrison’s eyes burning through me, even though my back is turned on him. I walk over to grab a plush towel off the lounge chair. I hear the water swishing behind me, and I know that Harrison has followed me out of the pool.
“Allow me, Miss Austen,” he says from behind me, as he places both hands on my shoulders and nibbles on my ear.
He grabs something off the table and starts to place it around my eyes, “You just know when it’s silk. The smoothness over your eyes… your inability to see…the way it makes you feel out of control…your body wanting… your senses heightened… the control that I have over your body... just let go.”
I can’t take this. My whole body is about to go limp. The power this man has over me with just his words and his presence is immense. The tightness of the silk material behind my head makes me surrender. I have fallen for this man.
Harrison proceeds to place one hand behind my back and the other under my knees, carrying me to what seems to be a chaise lounge. Oh my, my body is chilled from the night air and simultaneously on fire from the desire radiating from my depths. He gently lays me down further. I hear the clank of the champagne bottle as it is freed from the ice.
Next, he takes both of my hands and loops them together above my head, with what seems to be another silk tie. So, those are what those red satin ribbons were in the basket for; more than just decoration.
The experience of being completely taken by a man is so erotic. I am at his mercy, and it drives me insane.
“Harrison, I....”
“Sshhh....just trust me, Danielle.”
My body jumps and arches, while I release a loud moan after Harrison drizzles champagne into my bellybutton. He adds a little more, and the bubbles are flowing to my side and cascading down to my needy “P”. The chilled champagne on my skin is so sensual. The bottle hits the ground and Harrison’s tongue plunges deep inside of me. He runs his tongue from my “P” up my lower abs, as he draws circles with his tongue. He continues licking a trail all the way up to my bellybutton. He darts his tongue in and around, lapping up all the bubbly. His tongue simply drives my body insane. My breath quickens and my body tenses, not knowing where he is going to next. His hands slide up to my full breasts, as he squeezes them firmly.
“You taste so damn good, Danielle,” he whispers closely to my ear.
His body presses against mine. He moves his hips in between my legs, to allow room for his hard cock. His length pressed firmly at my opening, as he assaults my mouth with his firm tongue. He eases inside of me, “I want to feel all of you. I need you, Danielle.”
He starts to pick up pace, easing his cock in and out of my tightness. His body merges into mine, as we move in unison. The silk over my eyes heightens every single nerve ending in my body and makes me desire this sex God even more that I desired him before. The things he does to my body, no one before has come even close to comparison.
I feel his cock getting harder and then a warming sensation fills all of me. I know by now that he is preparing to cum. His warmth sets my “P” off, and I start to begin my roller coaster of orgasms. My “P” clenches around his cock, and his primal moans grow close together. I start to lose control, my body tenses more, and I cum all over his cock. My body shakes in the cool air, as my orgasm continues. His cock is about to cum all over my “P”, as he slams harder and harder into me. My final roll of orgasm sets him off in convulsions, as I grab his firm shoulders and rock him into me. He is shaking. We don’t stop, until both of us are shaking uncontrollably in pleasure.
I awake to the sounds of the banging at the front door of the mansion.
“Shit! Harrison! Wake up! Who is here?”
“What? What time is it, Danielle?”
“It is 10am!”
“Well, we needed that sleep after last night’s marathon, huh?”
“Harrison! I know, but someone is at the door. Wait, do you think that is Clarke?”
I throw on my t-shirt and pull on my oversized sweats. My hair is completely rocked from the night of pleasure. Lord, I needed that!
I walk out to the front door and peep out of the hole.
“Yep, Clarke.”
I unlock the door, as she continues to bang her heart out.
“Okay, okay...I am coming!”
“Dani!” She throws both arms around me as she practically knocks me over.
“Clarke, really? The walk of shame?” We both fall over in laughter.
“Here, you are going to need this!” Clarke hands me a grande vanilla latte, my favorite.
“You are going to die, Dani, just die!”
“Clarke, I know you had an outrageous evening, but we have got to get ready for our flight.”
“Hold on is....”
“Simone, I am Harrison Towers. It is a pleasure to meet you.”
Harrison, who has entered the room behind Simone, extends his hand to her, and catches her eyes in a locked stare.
Clarke looks as if she has just seen a ghost. Oh shit! They have never met before. That fact has completely escaped me!
“Mr. Towers, the infamous Mr. Towers. The pleasure is all mine.”
I think she is just about to drop to the floor. I know she is thinking that this man is more beautiful in person than she could have ever imagined.
Harrison flashes that sensual, too-damned-good-looking-for-the-world smile.
“I am going to head to the shower and get ready, Danielle. My flight leaves at two. We can ride to the airport together, ladies.”
Oh yes, that is right, this whole sneaking around thing means we’ll be returning to Portland separately.
Harrison heads back to the master, and I practically have to peel Clarke off of the wall.
Once Harrison is out of earshot, Simone looks at me with an incredulous expression on her face.
“Hot damn, Danielle! That is the man who rocks your world. Well done. Wow. No wonder that Marion bitch, along with the rest of the women of the world, wants to land him!”
“Honestly, Clarke. Okay I get it, let’s get a move on, or else we are going to miss our flight.”
Chapter 24
The alarm on my phone is ringing and the last thing I want to do is get out of bed this morning. What an amazing weekend, but I am wiped out.
We returned to Portland late last night, and while I just wanted to crash as soon as we got to the house, I ended up arguing with Harrison on the phone in the wee hours of the morning. I look around my room and see my stuff strewn everywhere. I snuggle back into the covers. Maybe, I can snooze for a few more minutes. My mind starts thinking about the week ahead, and I feel like burying myself even further into the covers. Ugh! I have to deal with the decorating at Towers Holdings. I really hope the movers placed the furniture as I instructed them. I made floor plans that were easy to follow and left them with Harrison’s assistant, Hilary.
I hired Beth, my on-call assistant, and a few day laborers to help me with the install. Now that Marion is going to be at the offices, my goal is to have the decorating completed one day ahead of our original schedule.
Harrison is in charge of keeping Marion away from me. I do not want to have any contact with her. She had wanted me to decorate her office to her specifications, but I refuse to meet with her about that. She can hire someone else for that.
Just after I got home myself, Harrison texted me to let me know that her flight had landed. and she was on her way to stay with him at the penthouse. I just about came unglued, so I called him.
He didn’t even say hello when he answered.
“Danielle, I know you are upset.”
“Upset? Upset does not cover it, Harrison!”
My heart was beating so fast that I thought it just might explode.
“Look, she thinks that I have accepted this arrangement. If I tell her she can’t stay at the penthouse, how is that going to translate to her?”
“At this moment, I don’t really care how that translates. I cannot bear the thought of her sleeping under the same roof as you. Please tell me you have her in the guest wing?!”
At this point, I was shouting into the phone. I had not realized how loud I had become.
Harrison replied to my hysteria in an even, deep tone, “You need to calm down and don’t you raise your voice to me, Danielle.”
Gulp, now I had done it; he was mad. Well, tough shit, I was mad too!
“Of course, I have her in the guest wing. I have this well planned out.”
“Well, apparently so does she, and now she is shacking up with you. What’s next Harrison? I’ll tell you what: I would be willing to bet that she is going to try to seduce you next.”
He laughed, “Well that will be hard to do, if I am not in Portland, now won’t it?”
At this point I had no idea what he was talking about, “What do you mean? And, how come you are laughing? I do not see anything funny about this!”
“Well, it appears that I am suddenly being called out of town, to Montreal. I guess she will have to navigate whatever she thinks she is coming here for on her own.”
I thought I can actually hear him smirking over the phone.
“When are you going to Montreal?” Another trip to Montreal? Now that provides me a whole new set of problems to worry about. The last time he left for Montreal, my world came to a crashing halt.
“I am leaving Tuesday night, and I will be back by the end of the weekend. It seems she has to get back to Montreal for a convention, at which she is a guest speaker. Looks like we will only see each other at the office.”
“Oh, thank goodness this won’t be an extended trip.” I took in a deep, cleansing breath. “But just so you know, I am not happy that you are going to Montreal. Does she know you are leaving yet?”
“No, I plan to spring that on her when we are at the office.”
“Oh, I wish I could see the look on her face when she realizes that her plans to dig her claws into you have been thwarted!”
What I’d like to do, is just give her a swift kick back to Montreal!
“I can assure you, it is not going to be a pleasant scene. She wants to be in control. That is part of what this whole mess is all about.”
I sighed.
“Harrison, isn’t there any way you can have someone else finish this? I just don’t feel up to the job, not under these circumstances. I can already tell you how tomorrow is going to play out.” I fought back the threatening tears. “I have been scared out of my wits these past weeks. I just have been putting on a brave face, but I am constantly looking over my shoulder and now my cell phone has a log of unknown calls. Which, I am willing to bet are her doing.”
I could no longer hold back, the sobs came uncontrollably. I held the phone away from me, so he couldn’t hear my sobs.
“Danielle, Danielle? Are you okay? Danielle?”
I took a shallow, jagged breath, while my body shuddered. I tried to answer, but my voice hung up at the back of my throat. So I whispered, “No, I don’t think I am.”
There was a long period of silence between us, while I regained my composure and attempted to catch my breath. I needed that emotional release.
“Danielle, I have been unfair to you. Of course, we will find someone else to finish the job. I should have given more thought to how it would affect you, having her in the office.”
I sniffed and took another deep breath, while wiping my eyes with my sleeve. My breathing was still ragged.
“Harrison I don’t want to leave you in the lurch. How about if I send my team to do the install, and I’ll just say that I am sick. It’s a pretty straight-forward install, and when Marion has left, I will come by and add my finishing touches.”
“Sounds as if you have it all figured out. I can abide by those plans.”
“Good, I will call Beth in the morning and let her know what is happening.” I felt so much better. The thought of having to face my tormentor tomorrow was inspiring an insane amount of anxiety build up.
“I think Marion is here, I have to go. Do not worry, I am quite capable of handling her.
I feel the tears and anxiety building up again. “Ok,” I whisper. What else could I say to him that I hadn’t already said?
“Goodnight, Danielle.”
“Bye.”
Chapter 25
I look at my phone and see that it is 6:45 AM. I snoozed for another 15 minutes. I had better get that email sent off to Beth, so she knows what is going on. I grab my laptop and fire it up, while sitting in bed. I log in and type up the email in great detail, so Beth can oversee things today. I hit send then decide to send her a text to tell her that I am sick, and she needs to check her email for instructions. I have been working with Beth over the last year and half, and she is quite competent, so I have faith in her ability to handle today’s installation.
I send an email to my real estate broker friend, explaining what I am looking for and asking that she send me options via email. The hunt for a new place to live is on. After checking the rest of my email, I lay back in the pillows and drift back to sleep.
What seems like minutes later, I am awoken by something wet on my face that smells like kibble. Wiping my face with my hand, I open my eyes to see Henry’s face, his nose level with mine and his tail wagging. Oh gross! It is kibble that I smell. I sit up with a start; how long have I been asleep?! I pick up my phone to look at the time and see that I have missed probably a dozen calls and have several texts. And shit! It is 10:48 AM. I really slept. I sit on the bed for a minute, letting my eyes readjust. I look at Henry, who is now investigating my open luggage, the contents are spilling out. I look again and see a piece of folded paper attached somehow to Henry’s back. I climb out of bed and walk over to him. It says ‘Dani’ in Simone’s handwriting. She taped the note to his collar. I take the note and pat him on the head.
Dani,
Place is all yours. Be good. See you in a couple weeks!
S
Oh, that’s right. She has an out of town job on set for the rest of the month. I sit back on the bed and scroll through my texts and missed calls. Almost all of them are from Beth. She is in a panic. It seems Marion is meddling. A lot.
I call Beth.
“Oh my god!!!” Is how she answers.
“Beth, what is going on?”
She is whispering, “This woman is a total bitch. I don’t know how I am going to get this job done, if she doesn’t stop interfering.”
“Ok. What is she doing?” I say calmly, hoping this will calm Beth down.
“Every picture we have hung, she has told us to remove or relocate. I placed the silver vases on the entry table, and she took them and put them on that side table by the long sofa. She has one of the movers in her office right now, rearranging her furniture. And, she was up in the head honcho’s office for a long time, shouting so we have not done a thing in there yet.”
I smile to myself, oh that must have been when he told her he is leaving town. I should feel sorry for him that he had to deal with her throwing a fit, but somehow I’m not.
“Okay, Beth. I will get ready and be down there soon.”
She pauses, “But, I thought you were sick?”
I hate to lie, but I have to save this install and muster up my inner strength to face the bitch. “I am feeling a little better. I’ll be there within the hour.”