Glass Towers, Shattered (Glass Towers Trilogy) (20 page)

Gah!  Oh Shit!  What!?  Okay, now who in the hell is spying on me?  Damn him!  I can’t even go out of town without a watch team.  What, does he have someone streaming live every play by play of my evening?  Honestly!

10:01 PM

Me

Harrison.  Do you have someone watching me?

10:02 PM

Harrison Towers

You know, Danielle, Jackson Blake is a good friend of mine.

Shit!  What is he up to?  Ugh, this man is going to drive me fucking insane.

Jackson leans into my ear, “You know, if you lived here, we would have already met by now.”

Oh God...not now.  Not with Harrison Towers keeping tabs on me!  One move and he will have the swat team dispatched.

10:03 PM

Harrison Towers

The things I would do to you with those heels on, Danielle.  Stand up.  Excuse yourself.

10:04 PM

Me

Damn you!  What the hell is going on?

“Miss Austen,” Jackson reaches his hand over mine and grabs my cell phone.

“This can wait, Danielle.”

Oh shit!  Harrison is going to freak!

“What do you mean we would have met by now if I lived here?”

“Danielle, it wouldn’t have been long before our paths would have crossed.  You are just breathtaking.  It wouldn’t have taken long for me to find you.”  He whispers these phrases seductively in my ear.

His voice and body send shock waves over my bare skin.  Great, where in the hell is Harrison?  I am surprised he hasn’t sent Thing 1 and Thing 2 over to my rescue.  Now, one of the most eligible, famous, not to mention straight designers is hitting on me, and I know Harrison knows about it.

Harrison knows him.  He knows Harrison.  Of course.  I am all alone and Towers wouldn’t be here to rescue me.  Sly, very sly.

My phone starts to buzz on the bar.  I reach over to grab it.  Jackson stops me. He places his hand over mine.  Oh, damn.  Not now.  Please not now.

“Danielle, you don’t want to answer that.”

“Jackson, I need to take this call.  Excuse me for one moment.”

I grab my phone and press the green answer button.

Before I could say hello…

“Stand up and excuse yourself, Danielle!”

Oh Christ! Honestly, now!?

“Didn’t you hear me the first time?”

I can’t say a word.  Harrison has me tongue-tied, and I can tell from his tone that he is pissed.

“Mr. Blake, excuse me.  I need to take this call outside.”

“Okay, hurry back.  I have some plans for us, gorgeous.”

Eww.  Plans?  You have got to be kidding me.  Mr. Palm Springs has already made “plans” for us.  Great, this is not going over well.  I push back my stool and turn in the opposite direction.  Since he had me pinned in on the right, my only escape was to the left.

“Okay Towers, what is going on.  Where are you?”

“Miss Austen, you are getting quite the attention this evening.”

I briskly pace through the crowds of people, straining to hear him through the noise.  The room is packed; music and beautiful people fill every inch of space.  I know no one.  Simone has disappeared with Richard Gere and Towers wants to play games.  My eyes quickly dart in and out of the crowd.

“Here you go, Miss Austen,” says a waiter, as he hands me a crystal glass of champagne.

“I didn’t order this!” I say, but the waiter just walks off.

“I did.  Drink it.”, Harrison commands.

“Damn you, Harrison, will you please...”

“Drink, Danielle.  Stop talking.”

I down the glass of champagne with one toss of my head.  God, that felt good.  Extra Brut bubbly, at least he knows what I like.

“Alright, enough with your games, Harrison.”

Still making my way through the crowd, I search for one of Harrison’s bodyguards.  I survey the room when all of the sudden, my eyes lock with his.  I am frozen and time stops when I see him leaning against a wooden support beam.  I can’t believe what my eyes are telling me. It’s Harrison, and he’s even more strikingly beautiful than I remembered!  My heart is beating out of my chest. He is wearing a cream straw fedora hat, with a white linen button down shirt and tan loose linen trousers, I think I may just swoon.  I notice several other women looking and wonder if they may do the same.  I possessively lock eyes with him as I walk over to where he is standing.

“Aw, there is my girl. 
Mi Amore
, you are stunning.”

The champagne is starting to kick in a little bit now, coupled with the French martini.  Liquid courage always makes me feel sexy and confident.

He pushes the end button on his phone, as do I,  and I advance towards him.

In a matter of seconds, he has me swept up in his arms and his mouth sealed over mine.  God, I have missed these luscious, mind-blowing lips and the feel of his arms wrapped around me.

He pulls slightly away and whispers in my ear, “Your skin touching mine, the thought just drives me insane.”

“Harrison, how did you...”

“Come on, there really is no time to talk right now.  I need to be
in
you.”

I feel my loins burning out of control, like a wildfire rips through a forest.  My god, I need him
in
me too.

“What!?  What do you mean?  Where are we going?”

He grabs my left hand and leads me down the grand staircase and out the front door.

“Harrison, stop! How the hell are you here, when Marion has her tabs on you?”

“I made arrangements to make sure that she is stuck in meetings this weekend.  She has no clue of my whereabouts.  I am all yours, Danielle.”

“What about Simone?”

“She is fine Danielle.  She is consumed with Mr. Ford.  I saw to everything.”

Of course he did.  I must admit, that I do love his power and ability to make almost anything happen.  Now I wish he could just make Marion go away permanently.  Now, that would be impressive.

He escorts me out of the front doors of the estate.

A  black limo, with smoked-out windows, waits for us at the top of the driveway.

“Is that for us?”

“Mr. Towers, Miss Austen...after you please,”  says the driver, as he holds the door open with a straight face.  The door closes.

“Harrison, honestly what is all this....”

In a matter of seconds, he has me lying across the back seat of the limo.

“I have missed you.  All of you, Danielle.”

His tongue thrusts into my mouth, seeking mine.  He kisses me so passionately that it feels as if it is the last time he will ever see me.   My “P” is wet and throbbing with desire.  I need him.  I have been daydreaming about him since I left Portland.

“I need you Danielle, I want to feel you...from the inside,” he whispers into my ear, as he runs one hand down my right leg and then back up my thigh.  He cups my hot, wanting crotch with his hand.  He pulsates his hand over my “P”, as his talented tongue attacks every inch of my mouth.

“Ahhhh,” I let out a loud moan. as he slips past my panties and inserts one finger deep inside me.”

Our eyes lock.  His intense blue stare makes me squirm.  I am going to cum just from the dominance he commands.  I grab him on both sides of his face and pull him closer into me.

“I need you to fuck me now!”

“Shhhh.  Now next time, do as I say.  You need to be punished.  Flirting with Jackson Blake really made me mad!”

“Harrison, I .....”

“Sshhh.  Don’t talk.”

Harrison takes a silk tie out of his pocket.

Oh no!  He is going to take away my sight.  I remember that night in Hood River, with the silk mask.  How I tormented his body with the mask, as he did mine.  That is one memory I will never forget.

He ties the silk tie around my eyes and pulls tight.  His hands begin sliding down the front of my dress, as his body glides down with them.  He pushes my sequin dress up to my belly, then over my head.  I am naked, except for my thong panties.  His hands run the length of my hips and thighs.  Forcefully, he pushes my legs wide open and runs both hands inward, from my knees to my inner thighs.  He slides his hands up to my belly and back down to my thighs.  My body tenses up, and I am instantly wet for him, as my back arches on the cold leather of the limo.  Harrison pulls my panties down and removes them.  He rolls down the window of the limo, until I feel a cool stream of air brushing my clit.  I remember the time he did this in Hood River with the fan blowing over my “P”.  The cool air rushing in to touch my “P” intensifies my arousal as my “P” pulsates with desire,

He gently plays with my folds, rolling them between two fingers.  They are now so highly sensitive that I may cum with one single touch.

“Danielle, the thought of another man next to you, drives me insane.”

“You are mine.  I have missed this sweet body of yours.”

“Harrison....I..”

“Sshhh, just relax.”

His tongue starts fluttering over my clit in circles, teasing it ever so slowly.  Starting at the base, he takes his expert tongue and runs the length of my lips, ever so delicately and sensually, sending my body into a ball of desire.

I think just fuck me with your tongue already, I can’t take this type of punishment.  Slowly, his tongue works in circles, as I grope around to grab the door handle above my head.  Still blindfolded, my sense of direction is thrown off by all the sensations in my body.  My hips move in time with each slow, wet lick.  He grabs me under both of my thighs and pulls my body close to his mouth, as he dips his tongue into my begging “P”.  I can’t take the mix of the cool desert air and Harrison’s hot tongue pushed deep inside of me.  My body is aching and convulsing with pleasure, as he works me over.  My muscles start to tense, as I am about to cum.  I am about to cum all over, as he fucks me with his tongue.  My hands gripping his golden locks, I prepare for my release.

He pulls away.  Silence.  I am panting and on the verge of cuming and begging for him to return.  He is denying my orgasm.  OMG!  I rock my hips up and my “P” pulses hard, waiting for its final release.

“Harrison...please.  I need you.”

I hear his zipper.  The window rolls back up, and the music flips on.  Exotic Sade mix always gets me in the fucking mood.  He leaves me there, not being able to see or feel him for a few minutes.  Not knowing what is coming next is about to drive me over the top.  I reach down and start rubbing my fingers on my clit then I stick a finger inside myself.  If he is going to make me wait, I am going to give him a show.

I slowly work my fingers over my hot wet “P”.  I take two and place them in my mouth, licking ever so slightly.  I hear him gasp and let out a slight moan.  That did it.  I can feel him nearing me.  He takes my two fingers and places them in his mouth.  Sucking and gliding his tongue up and down both of my fingers.  I take my other hand and start to play with myself, as he licks the hell out of my fingers, sucking up all my juices.  He releases my fingers, and I am guessing that he is watching me and my every aching move.

“Fuck me, Harrison, I can’t take this anymore.  I need your cock inside me.”

“I want all of you, Danielle.  Every inch of your body.  It is mine.  All mine.” He rasps.

I feel his erect cock against my “P”.  He begins sliding it the length of my hot “P”, teasing the living hell out of me.  He takes both of my hands and places them above my head.  He loves to be in control.  I love being taken control of, dominated and just feeling his body, without sight.  I can’t guess what he will do next. He knows exactly how to get to me by taking my tactile senses away.

His hands pushing mine together into the leather, as he unleashes his cock on the opening of my “P”.

“Ahhhh....”

My back arches, but his cock is not deep inside of me yet.  I feel one of his knees on the outside of my leg and his other leg on the floor of the limo.  He takes one hand and pulls up my left leg higher, plunging deep inside of me.

“I love your tight little pussy, Danielle.  Oh, how I’ve missed this.”

His cock is slowly sliding in and out of me.  I feel every inch of his erect length, filling me and pulsating inside of me.

Harrison lets go of my hands, and in one swift move, he has me straddled on top of him. We are  sitting on the leather bench of the limo.

I lean down to whisper in his ear, “I want to ride your cock, while you feel every inch of me.”

Having this necktie around my eyes is hotter than I remember.  I lose all of me in him.  The limo picks up speed.  Harrison’s cock presses against my belly.  I rip the silk tie off my eyes.  God damn, he is fine from his sandy blonde locks to every inch of his firm member.  I proceed to ride the hell out of him.  Faster, harder and deeper.  He throws his head back against the leather, as he grabs my ass firmer, and pulls me deeper on his cock.  My “P” gripping every inch of him, as his cock presses every nerve ending inside of me.  I’m riding him close, with my breasts brushed up against his chest.  I feel the warm sensation of his cock plowing deep inside of me.  We continue to crash into each other.  I pick up speed, as the car is accelerating, which sends me into overdrive.  I feel Harrison getting ready for his release.  I arch my back as Harrison grabs both of my breasts and squeezes them.  He lets out a sigh of ecstasy.  We both cum in unison, our bodies shuddering together.  Our heavy breathing slows.  He just holds me close and tight, like he never wants to let go of me again.