Champagne Showers (23 page)

“Oh the things we can do with this silk robe tie, Danielle,” he whispers softly, sending chills in my ear.

I turn to face him and take one glass of champagne from his hand. I drink about half of it down, letting the bubbles tickle my throat on the way.

I walk over to the chair that is tucked underneath a small writing desk and pick it up. I place it in the middle of the room facing the bathroom door.

“Take a seat, Harrison. Relax for a few minutes. I’m going to go freshen up a bit and then I’ll be out.”

I walk back into the master bath and lock the door. Okay where is the black corset and matching panties? No wait, I have already worked him over with those at the gala. Okay what else? Ah, yes the black over the knee stockings, garters, and yes the black and pink corset. What the hell, let’s get some good use out of this sexy number. I slide on my black super sexy fuck me heels. Oh, shit! I can’t forget the sapphires. He did want me wearing these with nothing else. How hot is that! Tens of thousands of dollars’ worth of jewels flickering on my skin in the candlelight.

I let out a long sigh of nervousness. Okay, when I walk out of this door I am going to completely transform myself into a sex goddess. This will help me get out of my head and into full swing sultry mode. Ava. That’s it. My new alter ego for the evening. When I walk out this door, I am no longer Danielle. I reach into my overnight bag and take out the box Harrison gave me. I throw the black silk robe back on and untie the box. Hmm, the silk mask. Was this for him? Me? This will be fun to play with. I’ll take the orange sensual gel out there as well. This may be for me more than him. Let’s see what he can work up with this.

I’ve been making him wait for about 12 minutes or so. I know the anticipation is killing him. I unlock the door and walk out towards him. I stop and take the mask out of my pocket. The look on his face is of complete amusement. I undo the robe and let it fall to the ground so that it pools around my feet.

Harrison lets out a long gasp. He starts to shift in his seat. I tuck the mask into the side of my panties and walk sensually towards him. The look on his eyes is like that of a hungry animal ready to tear off every single piece of my clothing with his teeth.

I advance towards him and to his side. I grab the glass of his champagne, take the last sip, and place it underneath his chair. I place my hand on his shoulder and run it down his arm, back up and around to his back. Just a little bit of gentle teasing and touch. He has no idea what I’m going to do to him. I walk behind him and blow out the candles on the console at the end of the bed. There is still enough light in the room, and this adds more of a sultry effect.

I walk back to Harrison from behind and place both hands on his shoulders. I lean over him, unbutton each button, one by one, and remove his shirt. His bare skin and body is tense. I run both of my hands down the sides of his shoulders to his forearms and up his carved chest back to his muscular shoulders.

I grab a few of his blonde locks of hair and gently and ever so slightly pull his head back to my mouth. His ear rests on my lips. “It’s your turn, Harrison. A little bit of surrender.”

I take the silk mask from my hipbone and place it firmly around his face, covering his eyes.

“Danielle, this was not meant for me.”

“It is now. Don’t worry, Harrison, just relax your mind,” I say in my best seductive voice.

Oh dear lord ‘Ava’, you can really work this! Ha! Being ‘Ava’ really is giving me an outlet to be in control and please him with a newfound sexual confidence.

So, he was going to use this on me. Interesting. The tables have turned on him. I know he hates not being in control. Let’s see how he handles being the one dominated.

I walk around him and sit in his lap backwards. The music is so sensual and the champagne is really kicking in. My hips begin to move in time with the music as I rest my hands on his hips and bend over his legs. He takes his hands and rests them on my thighs, moving them up and down. He can’t see. He can only feel. I glide down towards the bottom of his knees and bend over towards the floor, I feel him grasping my ass, running his hands over my back and down to my hipbones. He lets out a guttural moan as his grip tightens around my waist. He starts to undo the back of my corset, untying the laced ribbon as it loosens. He grabs my waist and pulls me back on top of his growing erection. I know this is turning him on, I feel like such a sexual goddess. He slides his hands down my breasts, pushing the corset down out of the way. He cups my firm breasts and slightly pulls them up and around. My head lies back on his chest on the side of his neck.

“You naughty thing, using the mask on me. You love this, don’t you? Letting all your inhibitions fall at my feet.”

I smile and tilt my chin up to nibble on his ear, tugging at the ear lobe. His hands reach further down to my “P”. Sliding his hands over my panties, feeling my wetness. I grab his hands and guide him back up to my breasts, and then down to my “P” again, taking back control. I take one of his hands and place his finger in my mouth, to heighten his senses. I suck and lick as his erection increases. He’s ready. Wanting. His breathing is rapid. The mask is intensifying all of his senses. I stand up and turn around to face him. I straddle his legs and grab onto his shoulders. I take the mask and gently lift it to his forehead, giving him a little view. I lean back, arching my spine and exposing my erect nipples. Harrison places one hand under my back, runs his other hand from my stomach to my chest, and stops at the Sapphires. He takes two fingers and runs them underneath the choker and up my neck, pulling a little on the necklace, bringing complete shocks through my body. He drags his deft fingers back down my neck and over my breasts all the way down to grab my “P” with his entire hand. He rubs and caresses as my hips start to circle to the rhythm of the music.

I grasp his shoulders tight and pull myself back up straight. I take the mask and pull it over his eyes, and he growls at being taken away from all view. I stand, still straddling him, and grab the back of his head. I place it between my needing breasts. He goes crazy, pulling me in tighter. Licking, sucking, grabbing them hard with both hands and filling them into his warm mouth. As he works my breasts, I start to work his cock, teasing him through his pants, rubbing my aching “P” all over his hard cock. He rises up to meet me as my hips slam down on top of him. He can’t take it any longer.

All of the sudden, he grabs me behind my waist and under my ass and picks me up. He starts to kiss me passionately as I remove his mask to let him gain his balance. I have unmasked an animal ready to take hold of me. He carries me, assaulting my lips all the way to the bed.

He lays me on the silk sheets and takes the mask off of his head.

“It’s your turn,” he says as he places the mask over my eyes.

He leans over and kisses me, planting his lips on mine, and gently biting at my full lower lip.

“Stay right here, and don’t move.”

I lay still on the bed as I hear Harrison unzipping his pants. He’s walking away from me. He comes back in a matter of seconds and places my hands above my head. He starts to wrap a piece of silk around my wrists to bind my hands together. I hear him climb off the bed and walk away again. I feel cool air beginning to fill the room. He has turned the ceiling fan on. Oh my god. The cool air against my wet needing "P" is going to drive me insane. My whole body tenses up as I pull on the silk tie. I’m bound not only with my hands together, but he has tied the silk tie above my head to something on the bed. Shit. I’m locked firmly in place. The cool air is about to make me cum and not only has he taken away my sense of sight, he has taken away my sense of touch.

I hear Harrison returning from the direction of the master bathroom. I had heard the water running for a few seconds. This making me wait is starting to make me nervous, but it’s also turning me on to no end.

I can feel the mattress dip as Harrison climbs back on.

He’s down towards the bottom of the bed. He starts to run his hands over my legs and up my thighs. All of the sudden, he pushes my legs apart and bends them at the knees to make more room for them to spread wide open. God! The cool air is now intensifying my arousal. He knows exactly what he’s doing. I hear a clank of the glass on the nightstand and then Harrison is plunging his tongue inside of my “P”.

I tense up and pull on the silk tie. Omigod, it’s wet and ice cold. His mouth is cold from what I’m assuming is water from the bathroom and it’s about to send me over the top. Cool against my wet hot “P”. His tongue works over my clit, fluttering over the top in circles as he plunges his face further inside of me. This man has an oral talent that doesn’t compare to any experience I’ve ever had. An oral god is more like it.

Harrison abruptly pulls his tongue out of me. The teasing is going to drive me over the top. He gently flips me over onto my stomach, still leaving the mask on.

I hear the clank of the glass for the second time. I feel his tongue at the base of my back where it meets my hips. His tongue makes small circles and then he draws it slowly all the way up my spine, wet and cold. It sends chills over my skin while bolts of electricity travel all through me. The intensity is too much.

I can feel his naked hard body now on top of me, straddling slightly over my hips. He leans down and pulls my hair off my neck. He starts to suck on my ear lobe, dragging his mouth over my ear and flickering his tongue on all of the sensitive spots up and down my neck.

“I told you I was going to work your back in ways you have never felt before,” he says in an authoritative tone as he pulls slightly on my hair. He reaches a million nerve endings and sets every last one on fire. My hips push into the cool silk sheets, dripping and getting them wet. Harrison starts back on my shoulders, running his tongue over every last inch of my back and body. Up my legs, down my thighs and over my hips. There isn’t one place he’s left untouched.

“Now, I want you on your knees, Danielle.”

Omigod. I’m going to cum so hard from having all control and senses taken away from me.

“You’re going to have to release my hands.”

He begins to untie my hands from the bed, but keeps them bound together. I’m able to balance with my fingers sprawled out and gripping the sheets. He isn’t relinquishing complete release of my hands.

I hear him fiddling with something. Not knowing what’s in store is absolutely thrilling, and letting Harrison softly and sensually dominate me is exhilarating. 

The minutes drag by, and it seems like he hasn’t touched my body in too long. He suddenly begins to cup my aching “P”. It’s ready to be taken, I’m craving my release and I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be able to take this.

All of the sudden, I feel one finger rubbing my clit and parting my wet tissues. It seems like there’s some liquid on his finger making me even wetter and his fingers glide easily over my “P”. Oh my. The orange lickable gel. That’s what he went back into the bathroom to get! How did I not see this coming!? The water running out of the faucet was to throw me off. Oh my. The warmth. The lickable lube is a warming gel. An edible warming gel... Good lord! The excitement is growing and now my whole “P” is warming up to a fiery sensation that promises to make my orgasm even more electric.

He removes his fingers from inside me and gently pushes my head down into the pillow, positioning my hips up with my head down at a slight angle. I feel him parting my ass and cupping my “P” again. He places one pillow under my knees to gain some height as he plunges his tongue once again inside me.

I throw my head into the pillow to hide my screams. The pleasure is now unbearable as his tongue works my “P” into oblivion. The fiery sensation is sending me into overdrive. In one quick movement, he removes his tongue and slams his hard cock into me from behind.

Ahhhh I let out a hard scream of passion. Shit! That feels so fucking good. Harrison grips my hips tight with both hands and he knows how close I am to climaxing. He shifts to a slower pace while he fills my “P” up, then takes it out only leaving the crown barely inside me. Then again, he drills it inside me. Deeper and longer strokes as I rock my hips to meet every thrust. My “P” muscles tense around him as I can feel the warmness and his erection combined. He starts to slam into me at a fast and steady pace, really holding me tight now. My muscles prepare for an intense orgasm to explode all over his cock. Letting out a long and loud scream of pleasure, I call out Harrison’s name and he cums just as my orgasm is about to stop. The start of his orgasm and that hot warming gel sends me into a multi-orgasmic state. We shudder and tremble intertwined with each other as I buck back into him with my back arched. Our breathing flows out of control as I drop to the bed and he collapses next to me. He removes my silk mask with trembling hands and he throws it to the floor. He kisses me tenderly on my forehead and then on my lips.