Glass Towers: Surrendered (23 page)

“Oh, I can’t wait!” Clarke squeals as she loops her arm through Garrin’s.

“Well, since you ladies didn’t get to eat, let’s see if cook can whip up some lunch.” Harrison disappears into the kitchen, and I lay my head down on the sofa.

My mom walks over to me. “Honey, I think Mr. Towers has a good plan. You just have to wait it out until Monday. Hopefully, the restraining order and the law suit will help her snap out of it. You look exhausted, why don’t you go take a nap after you eat?”

My dad pipes in, “I think that sounds like an excellent idea for me too!” He tweaks me on the nose. “I know this is hard on you. Keep the faith honey.”

“Thanks guys.”

Monday morning is mayhem at its best.

“Danielle....Simone, are you ladies ready to head out?”

“We will be right down Garrin! Tell Harrison that I found the other snow boot he was looking for!”

“Garrin, don’t forget the wine and champagne! They are probably still in the guest house fridge.”

“Not to worry, Simone, I am pretty certain the alcohol was first to be loaded up. Hurry ladies; the car is waiting.”

Simone and I put the finishing touches on our outfits. Faux fur jackets, tights under knit long sleeve dresses and knee high snow boots. We look hot in our snow bunny outfits. Though, this is more her style than mine.

A little snowy getaway with Harrison. I can only imagine how romantic this will be. Even though Simone and Garrin are coming along, I know those two love birds will be all about each other. There is no doubt in my mind that we will have sufficient alone time in Mont Tremblant.

Simone and I grab the last bit of our luggage, and the boys load it up in the stretch hummer. In total, we have six suitcases, four cases of wine and champagne,
skis, snowboarding gear, and two bodyguards piled in with us. All packed up and belted in, and we are off.

The hour and a half drive up to Mont Tremblant is just beautiful. The snow-covered trees and city are magical. I feel as if I am in a winter wonderland. Thank god, we are in a huge stretch SUV in these driving conditions.

Mont Tremblant is a world-class resort city in the Laurentian Mountain’s of Quebec, Canada. Harrison has prepared me well for the beauty and adventure that we are going to encounter over the next two days. I am really enjoying Canada. I can now picture myself living between here and Oregon. Honestly, this really is the best of both worlds.

Harrison grabs my hand, and throws his other arm over my shoulder. He holds me close the whole ride. Thing 1 and Thing 2 are riding up front, and they will be our security team on the mountain. Garrin and Simone sitting across from us could not be more fun. She literally drives Garrin insane, in a good way. The banter back and forth, and the sexual tension is so high that  it really is just comical.

“Hey H., care if I pop some of this bubbly chilling back here?”

“Of course, please do.”

Garrin hands Simone a glass, and Harrison two glasses.

“Mrs. Towers, care for a glass?” Harrison extends the chilled glass of bubbly to me.

“Why, Mr. Towers, don’t mind if I do.” I love the sound of that. Ah, Mrs. Towers. Who would have thought?!

Garrin raises his glass, “To a wonderful trip, amazing friends and family” as he nods to Harrison, “Here’s to a new chapter in all our lives.”

About an hour and a half later, we start to make our way into Mont Tremblant.

Harrison whispers into my ear, “
Ma belle fille
, we are here. I almost wish we were alone, so we could go for a round right now.”

He places his hand on my leg and squeezes it firmly as he says that. My lord, when he speaks French to me, I just want to assault his lips immediately. I am starting to get all hot and bothered remembering another time that we rode in a limo together. We sure didn’t do much talking in that Palm Springs limo. That had to be one of the most erotic experiences in the history of transportation. Damn him. A man with an accent is by far one of the sexiest things on earth. Such a turn on. Note to self, I really need to download a translator app.

We pull into the main entrance of Mont Tremblant and head toward the lake in the near distance. Everything is snow capped. Chalets line the streets. People are ice skating, snowshoeing and enjoying the winter wonderland.

“Just wait till we get closer; this place truly has a
je-ne-sais-quoi,
Danielle, that you will never forget.”

I can see in the distance what seems to be colorful buildings, in a hybrid style of traditional Quebecois and European Alpine resort style design.

“Wow, what is that guys?” Simone presses her nose up to the window to get a better look.

“Yah, wow, what is that village, Harrison?”

“That just happens to be where we are staying. This is Mont Tremblant’s pedestrian-only alpine village. The Fairmont, where we are staying, is right up from the colorful buildings.”

“Look! What is that? A ski lift running through the village?”

“Yes, darling. That is the Gondola. The panoramic gondola ride is what connects the lower hotels to the ski lifts.”

“How brilliant, Dani, this is just too much! I can’t wait! I feel like we are in Europe!”

“Ladies, just wait till we get on top of that mountain, the views are amazing. Simone, you and Dani will love the luxury boutiques, cafes and restaurants among the many outdoor activities we plan to try. Tremblant is quite the experience.”

“I am just going to need a big hot tub, after all this skiing,” Garrin says while laughing.

We all break out laughing.

“Garrin, which do you prefer skiing or snowboarding?”

“I’d say snowboarding. I’m not good at skiing. Actually, I have never really gotten off the Bunny Slope on skis.”

Simone just about pees her pants. “Oh gawd, we will
not
be riding the bunny slope all day Garrin. We may really need that hot tub. Your booty is going to be so bruised up after all the boarding we are going to do.”

We all bust up laughing again, as the limo pulls up to the Fairmont Tremblant.

The resort is so grand in stature. The pitched rooftops, old-fashioned chimneys and stucco exterior evoke the architecture of old Québec. This little city really is where old world charm meets modern luxuries.

“So, what do you think my love?”

“I am really excited, especially to be in this enchanting town with you.”

“Me too.” Harrison places an arm around my waist and pulls me into his chest. He whispers in my ear, “I am really excited to get these clothes off of you, Mrs. Towers.”

“Alright, you two love birds, let’s get on it. I am dying to get into that massive outdoor pool over there! How hot is that Dani!?”

“Ladies, hold on hold on. We have a day of skiing ahead of us. Let’s go unpack, freshen up and meet at the lift in an hour. We can visit the outdoor heated pool after. We all know Garrin is looking forward to that, so let’s make it worth his wait.”

We all proceed to check into our rooms. Harrison and I open the door to our suite on the top floor. I drop my purse and jacket as we enter. I walk in slowly and spin around, taking in all that I am seeing.

“Really? Is this really ours?

I turn to Harrison and he grabs my face with both hands. He kisses me so passionately and intensely.

“I wanted to do this to you the whole limo ride, Mrs. Towers.”

Gah! Yum. He is so damn hot, and he is all mine.

We make out for what seems to be an eternity. He has me pushed up against the entryway wall. His mouth and tongue slide over my neck and make my body tremble with anticipation and pleasure. His hands explore my body. Gripping my ass hard, he pulls his firm body closer to me.

Ah, God, I want him inside me now. “I want you, I want you to be inside me, Harrison.”

He looks at me as he slides his mouth to my finger. He sticks my index finger in his mouth, as he cups my hot sex in his other hand. My pussy pulsates on his fingers, through my tights. His mouth makes its way up and down my finger, as he bypasses my dress and tights and slips another finger inside me.

“Ah, you are so wet for me. Jesus, Danielle.”

I start to remove my jacket, which is zipped up the front.

“No, don’t touch it. Let me undress you.” He throws my hands down and pins them to the wall.

He works his lips over my collarbone. Dragging that skilled tongue from one side to the other. He starts to move lower, unzipping the jacket slowly, teasing me, one inch at a time.

I moan as he devours my breasts, taking each one in his mouth. I place my hands behind his head and pull him closer in between both breasts. Harrison pulls away. He looks at me, smiles, then kisses my lips again. All of the sudden, he has me lifted into the air and wraps my legs around his waist. He kisses me harder. I feel as if that hour and a half limo ride together has unleashed two beasts that have to be tamed by sexual contact. I hope our flame will always burn this bright.

He carries me over to the bed, and places me on my hands and knees.

Harrison drops down to his knees and starts kissing my ass through my clothes. I lean forward into the bed, as he runs his hands over my ass. In one moment, Harrison rips the back of my tights. Holy shit! He pushes me farther down into the bed, so my ass is up high and exposed. God damn, this is hot. So primal and in control. I could never get tired of this. He starts to eat me out through my panties from behind. Taking his sweet tongue and running it over my panties to get my pussy warmed up. I know I am soaking wet by now, I can feel it drenching my panties. He takes one finger and moves my lace panties to the side. He darts his tongue inside me and the pleasure is almost unbearable. He grabs my hips and pushes his face farther, working my wet sex as if he hasn’t had it in a long time.

Then the damn room phone rings. Really? What a way to ruin the mood!

“We better get that, Harrison. As much as I don’t want to, it is probably Simone or Garrin.”

“Hello? Yes guys, we will be down in 10, just freshening up!” I am trying to hurry off the phone.

Harrison looks at me and gives me the most devilish look.

He mouths, “ I am going to take a shower.”

“Okay, Clarke, we will meet you by the lift in the village. Don’t forget your gloves and ski mask.”

I hang up the phone with Simone, and Harrison has already ventured into the shower. I sneak into the bathroom and hop in the shower as well.

“Mr. Towers, you really had me going there.”

He turns, smiles, and grabs my soaking wet body. We resume our making out session. I just want him to make my pussy c
um so bad right now. He reaches down and massages my clit, then slides one finger in and out of me.

“You want this don’t you?”

I can barely breath, “Yes. I want your cock inside of me so bad.”

“You need to cum. I want you to look at me when you cum, Danielle.”

Harrison drops to his knees and starts running his tongue over my clit, flicking and sucking on it. I know this will be quick, since I was almost there before the phone rang. He knows how skilled he is to make me cum just when he wants to.

He slides one finger inside me, as I sit on the slate bench in the shower. It is cold, but the warm water trickling over us is so sexy. Our bodies glide against each other. With one finger inside of me, he pushes his tongue into my pussy. Working it so hard and fast, while he pumps his finger slowly inside me. My body is preparing for its final release. I grab onto Harrison’s hair and pull him closer, as I throw my head back against the slate wall behind me. My body is circling and thrusting up into his face. I can feel his eyes on me. He takes his other hand and presses firmly on my lower abs, holding the pressure. His tongue, hand and finger all going at the same time, throw me into an intense orgasm. He pushes his tongue farther inside me, as I cum over and over on his tongue We lock eyes as I am in the throes of the orgasm. His gaze alone makes my body pulsate and convulse out of control. I can’t stop cuming and it is all over my body. The full body cum I am so accustomed to when he consumes my body. I finally stop shaking, as my body slows. I push his head away from me and the look on his face says it all. My husband is a
Sex God
. He loves this, and he is so good at it. He runs his hands up and down my thighs under the warm water, as my breathing returns to normal.

“Now it is your turn, Mr. Towers.”

“Danielle, it is all about you today. I would love that, really I would; however, we have to be at the ski lift right about now.”

“Oh shit!”

“Don’t worry. We will have more opportunities to play later.”

I stand up and lean over to shut the shower off. I whisper to him, “I want that hard cock of yours inside me.”

His thick, hard cock is so tempting. Screw it. I need it now.

I push him up against the wall of the shower, drop to my knees, and grab his length. I take it into my mouth and start working it good. He lets out a long sigh as his head leans back against the slate wall.