Glass Towers: Surrendered (4 page)

“Yes, Danielle?”

“Don’t you think we are moving rather fast? I mean, it has only been a few months since we met.”

“Danielle
, I have been waiting an entire lifetime to find you. I spent many years mourning Adelaide’s death, and I am surely not going to spend another year without you. I knew it was you, Danielle, from the moment I laid eyes on you. I was hit over the head, so to speak. It was almost as if the angels were singing when your eyes caught mine. I know for a fact that heaven brought us together. We are meant to be; there is no doubt about that in my mind.

I threw back the rest of my champagne. Harrison
finished his.

His words amazed
me. All I could think about was how I wanted so badly for this man to throw me on the sand and make mad passionate love to me.

“How about you
, Danielle? What are you thinking?”

“I have never moved this fast in my entire life. However, I can’t see my life, my future without you by my side. I don’t think I could ever go on without you. I guess if it’s meant to be and it is right, then nothing should
slow us down. There is no interrupting fate, and this is exactly what it comes down to.”

The sexual tension was growing strong. I could see Harrison’s intense gaze lit by the candles.
His finger running intently over his lower lip, back and forth. I just wanted to reach over and bite it.

I stood up and poured myself another glass of champagne. I took a large sip, and proceeded to place it on the rock wall. I turned to look at Harrison.
He met my keen gaze and kept his eyes fixated on mine. I ran my hands over my chest, down my belly, and over my soaking wet sex. The tension between us was almost unbearable. Harrison threw back the rest of his champagne. I took both hands and slid my silk dress to my hips. I grabbed the material and wiggled it down to my ankles. I wasn’t wearing a bra, but I was wearing the white lace thong panties. The look on Harrison’s face was of a bull about to rage against a red satin flag.

I grabbed my glass of champagne and sat on the wall, crossing my legs. I started sipping
from my chilled glass. All the while, Harrison didn’t take his eyes off of me. I knew that was driving him mad. He was the one who wanted to take control of the pleasure that night. I took the glass, and as I took a sip, I let the champagne slip past my lips and drip down over my bare breasts. It trickled all the way to my wet heat. God, that was hot. That’s one of Harrison’s favorites, licking every last bit of champagne off of me. However, he didn’t move toward me. He just licked his lips, biting the bottom one, while shifting in the sand. I uncrossed my legs and began to give him a show. Running the cool, wet flute over my breasts, making my nipples hard and ready. I moved down, tracing the inside of my thighs with the glass and running my hand down my other leg. I could feel myself tense up and craved Harrison’s tongue inside of me. He was not budging. Damn him. I could tell, though, that he was thoroughly enjoying that power challenge.

I then stood up and walked over to him. I sat down on the low table, facing him with my legs open. I leaned into him and said in his ear, “Mr. Towers, I want to fuck you for the rest of my life.”

That did it. His arms jutted toward me, pulling my thighs closer into him. He ripped the panties off me and tossed them into the sand. His tongue was inside me in a matter of seconds. He sat up and kissed me again passionately on my lips and ears. He started to bend me back onto the outdoor table. My back met the white linens. His tongue began attacking every inch of me, from top to bottom. He held both of my hands down, as he worked his way inside of me and all around my pussy. Both of his hands ran from my belly, up to my breasts and back down again. I was about to climax, and Harrison could sense it. I glanced down at him, as he looked back up at me. I could feel my climax coming over my body when Harrison pulled his tongue out of me. He picked me up off the table, and once again, he  prolonged my damned orgasm.

“
Cheri
, I know you want to cum so bad don’t you? I want you to cum hard and long for my cock. Just wait, it will be the hardest cum you have experienced,” he said to me in a rough but sensual tone. He carried me over to the blankets on the sand. He removed his shorts and proceeded to grind his cock on my pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore. I slid my hands down and pulled his briefs down enough to free his hard, yummy cock. Harrison did not penetrate me. He just moved that fine piece of work over my wet, hot sex. The convulsions of my pussy were threatening to erupt any minute

He enjoyed teasing me too much.
I reached down and grabbed that hard, delicious cock of his. I grabbed the crown, and proceeded to tease him. I inched it around my wet opening and slid it inside a little bit. Harrison moaned and his body tensed. I removed his cock and began stroking the shaft, while kissing him intensely. I repeated my previous move, only this time, I stuck him in a little deeper. He had a look of pure torture on his face.

“Put me inside you
, Danielle. I want to be inside of you now!”

I grabbed his cock
. I wanted to make him wait, but I couldn’t take it anymore either. I slid him inside of me, and Harrison plunged it deep. Fucking me slowly and passionately, while kissing me all over. I pulled up my legs so they were higher in the air, and he could get even deeper inside me. I pushed him up a little, and flipped over while keeping him inside of me. I was then on top and riding his sweet cock in slow, torturous circles with my body. Hitting every angle and crevice. I knew where to hit it just right, making him moan in primal pleasure. I rode him deep, while picking up my pace. His cock was getting warmer and preparing to release his cum all inside of me. I arched my back and grabbed onto his hips to steady myself. My pussy was grinding on his length as every muscle in my core tightened, preparing for the roller coaster of orgasms that I was sure to endure. We came in unison, convulsing out of control, as Harrison grabbed my breasts and squeezed them hard while we came. His hips thrusted up to mine, as the aftershocks took over his body. I came so hard. It was the strongest, most passionate orgasm that I had ever encountered. I collapsed on Harrison’s chest. Safe, warm and in love. That was making love. The intense connection between our lips and bodies was indescribable. We remained next to each other, just holding one another. We listened to the waves wash ashore, while we curled the blanket over our flushed but chilled bodies

I must have fallen asleep hard that night, because the next
morning I woke up next to Harrison in the master bedroom. We were both lying together, our bodies locked. I turned to look at the clock, and it was 7 AM. There was a large dried starfish sitting on my night stand. It was white and so beautiful. I turned to Harrison and kissed his lips. He opened his eyes, gave me one of his gorgeous smiles, and let out a contented sigh.

“Ah,
mon amour
. You are quite the sight in the morning.”

“Harrison, did you carry me in last night? I don’t remember coming
inside.”

“Yes, I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful.”

I glanced down and spun the gorgeous ring on my left hand.

“Mrs. Towers, I trust you slept well.”

“I am really starting to like the sound of that, Harrison.”

“It fits you perfectly. I knew it would, Mrs. Danielle Towers.”

“Well then, when were you thinking we would tie the knot in the midst of all the craziness?”

“Today.”

“Today!?!? What? Have you lost your mind? How in the world would we get married today?

“Don’t worry
, Danielle. I have it all taken care of.”

“Taken care of? Wait, this is really going to happen today?” Okay
, now things
are
moving too fast.

“I wanted to surprise you
, my love. I thought you would be ecstatic about it!”

“Oh
, Harrison. I am. It’s just that I’m worried because there is so much planning that goes into a wedding and that is moving a lot faster than I had envisioned.”

“Well, actually, my plan was to have this wedding in the Caymans with just us, and another one in Montreal with our loved ones in a few months or perhaps this coming summer.”

I was just shocked. He planned a whole wedding ceremony from another country. I really felt like I was living in a fantasy.

“
Mon amour
, please...don’t worry. This will be romantic, and it’s all taken care of. We are going to have a wonderful outing today around the island, and when we return, you will become Mrs. Towers.” He gave me his megawatt smile.

“Just so you know, the big family wedding
that I would like to have in Montreal is all yours. You will get to plan everything. I want this Cayman ceremony to be special and stress free for both of us.”

“Harrison, I’m so excited. Thank you for always treating me like a queen. I can’t believe today is going to be the day that I officially become Mrs. Towers!”

I threw my arms around his neck and rolled on top of him. I kissed him, I knew that day would be the first day of the rest of our lives together. We proceeded to make love in the morning light.

We showered and got ready for our day around town. We hopped into the jeep with our bag full of sun essentials, towels and refreshments.

“So, what exactly do you have planned for us today?”

“It is a surprise
, my love.”

“Oh come on. Any sort of hint?”

“Well, you got a hint actually this morning.”

Th
is morning? Huh, what in the world? I really had no idea.

“You don’t remember do you? Good, it will be a wonderful surprise for you then,” he said with his eyes gleaming with amusement.

We drove a few miles and passed a sign that said Rum Pointe.

“Rum Pointe, doesn’t that sound fun?”

“Oh yes, we will stop by there on the way back. You have to experience Rum Pointe and Stingray City.”

“How do you know so much about the island?”

“Well, my family has been coming here for years. It is one of our favorite Caribbean vacation destinations. Everyone is so friendly, it’s clean, safe, and there are so many things to do, including some of the world’s best snorkeling.”

“Ah, I see. It does seem to be such a great family destination. What about surfing? Are we going to get a chance to do that while we are here?”

“No, the water is too calm. I will take you to Hawaii and show you how it’s done in the near future.”

He took my hand, “I do hope that someday we will
bring our children to this island. I know we will have such great memories to create here as a family.”

Oh yes! Oh my! Our children will vacation here. Those words were just sweet music to my ears.

We entered a long, narrow rock drive. It really looked like it was going nowhere. I had no idea what Harrison had in store for me. It ended at a rope chain fence with an opening just big enough for a car. We drove on through. The beach was to our left, and it was just lovely.

“Harrison, what is this? A park or something?”

“Just wait. I have to find the secret opening here.”

“Secret opening?”

There was a rope fence that blocked off access to the beach. Harrison proceeded to drive to the right, around a tree, over a few bumps and out we went! I could see the warm blue waters in the distance and a cluster of yachts on the other side of the island.

We jumped out of the car
, and it was exactly what I had been hoping for. A private beach, just for the two of us. No one around. Just the sand, crystal water and complete silence.

“Wow, this is unbelievable. How did you ever find this place?”

“My father actually used to take me here when we vacationed. It was our secret spot. Come, I want to show you something.”

We pulled off our cover-ups and plunged into the water. It was warm
, almost like bath water and very salty. There was a lovely beach and shallow water to wade and swim in. I could see all sorts of tropical fish. We walked out a little farther, and all of the sudden....

“Oh my, oh my, oh my Harrison! Come and look!”

The biggest smile had come over his face.

I picked up the most beautiful copper orange colored starfish. I have never been up so close to these in my life. You have to keep the body under the water so it can survive. I have only seen these in tide pools attached to rocks in the cold Pacific or in aquariums.

“These are just gorgeous, Harrison, wow. I am in total awe!”

There were eight more
, scattered where we were frolicking.

“Let’s walk in a little deeper.
” About five steps into deeper water, we came across more shells. The beautiful, colorful conch shell. That was just our luck. We found so many of those where the horses had taken us too. These, however, were coral and different shades of pink. We finished collecting shells, lied in the sun for a while and made love on the white sand.

The private beach was exactly how I wanted to spend my uninterrupted morning with Harrison. We played for hours on the beach in every imaginable way. Afterwards, we stopped by Rum Pointe for a quick casual lunch followed by a fun round of sand volleyball. We wrapped it up by more lounging in the hammocks that overlooked Rum Pointe. That had to be the most relaxing day, just the two of us, before we said our vows that evening