The Deal

by Sarah J. Brooks

  Liz kept him outside of her room and tried to say goodnight. Harrison couldn’t hear exactly what they were talking about, but Liz seemed to be pretty friendly with the guy.

  The Harvard guy was leaning up against the door frame with one arm to support himself as he leaned down to kiss Liz. He was a good looking guy, probably a bit taller than Harrison. He looked like a rugby player with a fair amount of muscles and Harrison did not like the way Liz looked at him. She liked this guy, at least for a moment.

  Harrison backed away from the corner so Liz and her guy would not see him there. He hoped that Liz would not let this guy into her room, because at that point Harrison knew there was nothing else he could do about the situation. He waited patiently for a few moments and then looked around the corner to see what was going on.

  The Harvard guy and Liz were in the midst of a pretty heavy make out session. Liz had her arms wrapped around his neck, and he was pretty aggressively kissing her. Harrison was about to leave in defeat, but something would not allow him.

  He wanted to be the guy that Liz was making out with. Harrison stayed in the hallway and looked at the two of them making out. Henry let his hands pull her dress down a little, and her breasts were exposed. Soon Henry had his lips down on her nipple, and he was using his other hand to slide her dress up higher.

  Harrison couldn’t take it any longer. How could he just stand here and watch this? Either he would have to stop it or he should leave. But Harrison couldn’t decide what to do. Desperately he wanted to rush over there and stop this craziness from happening, but he suspected that would not look good on him. Liz would wonder why he was there, why he had been spying on her. Harrison decided the best thing for him to do would be just to leave.

  He started to make his way down the hall when he heard Liz yell out.

  “No!” Liz said.

  Harrison hurried back and looked around the corner. Henry was trying to push his way into the hotel room, but Liz would not let him. As much as she had enjoyed her night out with Henry, she no longer wanted to be around him. He was pushy, and it didn’t seem like he cared at all about Liz. She was starting to think he would have asked pretty much any girl back to their place so he could get into their pants.

  “Ok, now. I really need to get to bed.” Liz was talking louder than she had been because Harrison could hear her.

  “Come on babe. Let me come in for a minute.” The Harvard guy suggested.

  Liz tried to be nice. She gave him one last kiss then turned to put her key into the door.

  “It was nice meeting you. Call me tomorrow.” Liz said.

  As she put her key in the door, the Harvard guy flipped her around and pushed her up against the door jam. He seemed to be pretty aggressive, and Harrison wasn’t about to leave with this guy acting like a jerk.

  “No more Henry. I need to go.” Liz said firmly as she attempted to push the drunk Harvard student off of her.

  “Oh don’t be a bitch,” Henry said to Liz

  “Really? Really? Go now.” Liz pushed him.

  “Oh come on baby. You know you wouldn’t have invited me up here if you didn’t want a piece of this.”

  Harrison couldn’t take it another second. He was about to step in.

  “You need to leave now or I’ll call the police,” Liz said firmly.

  With that statement, Henry gave up his attempt to get into Liz’s hotel room. Harrison hurried down the hall to the ice machine area and waited for Henry to get on the elevator before returning to Liz’s hotel room and knocking on the door.

  Chapter 7

  Liz tried to ignore the knock at first. She thought Henry just didn’t get the clue. But when Harrison knocked again, Liz jumped up. She was about the open the door and start yelling at Henry, but when she opened the door it was Harrison standing there.

  “Oh.” She said as she opened the door.

  “Yeah,” Harrison said. He didn’t really know why he had knocked on the door. He knew Liz was safe. He knew she would be fine alone in her room. But he had still knocked on the door.

  Instantly Liz wrapped her arms around Harrison and started kissing him. She had been thinking about him all night long. She had been drinking a lot also. She wished that Henry had been Harrison. It wasn’t until she was at her hotel room door that she realized she didn’t even want to talk to Henry at all. She wanted Harrison. She was mad at him for blowing her off, and she just wanted him badly.

  Liz stopped kissing him.

  “Wait, why are you here?” Liz asked.

  “I wanted to make sure you got home safely from your night out.” He said as he started to walk into her hotel room.

  Liz stopped him. She wasn’t about to let him into her room until she figured out what was going on. He had dismissed her totally all week long, and now he was here at her hotel room.

  “You could have called.”

  “I tried. There was no answer.”

  “Why did you blow me off all week?” Liz couldn’t help but get right to the point that had her so concerned.

  “I didn’t want you to think I only invited you here to sleep with you. I really did need an assistant.” Harrison said as he stepped back away from the hotel room door a little bit.

  “Well, it is probably for the best. I mean if Bella ever found out she would go crazy!”

  “Can I come in?” Harrison just wanted to sit down and talk for a little bit.

  “No. It’s probably better if we are not alone around beds” Liz smiled.

  “Yeah, especially since you’ve been out drinking all night.” Harrison started to walk away. “Well, I’m glad you are safe. I’ll head back to my place.”

  “No.” Liz didn’t know why she had blurted that out. She didn’t want to let him in her room because she knew for sure she would be unable to control herself around him. But she also did not want him to leave.

  “No?” Harrison smiled a sly smile that Liz knew what he was thinking.

  “I mean. I would like to talk. But I don’t think my hotel room is the best place. Should we go downstairs? Or for a walk?” Liz reached in and grabbed her sweatshirt. She still had on that very skimpy dress, and it had gotten cold outside.

  “Yes. Let’s walk” Harrison said.

  Harrison did think it was best that the two of them didn’t sleep together again. At least his logical mind thought that. His body, on the other hand, still desperately wanted to be inside her. As much as he thought he could control himself, Harrison thought it would be much better to go for a walk than it would be to sit alone in her hotel room together.

  Quite frankly Harrison enjoyed talking to Liz very much. She was wise well beyond her years. Their conversations flowed very smoothly.

  Harrison proceeded to take Liz on a walking tour of the downtown Boston area. They explored the college campuses and stopped at the local hospital to grab some coffee since they were the only place open at this hour. The two of them finally settled on a bench down near the harbor.

  “You are so easy to talk to,” Liz said as the two of them settled in to enjoy the stars in the sky.

  “That has never been said to me ever. In fact, I’m pretty sure my ex-wife said I was impossible to talk to.” Harrison joked.

  “Well, I use to be deathly afraid of you.”

  “What? Afraid?” Harrison looked puzzled.

  “Oh yeah. I would avoid being in the same room with you at all costs!”

  “I just thought you didn’t like me.”

  “Well Bella always says how perfect you are, so why on earth would I not like you?” Liz joked and jabbed Harrison in the side for fun.

  “I am pretty perfect” He winked and tickled Liz.

  The tickling would have been pretty benign but as Liz started laughing, Harrison continued to tickle her. She had an infectious laugh that he just couldn’t get enough of.

  Chapter 8

  Liz couldn’t take it a second longer and jumped up and sat on
top of Harrison to force him to stop tickling her. She wanted him, it was something she couldn’t control. Even though she knew it would be best for her to stay away from him. Being there, feeling his hands on her body. Feeling his fingers move around on her skin as he tickled her, she couldn’t resist.

  She tried to tickle him back, but Harrison did not seem to be ticklish at all. As Liz sat on top of Harrison, in her little black dress, with her legs straddling him, she started to realize how awkward this was. Well, not specifically awkward, if they were going to make out; or have sex. But it was awkward since they had agreed to keep things professional.

  Harrison’s body reacted instantly to having Liz on him like that. He really couldn’t stop himself. His cock swelled up with longing to be inside her. His pulse quickened with the hope that she would stay there forever. It felt good to have her so close to him. He wanted her there, but his mind knew that they should not continue with this. At least for Bella’s sake they should stop this right now.

  Harrison let his hands slide up Liz’s thighs. They were warm, and he wanted to put his lips on them. The urge quickly grew, and he didn’t think he could resist another moment. The thought of unzipping his pants and sliding his cock into Liz right there on the bench filled his mind.

  Of course it would not have been awkward if they were planning to be together again, but considering they had both decided it was best not to sleep together again. Liz thought she should probably get off of Harrison’s lap. Liz could feel how hard Harrison’s cock had gotten. She wanted to feel him inside of her again.

  In fact, her body got wet with anticipation for Harrison. Tingling sensations were sent throughout her body and for a moment she thought it would be a good idea for the two of them to just go back to her room and make love. She wanted to feel his rock hard body on top of her. Liz wanted to feel his cock thrusting inside of her again. Liz also wanted to keep her friendship with Bella though.

  Liz slid off of his lap and back to the seat next to Harrison. It was not what she wanted to do, but she did not want Bella to find out about them. If Liz could have the best of both worlds, she ideally would have Harrison and keep Bella as her friend. Unfortunately, that was just not a possibility.

  “Thank you. I don’t think I could have resisted much longer.” Harrison said with a smile. “Perhaps I should get you back to your room?” Harrison stood up and helped Liz up, and they walked back to the hotel.

  Liz tried to make small talk about the Harbor and the Boston area, but Harrison did not seem to be paying attention to her. He was busy looking off in the distance and seemed very preoccupied. His mind was certainly somewhere else almost the second they started their walk back to the hotel. Eventually, she just stopped talking, and the two of them walked silently back to her room.

  In the elevator Liz tried not to make eye contact with Harrison, She felt an overwhelming urge to kiss him again. It took every bit of self-control she had to resist. If she looked at him, even for a moment, she knew her will power would be gone, and she would be kissing him. Her body longed for him. It was like an inner voice calling to her to go to him.

  Liz kept herself as far away from Harrison while in the elevator. She could not throw herself at him again. It was starting to make her feel bad how many times she was throwing herself at him, and he was turning her down. She would resist every urge she had to do it again. No, instead of throwing herself at him she would start concentrating her energy on avoiding eye contact.

  The last thing she wanted to look like was this desperate girl who kept going after a guy when he clearly said they should not be together. She felt embarrassed enough for jumping on his lap down by the harbor. Liz focused her eyes on the ground and committed herself to actively avoiding any eye contact with Harrison.

  Harrison also made sure to avoid eye contact with Liz. His whole body ached for her. He just needed to get her to her door then turn and walk away. His mind raced with thoughts of what Liz felt like. He could feel her bare thighs when she sat on his lap; he wanted to feel them again. His body needed to feel her skin again. Harrison tried to think about baseball. He tried to think of work anything to keep his mind occupied.

  It took every parcel of self-control Harrison had to make it through the elevator ride. He knew it would be up to him to walk away. Liz had shown she was unable to control her desire for him; Harrison would just have to be the one who controlled himself. After all, he was a powerful executive who had made his fortune through self-control and discipline in all things he did. Certainly he could avoid having sex with his daughter’s best friend.

  He let Liz leave the elevator first, and he followed her down the hallway. Her walk enticed everything in his body. He wanted to touch her ass, her hips, and her thighs. His eyes locked onto her ass as the desire to feel it filled him. Finally, he had to just look down at the ground and try and avoid Liz altogether.

  Looking at the ground did not last long. When they arrived at Liz’s room, she dropped her room key on the ground and then bent over to pick it up. Harrison stopped dead in his tracks. Her bare ass revealed itself as she bent over. Nothing in his body could remain in control after that. Harrison had to have Liz.

  Chapter 9

  Harrison came up behind Liz and let his hard cock press up against her ass. Liz stood up and continued to press against him. He felt so good. His hands wrapped around her and started to play with her breast. Harrison let his lips move down to her neck.

  “I need you.” He said with all the desire Liz had hoped he still had for her.

  Liz reached her arm up around his head and pulled her body close to him. Slowly she started to thrust her ass harder back against him. He in turn responded by thrusting his hips harder against her.

  Liz fumbled with the room key as she tried to get the hotel room door opened. Finally, Harrison took the key from her and made quick work of getting the door opened. He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her toward the bed. There was no talking, just a primal need Harrison had to be inside of Liz that very instant.

  He leaned her over the bed and pulled her dress up. His fingers had explored her delicious wetness for a brief moment before he started to unzip his pants.

  Liz wanted to feel him inside of her. She didn’t care about their plan to stay away from each other anymore. At that moment, she just wanted to feel him thrusting inside of her. She reached up and pulled her sweatshirt off, exposing her naked back to him.

  By the time Liz had her sweatshirt off; Harrison had his pants on the ground. He held his cock in one hand and slid it into her wetness. Grabbing a hold of her hips Harrison tried not to cum instantly. His cock begged to explode inside of her, but Harrison wanted to savor this moment.

  He thrust a couple time and heard Liz let out a primitive moan. She pushed up against his body. She wanted to feel him deeper and deeper inside of her. Harrison knew he would have to slow down for a second or he would explode, so he reached around and let his hand play with her clit. His other hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into an upright position.

  His thrusts slowed while he enjoyed playing with Liz. One hand making her clit hard with excitement and the other pulled tightly on her nipple. Liz could barely stand, her body was so excited. She wanted him to keep thrusting his cock deep into her. She wanted to feel the sweet release of cum filling her up as she orgasmed.

  “Fuck me hard.” She said.

  Liz wasn’t sure what had come over her when she said this. It wasn’t typical for Liz to talk dirty during sex. She just couldn’t help herself at that moment. She wanted him to fuck her. Liz did not want to make love; she didn’t care about how fast he came. She just wanted to feel the hard pounding of him thrusting inside of her.

  Her words begged for Harrison to fuck her. He was trying to be sweet to her, but deep down he did just want to fuck the shit out of her. With Liz pretty much giving him permission, Harrison pressed her back down to the bed and grabbed her hips tightly.

 
He thrust as hard as he could.

  “Oh god.” Liz let out, as his thrust pressed deep inside of her.

  Harrison kept going. One thrust and then another as Liz screamed in sweet delight.

  “Yes.” She said loudly.

  “Fuck me…Yes.” She continued.

  It didn’t take long before Harrison was using every bit of energy he had to pound as deep inside of Liz as he could. Her words turned into screams of delight.

  Faster and harder he pounded. Both of their bodies becoming soaked in sweat as Harrison fucked Liz. With one final thrust, Harrison finished himself off, cumming inside of Liz. She collapsed down onto the bed with exhaustion and Harrison fell right next to her.

  “That was fucking fantastic,” Harrison said. Trying to hide a little pride he had for lasting that long.

  “Oh my god, yes,” Liz said as she pulled the covered down to try and slide under them.

  Harrison made his way to the covers as well and lay back so Liz could rest on his chest. He loved the feeling of her laying there.

  Liz caught her breath and let her body calm down a bit, but she wasn’t about to be done with Harrison. If they were giving up on this idea of keeping things professional, she was going to enjoy as much of Harrison as she could.

  They laid together for fifteen minutes or so before Liz let her hand wander down to Harrison’s cock. At first she just wanted to see if he would get excited again, but then she decided she wanted to taste him.

  “Liz. Oh, shit.” Harrison said as Liz slid under the covers and took his cock into her mouth.

  Liz normally was not a big fan of giving blow jobs, but it was different with Harrison. He didn’t expect it; he was surprised by it. She liked hearing how much he enjoyed her mouth around his cock.