by Alexis Gold
Alexander held his hand out to her and she slipped hers into it. He twined his fingers with hers and walked her through the living room into a library that was walled with dark wooden shelves filled with books. There was a large desk with a Tiffany lamp on it, and an antique looking telephone. At the far end of the room there were two long leather sofas that faced each other, and in between them was a glass table with a gold base.
They walked through the library to a doorway and Alexander opened the glass door and led her through it. There was a deck with a spiral staircase, and he stepped aside and ushered her up the stairs in front of him. The air was cool, and the night was dark and inviting. She had no idea where he was taking her, but every step had shown her beauty she had never imagined, and she wanted to keep going.
As she reached the top of the stairs, there was a small gate, which was already opened. She stepped through it and found herself on the rooftop of the building, but the rooftop was unlike any other she had ever seen or imagined before. The entire rooftop was one enormous garden, complete with paths and walkways, fountains, trees, bushes, flowers, and a glass gazebo which had a raised roof and was built in the shape of an octagon.
She felt his hand on her lower back and she turned to stare up at him as he smiled down at her. “This is incredible! I’ve never seen anything like this!” she laughed in her amazement.
He nodded and shrugged. “Well, it’s hard to find a good place to put a proper garden in New York City, so I had to buy the penthouse so I could put the garden up here.”
She blinked. “You bought the penthouse so you could put a garden up here?”
Alexander nodded again and laughed as he took her hand and led her down one of the pathways that would take them to the gazebo. “I did. I like to have a natural peaceful place to get away from the madness of the world sometimes, but I don’t really want to get too far out of the city, so when I don’t mind being in public, I go to Central Park, like we did.”
They reached the gazebo and he ushered her inside. There was a table inside it, covered with a maroon cloth and set with fine china and crystal. Every thoughtful touch that could have been added to the table had been added, from the flowers in the center to the single piece of chocolate waiting for each of them on their plates.
“When I want something more private, this works best for me.” He added, finishing his prior statement.
Mia gasped and her hand flew to her mouth. “I can’t believe this!” she spoke barely above a whisper. “This is the most beautiful thing… I…” she paused, unable to finish her sentence as she looked at everything around her in the glass room. It was warm, and there were candles of varying sizes and shapes placed all over the room. There were vases of the same red roses that he had brought to her, each one set at different intervals on pedestals at the perimeter of the room. It seemed to her that it must be from some kind of dream.
“How…” she tried to ask, but he just pulled out her chair and gave her a wink.
“I thought we’d have a nice dinner up here. You enjoyed Central Park with me so much that I thought you might like it up here too.”
“I love it,” she answered with a wide grin as she took the seat he offered her. He sat near her at the table and reached for the bottle of champagne chilling in the bucket beside the table. He popped the cork and poured each of them a glass of it, and lifted his to her in a salute.
Mia loved the bubbles as they cascaded over her lips and tongue, and she grinned thinking about how the night was starting out. It was overflowing with romance, and she was sure that this was going to be the night that he finally made love with her. She could win the challenge, and then she could go to Italy for a long visit.
The only thing she hadn’t figured out was how she was ever going to get him off of her mind. He had somehow lodged himself in it firmly, and it didn’t matter what she did, she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him, or dreaming of him. Mia hoped deep down that after the challenge was won, he would fade from her thoughts, but as she sat there with him, sipping their champagne and talking, she began to wonder if she really did want all of what they were sharing together to end when she had reached her goal.
A waiter appeared through the doorway and began bringing them their meal. Mia watched in awe as each course was brought in separately, and each one proved to be better than the last. She was certain that somehow she must be dreaming. The soft strains of a violin sounded and she turned to see a violinist with his instrument standing near the doorway of the gazebo, playing just for them.
When the meal was over and the table was cleared, Alexander took her hand and led her out of the gazebo back into the garden on the rooftop. He wrapped his arms around her and began to dance with her to the music that the violinist played. As he held her close to him, she closed her eyes and breathed him in. His scent was the same as it had been the first night that they had danced together, and it filled her mind with all the sweet memories of that night as they made new memories together, dancing on the rooftop together.
As the music played, he nuzzled his mouth close to her ear and brushed his lips as delicately as a feather over her skin. She drew in her breath and a smile formed on her lips as she closed her eyes and let her head fall back. Every place that his lips touched began to send waves of heat through her and with every kiss she wanted more. His mouth moved down the side of her neck until he reached her shoulder, and then he lifted his chin and brought his mouth to meet hers, pressing his lips against hers and tasting her softly and tenderly.
Alexander slid both of his hands to her back and pressed against it, drawing her snugly against him, and as he did so, she grew breathless, wishing that there was nothing between them. His kiss deepened and from deep in his chest a soft groan sounded, making her heart beat just a little faster. She let herself believe that this was going to be the night that they would finally be together, and anticipation began to burn through her.
“Mia….” He whispered her name against her lips as his mouth moved over hers. Her lips sucked and pulled at his sensually and he breathed her name again. “Mia….” A moment later he lifted his mouth from hers just a little way and gazed into her eyes as he held her close. “I’ve tried my best to resist you, to wait until we know each other better, and you just don’t make it easy at all. Being around you, being with you is becoming like a drug to me. I think about you so often when we are apart, and I just can’t seem to get you out of my mind.”
His confession made her smile. She was relieved that all of her efforts hadn’t been in vain and that she had just as much of an effect on him as he had on her. His hands moved from her back to her face and he cupped it, his expression growing serious.
“I know you’ve wanted to explore intimacy with me, but we held off. I don’t think I can hold back any longer. I don’t think I can wait to be with you. I want you to stay the night with me tonight. Stay here with me, make love with me…” He trailed off, his eyes pleading finally for what his body had needed with her, and what he had denied them both up until then.
Fire melted its way through her belly and thighs, spreading all throughout her body with a speed and intensity that she had never felt before with him or anyone else. She smiled at him and leaned up to kiss his mouth. “Yes… Alexander, yes,” she said quietly, and he let his breath out in a gush of relief. He kissed her in return for a long moment and then took her by the hand and led her back down the spiral staircase and away from the rooftop.
They passed back through the library again and the living room, and he took her to another staircase that led up to the second floor. There was a short hallway that ended in a double door. He reached for the handle and pushed it open. They walked through together and she stared in wonder at the luxury of the space where he slept.
Thick curtains hung over windows that spanned almost every wall of the room, and in the center of the room was an enormous bed. At the foot of the bed, a few feet from it, was a long low glassed in fireplace. It had
already been turned on, and the room was warm, and the light from the fireplace danced and flickered along the walls and the bed. Mia saw that it made her red dress almost seem to glow, and she felt warmer on the inside of her dress than the fire that leapt and wavered before her.
Alexander walked with her to the bed and then turned to face her. “Are you sure this is what you want to do?” he asked quietly, looking intently into her eyes. In answer, she smiled at him and reached her hands up to the top of his shirt, fingering the buttons and pulling each one apart as she leaned up and pressed her lips to his.
He sighed almost inaudibly and reached his arms around her, holding her close for a long minute before she pulled his shirt off of him and then slipped his pants from his waist. He trailed his lips from her mouth slowly down her neck to her shoulder where he slid the straps of her dress off and then reached behind her back to where the zipper was, pulling it downward until the dress fell away from her body and she stood before him in nothing but her small red panties.
She smiled at him seductively as his eyes traveled over her body, lingering on her full breasts, and then lowered to her waist, hips, and thighs. He lifted his hands to touch her and from the moment his fingers met her skin, the desire for her that he had been holding back was no longer something that he could control in any way. His fingertips pressed firmly into her flesh as he touched and caressed her, running his hands up along her arms until he reached her breasts.
He cupped each one and lifted them to his mouth, taking her hardened dark nipples in between his lips and teeth, rolling them and biting gently at them until she cried out softly in need, and his answer was to kiss her lips with urgency as he laid her back in his bed, moving himself above her and resting his body against hers.
Mia reached her hands to his waist to slide his boxer briefs down off of him. The moment had come. She would have the answer to the question that was on her friends’ minds, and the reason she was laying beneath him just then. She could feel the firmness of him pressing on her, but it wasn’t until she slid his last article of clothing off and reached her hands down to touch him that she got her answer.
The rumors were completely true. Alexander’s erection was enormous. She gasped as her fingers closed around it and her eyes widened, feeling the throbbing heat in her palms. He looked at her with a concerned expression and paused in his soft kissing of her breasts.
“Are you all right?” he asked with wide eyes.
She stared back at his chocolate brown gaze. “Yes… I just… you’re so… big!” she said in a whisper.
He pushed himself up just a short way from her and looked at her seriously. “Am I too big for you? If I am, we can figure something else out.”
Mia’s mouth curved into a grin as she shook her head slowly from side to side. “Oh no… you’re just right for me.” She spoke in a hushed voice as she leaned up and brushed her lips over his. She began to stroke her fingers over his shaft and as pleasure overtook him, he laid back down with her and closed his mouth around her nipples once more, moaning softly as she rubbed her fingertips against him.
Not fully satisfied with gorging himself at her breasts, his kisses moved downward over her belly to the hem of her red panties. He massaged his thumbs back and forth over the tender core of her, making her arch her back and moan. He reached for the edges of the material and tugged it down off of her, until she was nude before him.
Placing his hands against her inner thighs, he spread them, kissing along them until he reached her soft folds. Parting his lips, he began to suck at her and kiss hungrily, his tongue tracing the outer lines of her, teasing and taunting before he slipped his tongue into her, maneuvering it so deftly that she began to push her hips up against his mouth, meeting him as he tasted her deeper.
Moaning louder as the pleasure he gave her compounded, she reached her hands down and raked them through his hair, twisting her fingers in it and tugging as his tongue brought her to a climax and she cried out, every muscle in her tightening stiffly.
At the sound of her release, he rose up above her, moving his body between her legs, and he carefully positioned the head of himself at her entrance. “I’m going to take my time with this at first,” he said softly as he gazed down at her, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She drew in her breath, wondering how it would be, and a moment later, she found out as he began to push himself into her inch by inch, so slowly and gently, as her body gradually acclimated to his size and she was barely able to take him. She closed her eyes as he entered her, lifting her chin and tilting her head backward; it felt so good to her and even the little bit of pain she felt made her want more of him.
When he was finally inside of her fully, he began to move, still slowly, still carefully, until she was able to move with him, and as she did she knew she had never before felt pleasure like she was feeling with him inside of her. He gasped and moaned in chorus with her and they closed their arms around each other as their bodies rocked and swayed, their movements growing swifter as the waves of pleasure they shared overwhelmed them.
Alexander began to move faster in her and she matched his urgency and need with her own, feeling fire between them and sweat beading on their skin everywhere it touched. She lifted her hips to meet his, drawing him fully into her, and as she did so, he cried out and shuddered, groaning with intensity and she knew he was going to reach his ultimate pleasure. The knowledge of it brought her to another orgasm, and as she began to tremble in his arms, he flooded her with his own orgasm, and they clung to one another fiercely, barely able to breath, totally unable to move, both of them lost in each other, and in the bliss they had created together.
Their bodies finally relaxing some, he nearly collapsed as he laid beside her, and they both tried to catch their breath. She had never felt desire or pleasure or completely overwhelming satisfaction until that night with him, and it was almost incomprehensible to her.
She looked at him and promised herself that she would not let the tears at the back of her eyes be brought forth. She lowered her lashes and breathed deep, and he touched her cheek lightly and smiled at her.
“I’m glad that we waited at least a little while, but if I had known it would be that incredible with you, I would have taken you on the very first day.” He chuckled a little. “You are as beautiful inside as you are on the outside, and that was one of the most powerful and amazing experiences in intimacy that I have ever had.”
He leaned close to her and kissed her forehead and then kissed her mouth. “Get some sleep, beautiful lady,” he said quietly, and she promised herself that she would not go to sleep, because she never went to sleep at any man’s home ever; she always went home and slept in her own bed, but being there beside him calmed her, soothed her soul, and she found herself completely at peace.
Breathing deeply, she gazed at him for a few long moments, and then before she knew it, she had fallen sound asleep. Alexander kissed her forehead once more and then pulled the duvet up over her and wrapped her gently in his arms and she nestled against the muscled wall of his chest, and they both dreamed of each other.
Light streamed into the room through all of the windows, warming everything that it touched, including Mia’s foot as she stretched the one leg that she had sneaked outside of the covers. She yawned and stretched moving her body a little and then she opened her eyes and looked around.
At first she thought that she must still be dreaming; her dreams had been so hot and so sweet, but then she realized that she was not in her room. She was still in Alexander’s bedroom, and as her heart began to pound and her eyes widened, she turned her head slowly and looked over to see him sleeping soundly next to her.
Panic clutched at her and she gasped and began to carefully slide herself from the bed when she felt two strong hands on her waist, pulling her back to the center of the bed.
“Where do you think you’re sneaking off to?” his deep voice sounded in her ear. She could hear the hunger in his voice, and a
moment later she could feel the rock hard stiffness of it on her hip.
She laughed lightly, or as lightly as she could. “I was going to go home. I didn’t want to wake you,” she admitted.
He made a low sound that might have been some sort of growl or grumble. “You aren’t going anywhere until I take you again,” he said firmly, and before she knew what was going on, he had her flat on her back and he was between her thighs again, rubbing himself against her body as his mouth captured her nipples. She felt herself begin to ache for him, and in no time at all she was moist and ready for him, and he knew just the right moment to enter himself into her again, sliding the tip of his erection in, followed bit by bit, inch by inch, of the fullness of him until he had filled her completely.
They were more familiar with each other in the morning, and it showed in their lovemaking, in the movements they made and in the uninhibited way they rocked their bodies and succumbed to the fire between them. He brought her to the hilt of pleasure, making her climax over and over until she was positive that she would not be able to breathe or move, and it was just as overwhelming pleasure began to weaken her that he gasped and cried out in release, spilling all of his heat and pleasure in the depths of her.
They fell back into the bed and as their breathing slowed and their hearts began to return to a regular beat, he leaned over to her and kissed her gently. “I’m not sure I’m going to be able to get enough of you,” he said with a wink and a smile. He took her hand in his and after sharing a few more intimate sentiments with each other, he fell into a deep sleep and she watched him for a long while before she slid from his bed successfully, cleaning and dressing herself. She left a note for him on her pillow, and quietly left his penthouse and the tall building that it was in.
Mia had a taxi take her home, and as she settled herself into a hot bath, she thought back over the night she had shared with him and wondered how she was ever going to be the same again. She realized as she soaked in the steaming water and bubbles that she had only considered that she would sleep with him once and then leave. It had never occurred to her that she would ever think about more than that with him, but as she let the hot water relax every part of her, she began to think that she might be interested in more than just a one night stand with Mr. Alexander Daniels.
