You met her, right?”
“Erin? Japanese sex The living room?”
“Uh-huh,” Danielle said, her tone amused as she walked toward the middle of the room and slowly spun around what looked like a fully furnished living room complete with several couches, chairs, and a massive television over a stone fireplace that you could walk all the way around. She was mine. The elevator will take you there too.”
I looked at her, “Gardens?”
She smiled at me almost piteously. She was dressed in a dark skirt with black leggings under it, with leather boots that climbed most of the way up her calves. “Yes sir.”
The sight of her leaning against the glass while standing more than sixty stories up made me uneasy. “Anyone outside that I should be worried about?”
“Nope. Both pairs of lips were completely coated in arousal. They shined with the same desire I felt. Fuck… being rich was so cool. I made her orgasm on my tongue, and
