Chapter 83 Intoxicated Surrender
Fortunately, the elevator arrived just in time. Harrison carried Elena inside. Simon lingered behind, momentarily stunned by the sight before hastening to the reception desk to complete the check-in formalities.
Within a minute, Harrison had carried Elena to the presidential suite he frequently occupied during his business trips. He stepped inside, planning to put her in the bathroom for a cold shower to sober her up. Before he could act on this thought, Elena's behavior shifted dramatically.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her warm lips against his without warning. The unexpected contact sent Harrison's mind into a blank state. He had abstained from intimate relationships for years, so the moment her soft lips touched his, his self-control evaporated. Elena's subtle perfume enveloped him, hauntingly familiar—reminiscent of that one night years ago.
Harrison had meant to push her away, but in his confusion, he accidentally kicked the open door shut behind them. The heat radiating from Elena's body intensified. The drug taking full effect, a simple kiss no longer satisfied her desperate need.
Her restless hands roamed across Harrison's chest while she murmured between labored breaths, "I'm burning up... help me... please help me..."
As she spoke, her lips found their way to the solid curve of his throat. Harrison set her down, and immediately her arms encircled his waist. Looking into her unfocused eyes, he couldn't help but smirk.
He tilted her chin upward with his finger and asked mockingly, "Elena, is this the extra service that comes with the thirty million dollar surgery for my daughter?"
He'd expected that given Elena's personality, such a comment would halt her advances. However, she was too far gone under the drug's influence to register his sarcasm.
"Please," she mumbled incoherently, "I need you... I can't stand this... please."
Her hands began tugging at his clothes. Harrison felt himself responding to her touch, as if he too had been drugged. He found himself returning her kiss, cradling her flushed face as he whispered, "You're the one seducing me. Don't regret this later."
Elena nodded vigorously, the physical discomfort making her uncharacteristically forward. "No regrets," she murmured. "None at all."
As her words faded, Harrison lifted her again and carried her to the sofa. He loosened his tie, removed his shirt, and joined her, claiming her lips in a passionate kiss.
Her mouth was sweet and inviting, like cotton candy, impossible to resist. The taste of her lingered on his tongue, intoxicating him further. He savored the sensation as his kisses traveled down her neck to her collarbone. When his tongue teased her sensitive nipples, Elena's body trembled in response.
She arched toward him, silently pleading for deeper contact. The feeling overwhelmed her, leaving her unable to control her reactions. She tore at her own clothing, desperate to feel his skin against hers.
Harrison's touch was firm yet gentle, expertly drawing responses from her body that she didn't know were possible. When he finally entered her, Elena let out a gasp of surprise. Harrison, feeling her tightness envelop him, lost himself in the rhythm of their bodies.
He captured her lips again, kissing her until her face flushed crimson. Elena's inexperienced responses gradually transformed; what began as clumsy kisses evolved into small bites. Harrison felt a slight sting on his lip. He raised an eyebrow, looking down at the woman beneath him, and he flashed a mischievous smile.
This wild side of Elena intrigued him. He was enjoying the slight pain of her bite.
Encouraged by her enthusiasm, Harrison abandoned all restraint. His lips explored every inch of her skin, his hands leaving tremors in their wake as they roamed her body. Elena shuddered violently beneath him as waves of pleasure overtook her.
Harrison knew she had reached her climax, but he was far from finished. With a powerful thrust of his hips, he elicited another soft moan from her. In one fluid motion, he flipped their positions, placing her above him in a position that made her blush with embarrassment. His strong abdomen flexed with each movement, driving Elena to the edge of ecstasy.
She clutched his arms, begging softly, "Stop... please stop."
Harrison merely grunted in response, increasing the intensity of his movements. "Stop? Impossible. You were the one who seduced me first."
"Be good and work with me," he murmured, his hands finding their way to her heaving chest. His long fingers teased her sensitive nipples, sending Elena into cascading waves of pleasure until she collapsed against his chest, completely spent.
Harrison remained energetic and flipped her over again, entering her from behind. The presidential suite filled with the soft sounds of their passionate encounter.
Their lovemaking continued for what felt like hours. The bed nearly collapsed under their weight as they explored countless positions, neither willing to surrender to exhaustion until both were completely drained of energy.
Afterward, Harrison rested his face against Elena's chest, unwilling to release her even though she lay beneath him without an ounce of strength left. He planted gentle kisses on her skin, savoring every moment of their connection.