“That was my plan. A couple of them really need a face lift.” He fiddles with something behind the counter, handing us both plastic cards when he comes back around to us. “I wanted to go with old-fashioned keys for all the rooms, but the team decided that it just wasn't a good idea for security or convenience, so we went with the cards,” he tells us as he picks up his bag and a few of mine then leads us back to the elevator.
“How long until the hotel is ready?” I ask him as he pushes the button for the third floor.
The three of us stand close, not uncomfortably so, but my nerves are already tingling from the almost contact as the doors whoosh closed and the elevator starts to move.
“Most of the rooms are finished. It’s just the dungeon and the penthouse that need to be completed in the main structure now, then some of the villas on the grounds.”
Dungeon?
“The underground space isn’t all parking. There’s a dungeon room that’s modeled off an old castle torture chamber, but it has some fun sexual aids in it. It’s also completely windowless so it helps with that sense of sensory deprivation. Our goal was to provide a safe place to set the mood and let everyone indulge in their fantasies.”
The elevator comes to a stop and he leads us out, turning left and walking down the hall. “The penthouse is a fun suite. We’ve designed it so there are four hidden rooms. There’s of course the red room of pain from that movie, along with a role play room featuring a huge wardrobe of costumes. The last two are theme rooms; one is a library with couches and a rolling ladder along the shelves. It’s for that ultimateBeauty and the Beastfantasy or those clients who prefer school girl/teacher. That one has costumes too. The other one is set up like a bedouin tent for the harem girl/guy fantasy. By keeping those spaces hidden, it gives that extra feeling of naughtiness to the act as well as a sense of fun when they have to find them. We don’t tell them how; they’ve got to look for them.”
I feel my panties starting to flood with desire. I wouldn't mind staying in the penthouse the next time we come here. Thank goodness both of the guys are slightly in front of me; otherwise, I’m sure they would see my pupils dilated with lust. But as we continue to walk down the hall, I watch Kai subtly adjust himself.I guess he’s thinking along the same lines as me.
Jaxon stops at a door, giving that guy nod that seems to mean a thousand different things. “This is yours, Harlow. Kai and I are on either side of you.” As he speaks, he slides the card through the reader then takes a step back after pushing the door open. “A lot of the rooms have different themes. There’s the jungle room, the caveman room, the 80s porn room, rock and roll room, medieval room, and the ice room, just to name a few. Some are themed to a certain country, like Egypt or Morocco, and we have a lot of movie-themed rooms as well. There are also suites for people with fetish kinks like furries and ponyplay, so we really are hoping to make this an inclusive spot for all kinds of clients. I wasn’t sure what might be your interest, and I didn’t want to presume anything, so I gave you one of our completed unthemed suites.”
Stepping inside, I look around the gorgeous room. Done in muted but sensuous colors, it’s a masterpiece. A humongous bed is the centerpiece, the size guaranteeing it must be custom-made. There’s enough room for five people, possibly more if they don’t mind cuddling up with one another. The bed itself is a platform style that has been designed to look like it’s floating, and there’s lighting underneath it to accentuate that.
Stepping up to it, I run my hand across the light gray velvet cover that looks inviting and sexy before my eyes go to the matching button-tufted upholstered headboard behind the bed. This one is a much darker gray that shimmers slightly in the low light. A mountain of pillows is piled high on the bed, and I barely resist the urge to launch myself into them. Instead, I flick the switch on the funky black lamp shades sitting on the mirrored bedside tables. Plopping down on the bed, my eyes roam the room, the excited thrill humming across my skin with the thoughts of all the naughty things we can do in here.
In front of the bed, running along the wall, is a long low chest of drawers and cabinets, and sitting above that is a mirror that practically spans the length of the room. Beyond the bed is a seating area with a couple of plush couches and a coffee table, gray velvet drapes behind that setup which must cover a window.
“Wow, this is gorgeous, Jaxon. People are going to love this place! It’s such a fun idea.” I go back to the entrance and grab my suitcase and all the shopping bags I can carry, putting them on the chest of drawers. Jaxon strolls into the room and picks a binder up off the bedside table.
“And not only will we offer a room service menu, we’ll offer a pleasure menu too. We have the whole range of Sugar and Spice products available for purchase, plus each room comes with free condoms and lube. In case we’re lacking something, our pleasure concierge will be available to get clients anything they want. For example, if one of our guests wants to indulge in sploshing, the concierge will procure whatever food they require and bring out a plastic cover to protect the surfaces of the room they wish to use.”
“How does one go about keeping everything... How do I put this delicately… sanitary?” It’s something I've always wondered about. While I haven’t had much hands on experience outside of those college threesomes, even women watch porn. We have needs too.
“We have two sets of all costumes and props; the ones that have been used will be removed and taken down to our laundry for cleaning. We have a number of processes depending on the material. All surfaces get sanitized, and each of the beds has a protective layer of plastic between the mattress and the bedding. It’s extremely thin, and we put a thick fabric mattress protector between it and the sheets so you can’t feel it.” He goes over to the bed and untucks a corner, lifting it up to show me. “It gets changed each time the room is vacated and cleaned. In fact, I think you’ll find our process is better than a lot of the five-star hotels in the world. It’s almost as good as sleeping on a brand new mattress every day.”
“Well, that’s good to know.”
“So the three of us are the only people here.”
“But didn't Chris and James say they were staying here?” I interrupt, and he smiles.
“I put them up at the other Neighpalm property this time round and promised they could indulge here on their next trip. I want them to get the full experience, and we’re not quite ready for that yet,” Jaxon explains before continuing. “None of the employees are working overnight since we don't have any guests, but they're here during the day as they continue to set up the hotel and figure out how to best streamline our services. That means room service is unavailable,” he adds apologetically, “but the chef will be here early in the morning, and he’s making some test dishes for us to try out. We still haven't finalized the menu, so this will be a great way to make some decisions.”
Kai’s been quiet while Jaxon has been telling us all about his hotel, but he steps forward now. “Tomorrow morning I’ve got an appointment to meet with two guys who I’m hoping to add to my new extreme team. If you’re up to it, I’d like it if you came with me to meet with them. I thought you and I would head to Waikiki beach afterward, rent a malibu, and I’ll give you a surf lesson and catch some waves of our own.”
A thrill of excitement runs through me, both at the thought of spending the day with Kai and having a surf lesson. I’d always marveled whenever I saw someone surfing with the elegance and determination required to conquer the forces of nature like that. Surfing wasn’t something that I ever got to experience since I’d grown up in Connecticut and couldn’t travel without my mom’s permission, but I’ve seen competitions online and on tv. I'd never thought about ever taking a lesson, thinking it was something you just grew up doing, so to have a chance to give it a go is thrilling, and I can’t help but give Kai brownie points for thinking about it. Might not be as many as Declan for the castle tour, but who am I kidding? Kai was probably in the lead anyway.
“I’ve got to work all day tomorrow, so you guys are on your own. I’m hoping to join you in the afternoon the following day, but you're definitely mine for dinner that night. If that’s okay?” Jaxon asks me. The little note of uncertainty in his voice makes me smile. I like this side of him that actually leaves wiggle room to adjust based on what I do and don’t want, instead of making assumptions and deciding things for me.
“Yeah, that sounds good. I can’t wait to spend time with both of you.” They look pleased with my answer, and a sense of warm desire flows through me. It feels good to be wanted.
After talking a little bit more about what they have planned, they both say goodnight with much too quick hugs. It’s all I can do to give each of them a kiss on the cheek and pull myself back so that they can head into their rooms on either side of me.
Closing the door behind me, I give in to my urges and take a running leap onto the bed, rolling around in excitement. God, the bed feels like I’m laying on a cloud, enveloping my body in such a way that I don’t know how I’ll climb out in the morning. Grabbing a pillow, I shove it over my head and scream, letting out all of the nerves and emotions that I’ve been bottling up all day. In fact, for weeks now. This is the first time I’ve really been alone in days, and I needed that.
Breathing heavily, I let the pillow fall to the side. As all the tension leaves my body, I pick up the pleasure menu and have a read through it. Wow, the variety of things offered has me sitting up. There are pages and pages. It’s not even a menu, really, but a book. Mind boggled from all the options and their descriptions, I drop it onto the bed and climb off it, not sure what to do with myself next, but when I glance around the room, something catches my eye. Over on the coffee table there’s a gift basket, and I actually get to be excited this time. Recent surprises havenotbeen good ones, but I’m feeling comfortable and safe with Jaxon and Kai, and my heart doesn’t immediately leap into my throat at the unexpected sight. The cellophane wrapping crinkles loudly in the silence of the room as I untie the bow around the top.
Pulling back the wrapper, I pick up the note nestled in the offerings.
Harlow, I’m sorry I was such an ass when you asked about samples that day in my office. I was so out of line. Please take this basket as a token of my apology. Jaxon
Smiling, I place the note on the table and start digging through my surprise gift. Firstly, I pull out a bottle of expensive champagne and a gorgeous glass to drink it with. Then there’s a selection of chocolate-covered strawberries.Very nice indeed.Putting them both to the side, I keep searching, but once I see the other items, I feel my cheeks heat. I squirm at the thought that Jaxon may have picked these items specifically for me. The first thing I pull out is a bottle of lube, followed by a large silicone dildo. It’s probably seven inches, so a good size. There are also handcuffs, nipple clamps, and a flogger, but the thing that catches my eye is one of those weird-looking clitoral stimulators. I've seen hilarious reviews about these and been curious but had never done anything about it. Further under the toys are a couple of books, a new note placed atop them.
