Pierre just grinned as the car stopped. Bertrand stepped out and kept the door open for Jane to hop out, followed by Pierre. The three made their way towards the Tower and the police didn't seem to stop them.

"I reserved the Tower for a couple of hours." Pierre informed her.

Jane gasped in surprise. "The... the entire Eiffel Tower?"

Pierre nodded and led the way towards the elevator. Pierre and Jane stepped into an elevator while Bertrand stood outside. The elevator made its way upward at an angle and Jane watched in wonderment at the sight before her. There was a large museum of some sort across the bridge, along with a large fountain.

"Wow..." Jane whispered.

The elevator stopped and Jane looked around. After a moment, it began to move straight upward.

"There's still more to go up?" Jane asked.

"Of course." Pierre answered with a smile.

The elevator ascended further. Jane was amazed at the height, and she trembled somewhat at the sight of the ground being so far down. The elevator came to yet another pause and this time, the doors opened. Jane breathed in the cool air and slowly stepped out.

"Come with me." Pierre ordered as he moved ahead of her.

Jane followed behind and reached into her purse for her camera. She pulled it out and turned it on. Pierre raised his arm.

"Not yet. Keep following." He said as he continued rushing forward.

The two turned around one of the corners and headed towards the center, to yet another set of elevators. They made their way into one of the elevators. Jane was shocked at the fact that they were set to still go higher. This ride upward was much shorter than the previous one and once it had reached the summit, the doors opened towards a sealed room.

Pierre headed out and turned right towards a set of stairs. Jane followed him up and she could slowly feel the cool breeze coming downward. Once at the top, she looked out in amazement. There was a chain fence surrounding the exterior but other than that, it was wide open. Her jaw dropped as she looked around.

"This... wow..." Jane uttered.

She hastened her pace and began looked around at everything. She began taking pictures as she looked around. She felt as if she was on top of the world, looking down at the small ant sized people going about their day.

Pierre was soon behind her, his arms surrounding her while his body touched her back. Jane was startled but kept her composure. He leaned forward and she felt his hot breath against her neck.

"Welcome to the top of the world." He whispered gently into her ear.

Jane gulped and held tightly onto her camera with one hand and the railing with her other hand. Pierre's hands slowly crept across her body, starting from her belly. His right hand slowly moved upward to cup her breast while his left hand slowly descended between her legs. His fingers played at her waist, slowly rubbing under her pants and panties.

Jane gasped, stunned that he was getting closer and closer towards her moistening sex. His other hand was playing at her bra, slowly moving it aside from under her shirt. His fingers began to circle her hardening nipples. He squeezed her nipple and gave it a small twist, sending shivers up her spine.

"Wait..." Jane murmured.

Pierre continued, his hand reaching lower and lower into her pants and panties. His fingers playfully made their way across her trimmed pubic hair, getting closer and closer to her soft pink lips below. He grew closer and pressed his lips against her sensitive neck. He nibbled at the base of her neck, then slowly up to the bottom of her ear. He slowly licked her earlobe and gave her breast another hard squeeze.

"You want me to stop?" He asked.

Jane shook in front of him and held tightly onto the railing. She let go of her camera, but luckily the camera strap kept it around her wrist. She gripped onto the chain with the camera that was holding the camera and she turned her head towards him.

"But... it's so public." She replied.

"That's not what I asked." Pierre responded while his finger slowly teased the upper half of her wet pussy.

Jane moaned softly and held tightly to the fence barrier. Her toes sank into her open toes heels, digging in and gripping tightly.

"Can we go somewhere more private?" She asked.

"No need. No one can see us." Pierre whispered into her ear, his finger moving lower.

"Are... OH!"

The tip of Pierre's finger slid into her wet hole and vibrated gently.

"Do you want me to stop?" Pierre repeated.

Jane sighed. "No... Don't stop."