Wrapped in Silk

by Mj Fields

  Brody peered up and softly said, “I’m sorry.”

  “For what?” Emma asked trying to get it together.

  “Everything you have been through. Your sister, your shitty self esteem, that you can’t have more children. I am sorry you don’t believe me when I say I love you and that the past almost two weeks have left you still doubting what I tell you,” Brody quietly said.

  “But not about what happened upstairs,” Emma gasped.

  “No. I took control so you didn’t have to. I let you come and I should not have. If you were not spending tomorrow night with your ex I would not have let you. You would have been so worked up that all you would have thought about was how badly you needed me to fuck you that none of your doubts would have mattered, so no. I told you to tell me if it was too much and you didn’t,” Brody stated unemotionally.

  Emma gasped, “Why would you do that to me when you say you love me?”

  Brody raised an eyebrow, “You are not allowed to act pissed Emma, you were ending it down here.”

  “So why are you still here,” Emma asked trying to use the same detached tone he had used with her, “Do you need to fuck me senseless again?”

  “If that’s what you want, but no I wanted to say I was sorry,” he said coolly.

  She could see the bulge in his pants growing, shit why do I still want him, because I love him, because he rocks in bed, because he is still here she thought.

  “Fine I will be upstairs waiting to be fucked again, even though that is a nasty word!”

  When he walked in the room she was sitting on the bed in a t-shirt looking down. Brody climbed in behind her and sat against the head board and grabbed her and pulled her between his legs and held her, she relaxed and leaned back into him.

  “After we made love Emma this is what should have happened, I should have held you. I don’t regret taking you to the edge over and over, but I do regret not ending it like this, I was pissed.” Emma didn’t respond but she put her hands on his knees. “Em what happened with your sister?” he asked softly.

  “She was kidnapped and killed,” Emma said in a straightforward tone.

  “My God I am so sorry,” Brody kissed her head.

  “Ya me too,” Emma sighed.

  “And your surgery,” he asked quietly.

  “Cysts and the fact he wouldn’t have more babies. I couldn’t deal with the pain knowing it was not going to be rewarded with a bundle of life,” she laughed softly.

  “Em I don’t need to have a child,” Brody whispered softly in her ear.

  “That’s not a decision you should make in an hour or two. You will be a great father someday Brody, London adores you, I know you’ll be such a wonderful father,” Emma felt tears building in her eyes again.

  “You’re beautiful Emma, you should see you the way everyone else does, you should never worry about what you look like. The day I ran into you my breath was taken away immediately, you left me breathless,” he kissed her again. “You are more than I could have ever imagined, I wish you knew how deeply I feel for you. So as far as me wanting more Emma, you are my more, I love you.”

  “Please, I won’t hold you back, right now, even after your nonsense here earlier…” Emma began.

  “You liked it, tell me it was awful Em…” Brody nuzzled into her neck.

  “I like you Brody, I love you and want you to be happy without resentment. I love you enough to let you have everything you deserve without me holding you back, I hope you understand that,” Emma took a deep breath trying not to cry.

  “Not going to happen, stop your nonsense or I will fuck you senseless Em,” he lightly bit down her neck. Emma moaned, “You liked me being in control Emma?”

  “I didn’t like how detached you seemed. It was like you left me, where did you go?” Emma asked.

  Brody took a deep breath, “Skirting the question Emma, did you like it?”

  “Yes I did,” she whispered.

  “Good to know, might we do that again. If I promise to stay with you, not act so detached.” Brody’s hand rubbed across her shirt and the other down her sex. “Hmm I guess that’s a yes. Oh Emma you are going to love this, trust me. I am going to take you right to the edge and I promise not to let go, you trust me Em?” Emma turned and looked at him. He looked like a kid on Christmas morning and his excitement made her hot and anxious all at the same time, she shook her head yes and he watched her eyes widen. “Perfect, I am going to need a few things.”

  Brody stood up and opened her closet and grabbed three scarves, he looked back at Emma and winked. Her heart was pounding and her mouth watering as he took off his clothes and stood naked in front of her. His legs where long and muscular and his ass should be the front cover of his next album. It would be a number one hit even if not one song was on it. He grabbed his iPhone out of his pocket and plugged it into her Bose on her nightstand. He looked at her and bit his lips pondering a thought and then grinned devilishly and raised an eyebrow. Emma giggled.

  “Emma don’t you dare laugh,” he warned her.

  Brody gently tied her arm to the headboard and kissed her and tied the next.

  “Close your eyes,” he breathed and kissed her. Emma was tied and blindfolded when she heard the music start. She giggled when she heard Nine Inch Nails start, until he bit down on her very alert nipples and pulled them almost painfully away from her body, she whimpered and immediately felt the pain and pleasure shoot between her legs from just that.

  Brody’s fingers lightly skimmed over her breasts and she breathed heavy, he teased her with his hands the entire song and she was about ready to make him stop. Her breathing was heavy and she was already wet when Zeppelins Whole Lot Of Love filled her ears and she tried to relax, she felt her legs spread, and his tongue crashed into her and she yelled out his name. She realized immediately that the more intense the music got the more intense her pleasure was, Damn he is good my music man she thought and enjoyed his slow, pleasureful, torture. Damn this is a long song and she was ready and wanted to come so badly. Cold Play Paradise started and he stopped and moved back to her breasts.

  “Hey Music Man,” she whimpered “I need you inside me please,” she felt him pull away and the door closed, “Fuck,” she said and stomped her foot. Her feet both quickly were raised above his shoulders as he once again used his impressive oral skills to bring her to the edge. “Brody please, please,” the music changed and it was Blue Love, he lowered her down and she yelled out his name and she came hearing his voice. She felt her arms release and she sat up and went to remove the blindfold and he gently grabbed her hands and slide behind her and took it off. She turned her head and looked at him, he kissed her and lifted her onto him, her back to his chest, as he helped her move up and down his massive erection he muttered her name and said over and over, “I love you Em, forever.”

  “Oh Brody, I love you,” she said and turned so he wouldn’t see her cry. She moved up and down him with urgency and need. He tried to slow her but she wouldn’t, they both finished together. Brody laid down and pulled her onto him. His song was repeating and he was holding her tightly. She turned and buried her head into his chest. He felt her tears and tilted his head to look at her.

  “What’s wrong Em,” he asked sweetly as he wiped her tears.

  “I need a shower,” she said and stood up and walked to the bathroom.

  He waited until the shower turned on and he cleared his throat as he walked in.

  She peeked out of the shower, “What are you doing?”

  “May I?” Brody asked.

  “Sure,” Emma said and held the curtain open.

  They kissed and washed each other until the water ran cold. Emma had never felt so loved before. Brody was amazing in every way. She watched as he dressed and smiled, he looked up at her through his long lashes as he buttoned his pants and shot her an embarrassed half smile as he shook his head. She sat on the edge of the bed and watched him throw his shirt over his shoulders and started to button it.
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  “Please don’t,” Emma said.

  “What?” Brody chuckled.

  “Leave it undone, please. Just until we leave, please” Emma asked feeling her face flush.

  “Anything for you Princess,” he swooped down and kissed her.

  “Can we lay here and just hold each other?” Emma asked boldly.

  “Yes, I have half an hour before I need to leave,” Brody said grabbing her and puling her towards him.

  “Okay I have to leave a few minutes before to stop and get gas, where are you dropping off your car, the hotel?” Emma asked.

  “No Emma, I am going to drive to the airport. I would rather you not drive all that way by your self,” Brody said kissing her head.

  “No Brody, I need to say goodbye to you, I am taking you,” Emma’s voice broke and she started to shake.

  “Emma I can’t let you drive like this, too emotional,” Brody softly stroked her hair.

  “No, you can’t make all the decisions, it’s not fair, I want to go with you,” Emma was now sobbing.

  He sat up and held her tighter, “This is why Emma, no more fighting. Please, I can’t have the woman I love, or London’s mother driving in this emotional state. Not a request and it’s my final decision, out of love Emma.”

  Emma held tightly to him and cried until she fell asleep in his arms. He watched her sleep and she woke with more tears. “Emma please don’t cry.”

  “Okay,” she said and wiped away her tears, “I am going to fix you lunch.”

  Before he could argue she had jumped up and run downstairs, she returned with lunch. They sat on the bed and he ate and she nibbled.

  When she had finished she decided that he had dominated her most of the day and it was her turn. She started to undo his pants and he shook his head no. “You can’t tell me no.”

  Brody kissed her gently, “Emma I have thirty minutes and I want to spend them holding you, not coming in your mouth and knowing I can’t return the favor for three weeks.”

  “Are we keeping score because if we are I am down by about at least thirty,” Emma said chuckling.

  “Are we keeping score Em?” Brody laughed.

  “And if its basis were intensity well I don’t think I could possibly ever make up for that, I am sure I have had more with you than I did the entire time I was married,” Emma said laughing hysterically.

  “Good to know, so no worries about tomorrow night then?” Brody asked cautiously.

  “No Brody none,” she said looking him in the eyes.

  “How about the next three weeks,” he asked sadly, she shook her head no and took a deep breath.

  He held her tightly, “None for you ever, do you understand, ever.”

  Emma shook her head yes as she fought back tears.

  Emma walked him to his car and held his hand tightly.

  “So how do we do this?’ she asked breathlessly.

  “I am going to kiss you, and you are going to return my kiss, it’s not goodbye, it’s see you soon,” he pulled her in and kissed her, she kissed him back.

  “I love you Em, see you soon,” Brody said softly.

  “Brody thank you, I love you. Drive safely, have a safe flight,” she paused and took a deep breath, “See you soon.”

  Brody stood back with his hands on her hips, he looked down at her and winked.

  He took a deep breath, “Em there are some packages on the porch, one for you, one for London, I love you,” he started the car and looked out the window.

  He held up something and she looked closer. It was her panties from this morning. He held them to him nose and took a deep breath, Emma shook her head and smiled. He pulled away looking in the rearview mirror, he saw her watching him with tears falling down her face and her hands over her heart.

  Half an hour later her phone rang, a picture of him holding her as she slept popped up as her picture ID, she smiled.

  “Thank you for doing that, I hadn’t even thought about taking a picture of us and well, it’s perfect,” she gushed.

  “Have you opened the packages yet?” Brody asked.

  “No I figured I would wait until London got home,” Emma said quietly.

  “I thought you would say that so listen, one has something she shouldn’t see, grab the small rectangular box out of the smaller bag and open it with me on the phone,” he chuckled.

  She did as he asked and gasped, “Brody.”

  “Ya glad I remembered,” Brody laughed.

  “Why did you buy me a vibrator?” Emma whispered.

  “Just in case three weeks was too long, and well I want to hear you Princess, it’s really more for me, we can have phone sex. Or if you’re bold enough we can Skype,” he chuckled.

  “I will have to think about that,” Emma said embarrassed. Brody laughed. “It’s kind of small in comparison to what I have grown accustomed to.”

  “Oh ya?” Brody asked in a sexy voice.

  “Most definitely,” she laughed, “It’s also not attached to the hottest man on earth or that mouth that makes me melt.”

  Emma heard horns, “Damn it,” Brody yelled.

  “What’s going on?” Emma asked with concern in her voice.

  “I am very distracted by my favorite candy right now and well I do come from England, we drive on the other side of the road,” he laughed.

  “Oh God Brody you need to pay attention,” Emma gasped.

  “I agree, you are very diverting, I will call when I am safely in the airport, love you forever Em,” Brody said and hung up.

  ~

  Emma sat and stared at the picture on her phone. His face was perfect. His big bluish green eyes set perfectly and his eyebrows thick and masculine. His nose was strong and in perfect proportion to his face. His bottom lip was plump and begged to be sucked. His square jaw line made her take a deep breath thinking of that mouth and the magic he made happen with it. His hair brown with hues of copper was messy and begged for her hands to be in it. Brody’s white perfect teeth and a smile that would forever outshine any other. In the picture he took he was was biting the corner of his lower lip and the way he held her reminded her of how he held his guitar the night he sang at the club in the city, like she was precious to him. Emma felt tears form and set the phone down and hoped that she was right.

  Emma did the breakfast dishes and decided to put away laundry. She cranked up Rusted Root and danced around the room. Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she jumped. It was her doctor’s office reminding her of her annual appointment scheduled for Monday. Emma grabbed the laptop and checked her email. Emma had a response, she could start her job in two weeks. Emma took a deep breath and was not looking forward to her discussion with Troy about this.

  Her phone rang and the song Blue Love played, she smiled and answered.

  “President of Brody Hines fan club,” she spoke in her best English accent.

  He laughed, “Em I am here and should be boarding in ten minutes, do you have time to chat?”

  “I am very busy you know, but yes I am all yours,” Emma said softly.

  “And I yours Emma,” Brody’s voice sounded sad.

  “Hey guess what? I start my new job in two weeks,” Emma said with a smile in her voice trying to cheer him up.

  “That’s great news Em. You’ll be very close to the city and to me when I return. Where will you be staying?” He asked.

  “My parents have a place in Tarrytown. There is an apartment above the garage, small but very reasonably priced. I will look for a place after a month or so,” Emma smiled.

  “Please don’t buy anything until I return, I would love to help you pick something out. Promise I can please?” Brody asked calmly.

  “Sure if you would like,” Emma said anxiously.

  He laughed, “I miss you already.”

  “I miss you more,” Emma said softly.

  Brody knew that was what she had said to London when she wasn’t with her and at that moment he felt more loved than he had when they made love, “Emma
you have no idea what that means to me.”

  They sat for a moment in silence.

  “Well you mean a lot to me Brody,” Emma choked out.

  “Well Princess I think I should let you go, you have to pick London up right?” Brody asked thoughtfully.

  “Yep, will you call me when you land at JKF?” Emma asked.

  “Of course, and before I leave and when I arrive in England,” Brody said softly, “Love you Em.”

  “Fly safe, I love you,” Emma quietly said.

  “See you soon,” Brody said with a smile in his voice.

  “See you soon, Music Man,” Emma responded and hung up.

  ~

  London and Emma sat at the table and ate snack. “You miss him Mom?”

  “I do, and you?” Emma asked.

  “Yep,” London replied as she ate a grape.

  The phone rang and London grabbed it and answered, “Nice picture.”

  “Well hello London how was school?” Brody asked hoping she would let it go.

  “It was fine. We miss you,” London grinned.

  “Did you get your gifts?” Brody asked.

  “No what gifts?” London replied happily.

  “Sorry I wanted to wait until you were on the phone,” Emma said and went and grabbed them. “Alright London you first.”

  London opened a box and screamed, “Thank you so much!”

  Brody laughed, “You are very welcome, I guess you like it?”

  “I love it!” London exclaimed.

  “I am glad, I added some music and photos for you to check out when you have time, there are a couple more things in that bag London,” Brody said smitten.

  Along with the iTouch there were gift cards to purchase music, a stuffed bear, and a concert sweatshirt from his last tour that he signed, To London with big hugs Brody.

  “This is too much, thank you Brody,” London spoke in a sing song voice.

  “Your turn Emma,” Brody laughed.

  Emma opened a package with a brief case in it, “Thank you Brody this will be perfect for work.”

  “Look inside Em,” Brody suggested.