“No,” she said in a soft voice. He pulled her into his arms again and planted a kiss on top of her head.
“That’s my girl,” he said in a soft voice. “Now can we get back to my place? I need to catch up on some work but I don’t want you out of my sight.”
“I don’t see why not,” she smiled.
Chapter 7
When Emily woke up the next morning, she could smell something delicious cooking in the kitchen. She pulled on one of Alex’s t-shirts before she made her way to the bathroom to freshen up. When she was done, she made her way to the kitchen and found Alex sipping on a mug of coffee as he made vanilla waffles.
“I could get used to this,” Emily said in a soft voice. Alex looked up at her and gave her a smile.
“I wouldn’t mind it if you did,” he said. She walked up to where he was and kissed him before she poured herself a cup of coffee. “I hope you don’t have plans for today,” he said. She looked at him and frowned. She had been putting off her meeting with the coffee shop contractors for almost two weeks now. And her short leave was almost over. “What is it? What did you have to do?” he asked. She took a long deep breath.
“I have a coffee shop in the works, literally, and I kind of have been putting off meeting the contractors with everything that has been happening. I kind of wanted to do that today,” she said before she took another sip of her coffee. Alex handed her a plate of waffles and smiled.
“How come I never knew about this?”
“Well, you never asked.”
“Do you have some kind of don’t ask don’t tell policy?”
“Kind of,” she said before she took another sip of her coffee. He took a step towards her and looked into her eyes.
“If I promise to help you out with the coffee shop, will you do me a favor?” he asked.
She looked into his eyes for a long minute before she put the plate down on the counter.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Come to Nashville with me,” he said.
Emily’s eyes grew wide and her jaw almost dropped.
“Tennessee? Are you kidding me?” she asked surprised. “That’s too damn far! And don’t forget the short notice thing,” she said.
Alex looked at his phone on the counter and shrugged.
“We are in good time. If we get ready within the hour we can make my lunch hour meeting,” he said matter of factly. “The plane is prepped.”
“You have a business meeting in Nashville? Seriously?” she asked.
“Yes and it is the kind of business meeting I want you to come with,” he added quickly.
“What kind of meeting is this anyway?”
Alex never answered.
“I’m going to have a shower. Do you think you will be ready by nine?” he asked as he began walking out of the room.
She shook her head.
“I didn’t even say I would go,” she thought as she bit into one waffle.
Emily didn’t know how she allowed herself to be swayed but at nine, she and Alex were making their way down to the hotel lobby.
Alex never once mentioned why he was going to Nashville until they got there.
Their destination was a studio, a few minutes’ drive from the airstrip.
“Why are we in a studio?” she asked in a whisper as they walked in.
“I just bought it a few days ago,” Alex whispered back. Emily looked at him surprised.
“I thought apps and software were more your thing,” she said.
“I go where the money is,” he said as they walked up to the front desk. “Alex Brewer for Joe Valastro,” he said.
Emily couldn’t help but notice the woman’s surprise before she picked up the phone and dialed an extension.
“So, you are into music now? Country music?” Emily asked in a whisper.
“Multi-billion dollar industry,” Alex said as a short balding bearded man walked towards them.
“Alex! Welcome to Nashville,” the man said as they shared a quick manly hug.
“Thanks, Joe. This is Emily. Emily, Joe,” Alex said.
“Very nice to meet you,” Emily said politely.
“I was just polishing up some tracks. Let’s just head there.” Joe led them down the hallway to one of the recording studios. Emily chose to look around as the two men talked business. There were three different recording studios and she noticed that they were all decorated with platinum albums on the wall.
“Country music must be bigger than I pictured it to be,” she thought as she looked around. She was in one of the studio recording booths when the two men walked in. She looked at them embarrassed for having wandered in.
“I’m sorry. I just…” she started saying before Alex walked in.
“Actually,” he said as he walked towards her. “You are exactly where you are supposed to be.”
“What are you talking about?”
He smiled at her and then at Joe who was on the other side of the screen. Emily could tell that Alex was up to something by the way he was looking at her.
“Remember when you said that you had a dream for Broadway?” he asked.
She nodded and then looked around the studio.
“Yeah but that’s Broadway. We are in Nashville for God’s sake. I don’t know any kind of…what do they sing here? Country?” she asked and he nodded.
“Actually, you know so much more country music than you think. I’ll give you a choice,” Joe said as he touched his beard. “You can choose between Lady Antebellum and Taylor Swift,” he added.
Emily frowned. ”I never pegged Taylor to be in that category. Her sound is more of pop to me.”
“Like I said, you know more about country music than you think you know,” Joe smiled. Emily laughed. “So, Miss Carter. What will it be?”
“Guess I’ll do a different genre if it’s okay,” she said. Joe shrugged and then nodded. “I’ll do a cover version of Pink’s Try, if that’s okay.”
“That’s a beautiful song. When you’re ready,” he said.
She looked at Alex before he made his way out of the recording booth. She was nervous as she stood there waiting to begin her song. She had done the song over and over again as she did laundry and in the shower; in her head it sounded perfect. She closed her eyes and began belting out her tune. As she sang, she realized that the song was more a message to herself than a mere favorite song. Even Alex and Joe saw the emotion on her face and heard the sentiment in her voice. It was like she had purposely chosen to sing to herself. And sing she did.
When she finally opened her eyes, Joe was looking at her surprised.
“Emily….that was…breathtaking,” Alex said in a low voice. Joe was still staring at her.
“Have you ever thought of being a recording artist?” he asked as he looked at her.
She smiled and shook her head.
“I’m more of a sing along and karaoke kind of girl.”
“Don’t underestimate yourself. You just turned a rock song into a beautiful acoustic interpretation. It doesn’t get much better than that,” he said. “And if you don’t believe me, I have the recording. Let’s see what the rest of the production team thinks about this.”
Emily’s eyes grew wide. She quickly made her way out of the recording booth.
“You recorded that?” she asked surprised.
“Of course I did. Why wouldn’t I? You were amazing,” Joe said.
Alex looked at his wrist and looked up at Emily.
“As much fun as this is Joe, I’m afraid we have to leave now. We have to get back to Atlanta today,” he said.
“I’ll send you the recording after it has been cleaned up,” Joe said.
“No distribution though,” Emily said in a warning tone.
“No distribution,” Joe echoed. “It was nice to meet you Emily.”
Emily shook his hand and smiled.
“It was nice to meet you too, Mr. Valastro,” she said.
“Oh please, Mr. Valastro was my
father. Call me Joe,” the friendly man said with a smile.
Emily had a surge of energy as they walked out of the studio and into the car that was waiting for them out front. “I cannot believe you made me do that,” she said in a soft voice as they rode in the car back to the airstrip.
Alex looked at her and smiled.
“Well, aren’t you glad you did, though? You were great,” he said as he reached for her hand. She interlaced her fingers with his and looked into his eyes.
“You really think so?” she asked.
Alex looked at her surprised at her question.
“That guy Joe Valastro has worked with all the big names in country music…Rascal Flatts, Kelly Clarkson and even Tammy Wynette, God rest her soul. He has seen them all and the way he looked at you today, I could tell, he was impressed,” he said. “That kind of impression lasts for a lifetime.”
“I know I should be thanking you for the compliment but I have no idea who that Tammy Pinkett is,” Emily frowned.
“Tammy Wynette. She was a big deal especially in the late eighties,” he said.
She looked at him and took a long deep breath.
“I wouldn’t know her. Country music isn’t really my thing,” she said. “I’m actually surprised that I know two out of the three names you mentioned,” she added. He looked at her and flashed her a smile. “What?” she asked.
“Can I take you back to my place when we get back to Atlanta?”
“I don’t see why we can’t,” she shrugged.
He gave her hand a little squeeze.
“I’ve missed you,” he said in a soft voice. “I’ve missed you like you wouldn’t believe,” he added in a whisper.
She looked at him and she could tell from how he was looking at her that they were going to spend some time in his play room.
The next few minutes seemed like forever and the hour long flight appeared even longer. Alex kept on looking at Emily wishing that he could just throw her on the floor and have his way with her. As he looked at her, he had a very good idea of how he was going to have her when they got back to his place.
As soon as they were behind closed doors, he was like an animal. The commanding, demanding man she had once known was back. He was pressing his body against hers as he pinned her against the wall. He kissed her deeply and caressed her wildly, making her breathless by the time he pulled back from her. Her handbag was on the floor next to her. She looked at him as he looked into his eyes.
“Meet me in the play room,” he said before he turned around and walked away.
She looked at him and took a long deep breath. She kicked off her shoes and held her hair up before she walked to the bedroom. She took off her earrings and then her pants. She then took off her top and underwear and walked to the play room completely in the nude except for the necklace she had on. She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for Alex to come in.
Somehow, she was a little nervous about that day but she didn’t really know why. Perhaps it was the fact that this was the first time in two weeks that she was with Alex. Just then Alex walked in and looked at her. He was in nothing but a pair of sweatpants. She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw him. She moved up further on the bed and looked at him as he stood at the foot of the bed. She was breathing hard as he looked at her. He got on the bed and knelt in between her knees. She was looking at him as he brought his head down to kiss her. His hand went down her back as his body forced her down on the bed. She was moaning into his mouth as he crashed her body under his. He went on to caress her breast as he pulled away from her lips. She had her eyes closed as he kissed her neck making her feel a shiver go through her. He was making his way down to her breasts and she was breathing harder and deeper as he went on. She raised her head and looked at him as he took her nipple in his mouth and began sucking hard. He then released her nipple only to take the other one in his mouth.
“Look at me,” he commanded as he slipped a hand in between her legs. She looked up at him and shivered as she felt him caressing her already wet slit. He was looking into her eyes as he ran his finger up and down her pussy, teasing her. She was arching her back and raising her hips in a bid to get him to push his finger in but he wasn’t doing it. It was like he was having fun looking at her body, begging for him. She moaned when he pulled his hand from her pussy. She would have hoped that the torture was over but in truth, it was just beginning.
“Today I want to watch,” he said as he climbed off the bed. He took her hand and helped her out of the bed. He walked her to the middle of the room where the fucking machine was. He looked into her eyes. “Sit down,” he commanded. She looked into his eyes and did as he asked. He then took her hands and hand cuffed them up above her head. He looked at her as he secured her wrists to a post attached to the bench and then went ahead to tie her ankles to the bench. He looked at her and began rubbing his finger against her clit. She moaned and gasped as she felt herself getting wetter and wetter. He knew her body and he knew exactly what to touch and when. By the time he pulled away, she was dripping. He suddenly pushed two of his fingers inside her making her shiver.
“Alex…” she moaned as she felt him fingering her to a feverish frenzy. She was panting when he pulled out of her. She looked at him as he positioned the dildo at her opening.
“Don’t worry, I picked the smallest one,” he said when he saw her reaction. “Now, just lay back and take it. I’ll just sit here and watch,” he added as he sat down and looked at her. She raised her head and noticed that she had a remote in his hand. He would be controlling everything. She laid back and closed her eyes ready to take whatever it is that was in store for her.
She could have never expected what happened next. She felt something push inside her. It went hard and deep…not as deep as his cock would go but deep enough. She didn’t know what Alex was doing but the machine seemed to be going faster and harder and she was crying out as she felt herself cumming hard. She felt herself coming apart just minutes in but the machine didn’t stop and she couldn’t move. She was moaning over and over as Alex looked at her. But what she didn’t know was that he was more turned on watching her than he had ever been.
By the time Alex finally got her out of her restraints, all he wanted to do was get inside her. He carried her to the bed where he gently laid her down. She looked at him as he pushed off his sweatpants before he climbed up on the bed. He got himself on top of her and kissed her deeply. Even though he had enjoyed seeing her cumming over and over again, he had spent the last twenty minutes wishing that he was the one inside her. Her hand was in his hair and her mouth felt feverish against his lips. He was consuming her and she was doing the same to him. She had her legs spread out ready to give herself to him but he was taking his time. She could feel his cock pressing hard against her thigh and her wetness going all the way down to the bedding under her.
“I want to feel you,” he said in a low tone.
“Take me,” she said in a whisper as she held a lock of his hair. He brought his head down and took one of her nipples in between his lips. She let out a loud moan when he tugged hard. Sensation was sweeping through her body making all the muscles around her groin tense up. He tugged more making her let out louder screams.
“Yeah, baby. I love hearing you moan for me.” She was now panting as he looked down at her. He began tracing his lips down her tummy, murmuring sweet nothings as he went on. She was shivering underneath wondering when the torture would end. Despite the fact that she had just had two powerful orgasms on the machine, the way he was touching and kissing her was getting her to a point where all she could think of was being his over and over. At that moment, she just wanted him inside her in one way or the other. It didn’t matter if he used his glorious cock, fingers or toys. All she cared for was to have him inside her. He was teasing her with his fingers and his tongue and she could only lay back and let him do whatever he wanted with her.
But the world seemed to just stop when he put his fingers on her
sex and began caressing her. He was breathing hard as two of his fingers slid into her. Unconsciously, she pushed her pelvis up and he responded by moving his fingers in and out of her.
“Baby, you are so…wet…so delicious,” he said as he moved his fingers in and out of her. It was like he was about to give in to his desires, that much she could tell from the way he was caressing her breasts roughly with his free hand and panting. When he finally pulled his fingers out of her, she was panting and begging for him to take her. She was doing exactly what he wanted her to only that it was so much hotter than he had pictured. She watched as he reached for a condom.
He seemed to take forever to roll the latex on and when he finally did, she was panting with wanton desire.
“Alex, please don’t make me wait any longer,” she whispered as he brought himself down.
“I won’t,” he whispered as he pushed himself inside her in one swift move. She gasped as she felt him bury himself inside her, balls deep. “But I want you on top. I want you to ride me,” he whispered.
She looked at him as he flipped them over getting himself under her. Her eyes never left his as she straddled him. He took her hands and supported her weight as she began moving herself on and off his massive erection. Soon enough, she was bringing her hips down on him so hard that he was afraid that he would explode too fast.
When she could no longer hold herself up, she buried her head in his shoulder and he began thrusting upwards. He didn’t know what had come over him but he was suddenly going hard and deep inside her, her juices were all over his crotch but he didn’t care. He could feel himself dangerously close to orgasm. He held her tighter and began thrusting harder making her scream. She was moaning and gasping for breath as she felt him shaking inside her. His hot gush was all she needed to give her the third and most powerful orgasm of the day. She cried out loudly as she felt the force inside her pussy forcing him out of her.
“Oh shit!” she cried out when she felt his girth slipping out of her. She collapsed on top of him and he held her tight as if he was afraid she would disappear into thin air if he let her go.
“Damn it, Emily. What have you done to me,” he whispered in her ear before she rolled over to lie down by his side. She looked at him and smiled. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” he whispered again. She closed her eyes and felt herself drifting off to sleep.
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