by Ali Parker
He worked me faster, his finger brushing past my spot with each motion, and then he pulled it free to work my clit, his wet finger spreading my own juices around my tiny pleasure bud.
He slipped in another one and I felt my body tightening, ready to explode around his expert fingers. I moaned on his cock, feeling the vibration of the flesh in my mouth as my release soaked his fingers. He twitched in my mouth and I felt his heavy sac tighten and shift in my hand. He was almost ready himself. I pushed down farther, taking him to the depths of my throat again, bouncing faster and rolling my tongue along the veins of his shaft.
“Mmm, Sarah,” he moaned, sounding his warning, but I didn’t want to stop. The feel of him in my mouth was amazing, the fact that I could have that effect on him made me hungry. The fact that he hadn’t let up from working me, made me greedy. I tightened my lips on his shaft and took it as close to the base as possible, then I slowly pulled upward toward his head to rest my lips around his rim, milking it. When I felt the pulse from his vein I pushed myself back deep, feeling the explosion of his reward splashing my throat. I pulled off and swallowed, meeting his eyes which were full of amazement.
His fingers stilled and left my panties. “You could have pulled away,” he said. “I would have understood.”
I moaned lazily with pride and satisfaction. “I wanted my reward,” I whispered against his neck.
His hand slipped up and cupped my cheek pulling me up to meet my eyes, his still battling between me and the road. “And to think you wanted to put me on the couch.” He tried to remain serious, but laughter escaped as he pulled me in for a kiss.
Chapter 28
David
We made good time on our way home and I was still beaming from the way she worked that pretty mouth of hers. She had a good grip, and I didn’t mean her hands.
She led me inside, our arms full of our bags and I was thankful I’d packed light. She dropped her stuff by the door and bee-lined for the bathroom to freshen up. I looked around, taking her advice to make myself at home after checking out the view where the sun was already setting. I put my guitar case down beside the sofa. I studied its size against me. Sleep here? I’d never fit on such a short sofa. I chuckled as she walked back into the room.
“What’s so funny?” She came around and joined me as I sat down.
I patted the cushions. “I was just admiring your miniature sofa.”
“I guess it’s a good thing you’re so tall. On second thought, for argument’s sake, let’s lay you out and see how you measure against it.” She leaned up against me and I laid back, pulling her up on my chest, her hair spilling down around us as I captured her lips with mine. Her lips parted, allowing my tongue access and I obliged the same as she melted against me.
I pulled away as she glanced down to our feet, hers on the couch, mine still planted on the floor. “I guess this wouldn’t work for you. Let’s take you to my room and we’ll see how you measure against my bed.”
“You don’t waste any time, do you?” I laughed as she narrowed her eyes wickedly and smiled. “Sounds good to me.”
No sooner than we got to the room and she pushed me back to her bed, crawling up on me like a cat, the phone rang. She huffed and got to her feet. “That’s Rowena’s ringtone.” She hurried to the other room for her phone and slowly made her way back in as she greeted her boss.
“Yes, I’m home,” she said sitting down on the bed next to me.
I turned over and adjusted one of her pillows beneath my head and then traced little circles on her back. Despite my earlier release, I was ready to go again and I wanted to make my first minutes in Nashville, in her bed, count.
“Yes, David is with me. We just walked in the door.” She glanced down and smiled. “I didn’t stop in at the office, because we’ve been on the road for ten hours and I figured you were gone for the day.”
I slipped my arm around her waist and pulled her to me. As soon as she hung up that phone I was going to undress her slowly, with my teeth. I tugged at her collar playfully with my mouth and breathed hot breath against her neck loving the reaction she gave me. Her back arched and she bit her lip as if holding back one of those delicious moans.
“Tonight?” Her voice was strained. I hated the way that woman pressured her and I wished she didn’t have to work for someone like that. “Fine, we’ll start getting ready now, I guess. I’ll see you at eight.” She ended the call and tossed her phone to the bed.
“Where are we going?” I rubbed her shoulders kissing her neck to sooth her.
“Rowena wants to see us for dinner. She’s upset that we didn’t stop by the office and said she hopes I’m keeping things on a professional level.”
“I’m here, what does it matter if we’re together.”
“It doesn’t. It’s just how she is, so you’ll just have to keep your hands off me while she’s around.” She smiled wide, but part of me wondered if she was serious.
“I refuse. I’m keeping my hands all over you. I might even sweep the table clean and take you right on top of it.”
“That would sure shock her.” She giggled and then relaxed in my arms. “I swear she’s such a hard ass. She’s always particular and bitchy. I think she’s had it out for me from day one. And the only reason she gave me a chance is because my last boss asked her to.”
I hated to see Sarah so down. She was talented and such a good girl with a big heart. Rowena was a bully. She let Sarah do all the work, and she’d probably try to take all of the credit. “You ever think of breaking away from her and going out on your own?”
She gave me a level stare. “You sound like Ted. He said the same thing.”
“Well, for once in his life I’ll agree with him.” She was already shaking her head as if it were impossible.
“It doesn’t work that way unfortunately, besides, Elder Tree is the top agency in Nashville. You’d be crazy not to want to work with them. When I say this is your big chance, I mean it. People would give their right arms to be where you are.” She slumped against me and I wrapped my arms around her.
“Thank you.” I realized I hadn’t said that to her. For all that she was doing for me, for all that she’d done. I wanted her to know how much I appreciated her.
She turned to face me, her legs draping across mine as she sat sideways in my lap, then she melted against me and kissed my lips. Our slow, soft kiss, soon turned feverish and I found myself hardening against her hip. If we didn’t stop I’d have her horizontal in no time, and Rowena could stick it. She must have been thinking the same thing, because she got to her feet and pulled my arm. “We have to get ready or we’ll be late.”
I got to my feet and let out a sigh. “I hate Rowena already.”
*
I realized my opinion of Rowena wasn’t likely to change anytime soon, when she herself was late for dinner.
Sarah and I had ordered drinks and an appetizer and were leaned in close flirting when the woman strode up on her high horse and took a seat. “Well, aren’t you two cozy. I see you didn’t wait.”
Sarah sat up in her seat putting distance between us. “Sorry, we’ve both had a long day and were a bit hungry.”
The woman dismissed Sarah’s explanation and held out her hand. I took it as she leveled her metal grey eyes at me. “Rowena Burke. And you must be David Dawson.” She looked at me like I was a lame calf heading off to the slaughter. “David. Davey. Dave. No, we’ll just keep that, but Dawson.” She waved a finger. “I think we can do better.” I wasn’t sure if she was still talking to me or not as she pulled out her phone and stared at it for a moment. Sarah sat stiff as a board next to me and I was about to ask Blondie what she meant by doing better, but she dropped the phone in her bag as the waitress approached.
“I’ll have a glass of wine, and then just bring us three steaks, well done, and we want the loaded fries, not the mashed.” She glanced at me, waving a dismissive hand. “You’ll love this. It’s the house’s special, and my treat, of course.
Put everything on my tab.” The waitress nodded and then scampered away as if she were familiar enough with Rowena to make like a ghost. I wished I was so lucky, especially when Rowena returned her attention to me. “I loved your demo. It was a little retro, but I think we can work on your sound in a proper studio. So you write your own songs?”
“Yes, I write some of them, but my grandfather wrote most of them.” Her eyes dimmed and she seemed to stare off into her thoughts.
“Oh, well do you think he can release permission for some of them? We’d have to have that in order for you to perform them.” Before I could open my mouth to speak, she glanced at Sarah. “Did you already get permission?”
“My grandfather is dead, so there won’t be any need for that. The songs are mine to perform as I please.”
Rowena released a sigh. “That’s a relief, shit, I thought we’d have a problem there.”
“No problem at all,” said Sarah. “I can’t wait for you to hear some of the other songs he does, he’s got so many great ones we shouldn’t have trouble filling an album.”
Rowena sized me up and leaned in closer. “She wasn’t kidding about your style either, you’re pure Oklahoma cowboy through and through, aren’t you.” Her eyes lingered on me a little too long for comfort. “I bet you really know how to ride too.”
I cleared my throat, not quite sure what to say, and glanced at Sarah who shifted in her seat and adjusted her collar.
Rowena’s phone rang and she held up her finger and then took the call. I watched her posture herself at the table. That was a lady who was used to calling the shots and getting her way. I could appreciate a strong woman, but I wasn’t sure what to think of Rowena’s attitude. If the two went hand in hand, I didn’t know if I could put up with her long enough to make a deal.
Our food arrived minutes later and Rowena shut off her phone and grabbed a fork. “This is my absolute favorite here.” She carved into the meat and then took a bite, savoring it with a moan. “God, I love a good piece of meat.” She gave me a wink and then took a sip of her wine.
Sarah went to work on her steak, but I was still looking at the round piece of meat on my plate and trying to figure out which cut it was. It smelled like steak, but I wasn’t sure what they’d done to it back in the kitchen. I carved a piece and gave it a try.
“He’s absolutely perfect, Sarah. I want to meet with you tomorrow and go over the contracts. I’d also like to get a few more recordings, maybe a full song or two, and then we’ll go over scheduling and get you to sign the final contracts. I’m going to make you a very rich man.”
“What time do you want us there?” Sarah’s voice was so full of excitement that she was practically bouncing in her seat.
“Well, you should be in your office at your regular time, and I’d like David, here, to come by around ten a.m.”
“Sounds great. He’ll be there.” I listened to the two go back and forth while I chewed my meat. The fake smoky taste killed any resemblance to real steak, and I realized it was processed. I narrowed my eyes at Rowena who seemed a little too eager to have me alone.
I dropped my fork and pushed my plate aside. “I’d prefer Sarah be there too.”
Rowena’s expression faltered and she seemed to force a smile. “Of course, I can call her up when you arrive.”
The table was quiet for a while as they finished their meals. I picked at my fries and left my fake steak to go cold. Something wasn’t setting right with me about Rowena and I wondered if Sarah sensed it too. She knew the lady better than me, but I wasn’t sure she’d been in this situation with her before. Did she trust her? I didn’t and I was going to mention it to Sarah.
*
I waited until we got back home to mention Rowena. Sarah had been so busy driving and chatting about money and schedules, that she hadn’t mentioned a thing about how Rowena acted.
Sarah slipped out of her skirt and hiked her shirt up over her head. She was so beautiful standing there in her lingerie that I almost forgot my concerns. I stripped down to my underwear and stretched out on the bed. Sarah turned on a lamp and shut off the main light before climbing into bed beside me.
“Did you not get a strange feeling from that woman?” I couldn’t help but blurt it out. I thought about being more subtle, but I’d chickened out mentioning it enough already.
“Strange? That’s just Rowena. She’s so confident that she just takes over the conversation.” She snuggled up beside me where I sat.
“It’s not that she monopolized the conversation, it’s what she was saying and how she said it. Sarah, she was coming on to me. Not only that, and I hope I’m wrong, but I think she plans on shutting you out.”
Sarah shook her head. “That’s impossible. You’re my client. I found you. Besides, she doesn’t have time to look after you herself, that’s why she employs me.”
I spotted the nervous undertone. She was trying to convince herself. “What about her coming on to me? Doesn’t that bother you at all?” Most women would be upset by something like that, but I know Sarah was constantly surprising me.
“You’re a gorgeous man, get used to it. Besides, she won’t be the last in this line of work, David. I’m aware of that. She raised her leg up, letting it lay across my lap, and rubbed my abs. “The only thing I’d have a problem with, is if you were coming on to her.” She narrowed her eyes playfully and grinned.
“No chance of that. You’re my girl.” I slid down next to her as she shifted to drape her leg over my hip.
“Mmm,” she moaned. “I like the sound of that.”
“Do you?” I grinned as she nodded then kissed my chest, working her way up to my neck.
“Yes, now, where were we?” She gazed into my eyes.
“When?” I shrugged playfully, knowing good and well when she meant.
“Earlier,” she whispered against my neck.
“Dinner, with Rowena?”
Her lips met mine for a quick peck. “No, earlier.”
“In the car on the way to dinner?” I chuckled as she frowned and gave me another quick kiss.
“No,” she said against my lips.
“Ah, I think I might remember.” I kissed her, but quickly pulled away. “I’ve got it! On the sidewalk in front of the restaurant?”
“Shut up,” she said with laughter in her tone.
I slipped my hand down between us and rubbed her warm mound, flattening my palm firm against it. Her breath hitched as she gasped. “Fine, I have better things to do with my mouth anyway.” I shifted her onto her back and slipped my hand down between her thighs which she parted to welcome me. Before I could slip my hand inside her elastic, I noted her expression. Her eyes were ringed red.
“Hey, you.” I sat up on my knees and she scooted up on the bed to sit crossing her arms in front of her. I’d never seen her so shaken. “Sarah, what’s wrong?”
Fat tears spilled down her cheeks. “I think you’re right. I think she is trying to shut me out.”
I moved up and laid down behind her and pulled her against me. “It’s going to be all right, Sarah, I promise.” I held her there until she fell asleep, her cheeks still wet with tears and I vowed then and there that I’d never let Rowena hurt her again.
Chapter 29
David
The annoying buzz of Sarah’s alarm clock sounded and I felt her warmth leave me. I opened my eyes as she silenced the thing and then she took off to the bathroom before I could say good morning. I couldn’t believe the time. I’d never slept until seven a.m. a day in my life and was surprised that I’d managed to sleep so peacefully. I credited Sarah being in my arms, she was such a sound sleeper and I missed her closeness already. I got to my feet and headed to the kitchen to put on some coffee while she turned the shower on.
I looked in her freezer and found frozen waffles and stuck a couple in the toaster. By the time she came out, toweling off her hair, her breakfast was ready. “You’re going to have me so spoiled,” she said, taking a bite of her waffle.
“I need to get my hair dry now, though, or I’ll never make it in on time. I’m taking the car. I figured you’d get there a lot easier in a cab, if you don’t mind. I’ll leave the number and address.” She ran back to the room, still toweling off her hair and it wasn’t long until I heard her hair dryer going.
She was in such a rush, and I wondered if this was what all of her mornings were like. I’d have a lot to get used to for sure. I turned on the TV and found the news, but everything was so different. I didn’t understand half of the places they mentioned or my relation to them. I’d have to get used to my surroundings and I guessed I would over time. It was exciting in some ways, and not so much in others. Give me a guitar and a stage and I’d be right at home. One had to be just like another. At least I hoped.
Before I knew it Sarah was ready to leave and she leaned in and kissed my cheek before heading to the door. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”
I could tell she was trying to be strong and optimistic. I wished I could go with her. I don’t know what made me think she’d never leave my side, but it wasn’t until the moment she shut the door, that that reality kicked in. I got up and went to the window waiting to see if I could see her on her way to her car. I backed away, not wanting to look like a ninny, but minutes later, I stepped closer when she approached her car, got in, and drove away. I didn’t have a phone or anything to call her. All I had was my appointment and for some reason I couldn’t get excited about it. I tried to pump myself up, but something about Rowena just didn’t feel right. I hoped I was wrong about everything, but I had a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I went ahead and got ready and then passed the time strumming my guitar and making sure it was in tune. I packed it up and headed out after calling the cab and waited downstairs for it to arrive. It was my first ever cab ride, and if things went well today, the first of many.
