Love In Rewind

by Tali Alexander

  I started to tell him that I didn't mind signing a prenuptial agreement when he put a finger on my lips to make me stop talking.

  "This is not a negotiation."

  "Louis, you worked hard and built your company from zilch. Your father entrusted you with all his financial and physical assets. Eric would've wanted you to protect yourself. We've only known each other for forty-four days. If you were my son I wouldn't let you marry anyone without a prenup," I said.

  He looked up at me smiling, still holding my hands in one of his and twirling one of my blonde locks in between his fingers. "It's a good thing you're not my mom then. I wouldn't want to be dreaming of fucking my mom, that's for sure."

  Oh brother, that's all he got from that whole conversation. Men, I thought.

  "Louis, I know you're very successful and you don't need me to work, nor can I contribute to your wealth financially. I do, however, need to do something with my life. Beside being your wife."

  He was listening but he wasn't really hearing me. All he said back to me was, "You can come work for me. That way I don't have to wait until I come home to bang you." He was smiling but it wasn't funny. He continued, "Em, you can do whatever you want, go to school, stay home in bed all day, or start your own business. I will support you in whatever you decide to do. I just want you happy."

  I kissed him and ran my fingers through his brown wavy mane. "Are you really mine? You are every woman's fantasy and you want me … why?" I asked him while still sitting in his lap.

  "Em, do you really not know how incredible you are? How can you even ask me that question? You're stunning. Besides that perfect face and your indescribable eyes you have the body of a pin-up girl. You know I've become obsessed with your tits, and baby, you taste so sweet everywhere. You probably don't know this because I'm the only one who's ever tasted you. And I will never let anyone have a taste of you. I've never met a woman like you, and I've met lots of women. You never complain. You're not a bitch or an Upper East Side spoiled brat. You love and respect your family. I don't have to go into all your virtues. You were a virgin until I deflowered you a few hours ago, for God's sake. I am snatching and taking you off the market to make sure you don't smarten up and find someone better than me."

  "Louis, you're perfect. I will only ever want you for the rest of my life. There is no one better for me … just you."

  I then asked the question that was in the back of my mind since we'd descended the stairs. "Did we make love while my parents were waiting for us downstairs?"

  Louis laughed and finally said, shaking his head, "No, they got in around noon; we were already showering."

  My birthday gifts were far from done that day. My parents gifted both Louis and I with beautiful matching Rolex watches. My daddy said it was a tradition for the parents of the bride to give a watch as an engagement gift. My sister, and less so my brother-in-law, I hoped, had bought me sexy lingerie. I blame my sister for starting me on my love affair with Agent Provocateur. My nana Rose had my sister pack her gift to me in my overnight bag. I unwrapped it to find a wooden jewelry box with beautiful inlaid woodwork. Inside were two silver colored wedding bands. She had a small note tucked under the rings.

  To my wonderful little Bubbala,

  I know what a beautiful surprise awaits you today. I would like to be one of the first to say Mazel Tov to you and Louis. I wish the both of you a great life together. Kina-ahora. May God give you a big beautiful mispocha. May only naches visit your doorstep. I wish your Zeyde Nathan was alive to meet your wonderful boychick. Louis loves you very much. He's a smart boy and quite a big macher I hear. I am very happy you met your bashert. I am passing along to you our wedding rings for mazel. My Tatteleh had them made for us during the war. It was always one of my treasured possessions. Your Zeyde and I had a long happy life together filled with wonderful kids and grandchildren, and I wish you two the same, if not better.

  Zie Gezunt

  Rose Goldberg

  God, I loved that woman.

  I showed Louis the rings and he said it would be an honor for him to wear something that precious. God, I loved him too.

  Chapter 27

  Sex on the beach...

  My parents and my sister stayed with us for the whole weekend. That first night after dinner when all our guests turned in for the night Louis and I went to take a stroll on the beach to recap. I was wearing a chiffon cream-colored flowing dress. Louis had on white linen pants and a button down light blue linen shirt. We were both barefoot strolling by the water's edge hand in hand.

  "Can I try again tonight? Is it too soon? I promise I can do better."

  "Better than what?" I asked.

  "Well, for one, I won't let myself come after doing you for only three minutes. Two, I want to fuck you harder and longer. I need to know I can make my future wife come repeatedly."

  I swallowed loudly. "This morning was so amazingly intense that if it gets any harder I may become permanently impaled on your cock."

  "I just got a mental image of you attached to my dick. Shit, I'm already hard."

  I looked around at the deserted beach and brazenly placed my unoccupied hand on his swelling cock, for affirmation of his statement. I caressed his length in upward strokes and then squeezed to be rewarded with a, Ohhhhhh.

  Louis let our clasped hands go and hooked both his hands under my arms then lifted me off my feet to the level of his face.

  "I don't even need to touch you to know how drenched your pussy is right now," he said into my panting mouth. "Once all our guests leave and it's just the two of us … I promise to spread you out on this sand and fuck you in every imaginable position. But right now I just need to be inside you."

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. "Yeah, that sounds good … cock attachment in progress," I said mockingly, feeling Louis tug at my moistened panties with both hands.

  "Didn't I say underwear was prohibited here?" he asked, while shredding them in two with one hard tug.

  "Mmmmm," I moaned into his open mouth at his barbaric yank. He held my bare butt with one arm and fondled his zipper with the other. I loved how feminine and weightless he made me feel. When his cock spurted from the confines of his pants and rested with a thump hard against my butt, I jumped from the jolt. Louis took hold of his hard cock and whacked it a few times against my bare ass.

  "You like that little girl?"

  "You know I like it. That feels good." I bit down on his bottom lip and then gently sucked on his tongue.

  "Baby, can you imagine how good it will feel one day when you let me fuck that beautiful ass?"

  If it felt anything like him fucking my pussy, I would let him fuck any hole he wanted. He lifted me a little higher and navigated the tip of his shaft into my leaking hole. I was wet as he slithered all the way inside me with one hard thrust. I yelled out from the harsh blow. Louis stiffened instantly, sobering from his carnal entranced state. I was still sore and tender from this morning's tryst.

  "Em, I'm sorry, was that too rough?"

  "I'll be okay. I think I like it rough."

  I wanted to calm him down and keep me focused on the pleasure and not the pain. He liked my answer because he started pumping himself into me with even more force. I knew it would be hard to walk tomorrow. With every one of his upwards thrusts he pushed me down on his shaft harder. I was panting and moaning so hard that it sounded like I had a few cocks working me, not just one.

  Our bodies were flushed and Louis' hard grip on my rear made my pubic bone rub against his. All I could hear was the sound of our skin slapping and the wet slurp of his penis every time he thrust into me. I could feel my clit start to tingle from the repeated stimulation. Louis was breathing hard. We were still both dressed and his hair was getting damp from the sweat. I knew he was close; I could smell the scent of sex and sweat between us.

  I felt him deep inside me in this position and there was an unfamiliar friction to the fr
ont wall of my sex that his cock was causing. I clenched my vaginal walls around his magnificent length and felt my labial lips drag up and down his rod. I was being stimulated in so many places that I couldn't hold on any more. I let go of Louis' neck and started free falling backwards.

  "Shit … Em, hold on, baby." He caught me with both hands outstretched in midair. Then he gripped me by my shoulders and held my body in front of him at an almost ninety-degree perpendicular angle. Louis was squatting with me in his arms and continued pumping into me with irresistible force.

  "Fuck, Emily … COME!"

  I was already there. I was already shaking and convulsing around him while he continued to pump into me mercilessly. "Louis … Louis … oh, God … ahhhh," I managed to sob out in between the waves of contractions that sliced through me.

  He gave a hard jerk, "Oh fuck … Emily, I love you…" and then another and then he stilled. I could feel his hot liquid spout deep inside me. He sat down on the sand with a big thump. He then lay flat on his back with his cock still buried deep inside me. We were both spent and felt limbless. A few minutes later with his cock still twitching inside me, he moved my hair off my face and said, "That was earth shattering if you were wondering."

  I was too debilitated for any coherent response. I just smiled and kissed his smooth chest. I was definitely not going to be able to walk tomorrow or the day after that.

  ******

  The next day Louis' mom joined our gleeful group. My new house—Oh my God, my new house!—The Blue Lagoon had six bedrooms, which meant everybody had their own nook. By the end of that weekend, the house was one hundred percent furnished. I also found out that Trisha and her husband lived on the property in a guesthouse and did all the maintenance and upkeep for the Villa. Trisha was a great cook and was a pleasure to have around. Elizabeth and my mom got along wonderfully. I was blessed to have such a welcoming future mother-in-law. I called my nana back in NY, thanking her profusely for the rings and was happy to know she approved of my love.

  I excused myself and left Louis' side for the first time since we arrived at Turks and Caicos to give my best friend a much overdue call.

  "Guess what?" I said as soon as I heard Sara's familiar voice.

  "Let me do a timeline of your weekend for you. The way I've been imagining it: it started with Like A Virgin by Madonna, leading to Salt 'N Pepa's Push It, followed by John Mellencamp's Hurts So Good. But all that doesn't matter because Billy Idol is promising us a White Wedding. How'd I do, future Mrs. Rich and Famous?"

  "You cheated, Mr. Rich and Famous called to give you a heads up … but I'm glad he did. He knows we're like family. Are you happy for me?"

  "Emily, happy? Are you kidding? I'm ecstatic for you. When I think of you and Louis together I feel like maybe one day I'll find someone to love and someone who wants to Stop The World and melt with me. I just hope that someone isn't married with children when I find him."

  I wished with all my heart for her to find that person who would see how wonderful she was and love her. Only I knew how much she was hurting inside even when she put on a big smile for the world to see. I hoped she wouldn't let someone like Jeff break her.

  "I'm sure you'll find The One by Elton John…"

  "Thanks, love. I'll accept that one even though we both know that The One is not an ‘80s song … you're losing your touch, kid. Before I forget, I told Eddie; he asked me to tell you he wishes you guys a big congratulations."

  ****

  I was with Jenna in the pool the morning before they were scheduled to leave, floating in a white inflatable love seat together.

  "Do you think this is crazy?" I asked her, not really needing an in-depth explanation to my question. Jenna was not just my sister; she was also a kind of best friend for me, sometimes even more so than Sara.

  "Yes, I think it's crazy and unbelievable. But I'm happy it's happening to you and Louis."

  "I lost my virginity, or rather, gave it away willingly, on my birthday."

  Jenna turned and looked at me, "And," she said with a hand motion.

  "And … it was painful. But mostly amazing."

  My sister cooed at my admission. "So now we can talk about sex to each other openly; and you will actually know what the hell I'm talking about. I can't believe my baby sister is getting married soon."

  "I don't know when we're getting married yet, we haven't discussed that far," I admitted to Jenna.

  "Is he as amazing in bed as he looks?"

  "Better," I said, blushing and remembering our sex on the beach from last night.

  Jenna interrupted my daydream, saying, "Mike and I like Louis' idea about expanding Crown Affairs and bringing you in as a full-time partner."

  What was going on? I knew nothing about my life anymore. "Jen, what are you talking about, more surprises?"

  "What? Louis didn't tell you? He's investing a lot of money into our company. He thinks that it would be great for us to all work together. It will be like a family business."

  I'd never really thought about what I wanted to be when I grow up. I guess it was time for me to grow up.

  "I'm a little pissed for constantly being left out of the loop. But working and building a business with you and Mike sounds kind of awesome."

  Jenna squealed loud enough that our men heard us all the way on the beach.

  Chapter 28

  Rewind, erase, and change...

  My surprises didn't end there. Once my family and Louis' mom left us we had a few days to frolic in the sun, just the two of us. I really did feel like we were lost on a deserted island. We were naked most of the time, either swimming in the pool or making love in the sand. One morning after being alone for a week, Louis didn't let me go downstairs naked. Instead he picked out a white bikini and cover-up for me.

  "It's just us; I thought you liked it when my boobs were at your disposal."

  We'd just had our morning shower sex and Louis was still drying me with a big fluffy towel.

  "Baby, I love having your tits on display. But I need you dressed today. We're having company … if they see you naked they won't ever want to leave."

  "So it's my tits that keep you from leaving?" I asked, knowing that Louis needed to suck my nipples to start and end each day.

  "Your tits are one reason, then there is your tight pussy and your talented mouth, and that juicy ass. But what keeps me glued to you is the package that holds all my favorite parts together. You have bewitched me since I first saw you. You are mine for life, baby. I can't wait to officially make you Emily Bruel."

  "Who's our company today, Mr. Bruel?"

  "Why don't you put your bikini and cover-up on and go downstairs to find out?"

  I got dressed in a New York minute and ran down the stairs to see Sara and Eddie sitting in the kitchen having breakfast. Sara and I squealed and started jumping up and down like a couple of pre-teens at a rock concert.

  "I thought you left for London," I said, still embracing my best friend.

  "I'm leaving from here to England. Eddie will get me settled before he starts his vacation. I had to see with my own eyes if fucking made you more beautiful," the stupid ditz said to me right in front of her mortified brother.

  "Congratulations, Emma."

  "Thank you, Eddie." I let go of Sara to give her brother a hug. "I can't believe you guys are here. This is such a wonderful surprise. Thank you for coming. How long are you staying?"

  "Thank you and your rich fiancé for bringing us here. My camp doesn't start until next week. We're all yours for the next three nights. Let's go chica, show me the ring. I can't believe that my best friend is getting married to the hottest, richest guy ever."

  Eddie rolled his eyes. I guess he still wasn't sold on Louis' hotness. While Sara was inspecting my left hand, I realized I'd left my engagement ring upstairs. After hugging and kissing my friends over and over, I ran back up to our room to put my ring on. I found Louis on the phone talking quietly to
someone, obviously unaware I'd come back up. I didn't want to interrupt his conversation. I snuck in quietly.

  "Isabella, let me talk. You never fucking let me say two words. Why would you keep that from me? Yes, I'm getting married, but I want to know who the fuck told you? You're doing this to me because you want to punish me? I have a right to know. Well, it's too late now. I love her, that's the difference. I don't want her to know anything about you. She won't understand. If you try to contact her Isa, I. Will. Ruin. You! That's right … the video. You know which video I have and I know you don't want your family to see it. If you jeopardize my marriage, I repeat, I will ruin you. No, she's all I need. I don't share her and I will never need anyone else in bed when I'm with her."

  I felt my legs start to give out. I made an unconscious pained noise, which Louis must've heard because he turned around in horror. I berated myself for letting my guard down and believing him. I'd heard his whole secret conversation with God-knows-who about God-knows-what. He tried so hard to keep me sheltered and as far away from the life he lived before we met that every time those worlds collided it was cataclysmic.

  "Fuck … Emily! Let me explain."

  My body had a déjà vu feeling back to that night in Phillip's club. It went back to that fight or flight instinct. I chose flight once again. I couldn't fight with Louis being in the state my head and heart were in. The air was still very much knocked out of me. I ran out of the room operating on autopilot and into another bedroom on the same floor. I locked the door behind me, fell on the floor, and started to cry. Who the fuck was Isabella and what didn't she tell him? Why did she want to talk to me? What kind of video did he have that could ruin her? He was knocking on the door like a madman. It felt like the whole house was shaking.