Wrapped in Silk (34 page)

Brody stood in the hallway against the door and listened to her cry and got extremely angry and punched the wall, “Shit!” he yelled and held his hand.

Emma jumped up and walked out the door and found him crouched on the floor holding his bleeding hand. He looked at Emma and his jaw tightened and he closed his eyes.

“Did that wall piss you off or was it me?” Emma asked as she knelt down and took his hand to look it over.

He flinched, “I am not mad at you.”

“Okay so the wall then?” Emma forced a laugh as she stood up and pulled him with her.

“Sorry,” Brody said his plump bottom lip sticking out.

“Okay you need to tell me what just happened Brody,”
Emma said as she led him into the master bathroom and washed his hand off as she examined it.

“Not now Emma,” he said and flinched.

“Your hand looks fine, you’re lucky,” Emma said and walked out and went down the hall into London’s room.

She stood in the middle of the floor and looked around the light pink room. London had picked a much brighter color pink and Emma swayed her into doing an accent wall in the Pepto Bismal pink instead of the whole room.
Okay Emma, she thought to herself, this is just a small issue easily overcome. He was upset just upset. Damn it why won’t he talk to me?

Emma walked out and
past the master suite and went downstairs. The entry was grand and although she would never say it to either Brody or London she felt it was a waste of space. The dining room was to the right and was large enough to invite London’s entire class of twenty kids for dinner. The living room was on the opposite side of the house and was huge. Brody, Emma, and London had agreed on a very pale yellow with the ceiling painted a shade darker. The furniture was enormous and fit the large room perfectly. The brown leather sectional was perfect for a family of ten, not just three, and there was a half bath off of it. The kitchen, pantry, study, and bathroom all were as oversized as the rest of the house and in the back of the house. The furniture had been delivered yesterday as a surprise to Emma. Brody wanted to keep her busy today, knowing she would be emotional, something happy to brighten her day.

“There you are,” Brody said wrapping his arm
s around her waist from behind, she reached up and rubbed his soft stubble. “Okay?”

“Are you?” she asked softly.

“I am now, sorry about that,” he said and kissed her neck.

“Brody, have you ever thought abo
ut adoption?” Emma asked softly.

He chuckled, “No Emma.”

“Well I think it’s something that could be considered,” Emma said and turned around to face him.

His eyes widened, “Do you want another child?”

“I think you do and if you do I want that as well,” Emma said looking at the ground.

“Emma, I don’t need that. You and London are enough,” he said and hugged her.

“There are other ways,” Emma said quietly.

“Emma do you want another child?” Brody asked lifting her chin and looking into her eyes.

“I want to give you a child,” Emma said and looked at him, “I can’t and I know what an amazing father you would be, I can’t take that from you.”

“I love you Emma, that upstairs was not about wanting a child. It’s about my controlling tendenc
ies. I don’t want London to get hurt. That’s it understand?” Brody asked.

“Yep, but.
..” Emma started.

Brody put his finger over her mouth, “Seven hours and fifteen minutes.”

Emma looked at him and his eyes were dark blue and slightly hooded.

“Ple
nty of time to get London’s room done,” Emma breathed out.

“How about we start in ours and work our wa
y down the hall?” he asked as he pulled her closer into him.

Emma tried not to smile, “Why not start down here then?”

He smiled and kissed her gently, “Right here?” he asked rubbing down her back slowly as he kissed her neck.

“Uh hu
,” Emma said rolling her head to the side giving him further access to her neck.

“How about here?” he asked as he ran his finger tips across her breast that immediately responded to his touch.

“Yes,” she moaned softly.

He slowly started to lift her shirt and she stopped him, “Please not yet.”

“Emma we have already been there, what’s the problem love?” Brody asked as he reached behind her and unsnapped her bra one handed.

Emma pulled away slowly, “I look li
ke the bride of Frankenstein, it’s daylight and I just can’t. Do you understand?”

“Nope,
” he said and took the right one in his mouth and Emma moaned when she really wanted to protest.

“The way I see it,” he paused as he pulled on her nipple lightly with his teeth, “is very different than how you do,” again he paused and
licked her and lightly blew on her and she let out a breath. “This may seem perfect and don’t get me wrong Em it is, pretty damn amazing, but I prefer this one.” Brody slowly pulled her black lacey bra down and slowly knelt before her.

“Brody don’t,” she
whispered.

“Trust me Emma this is by far my favorite, this little light pink mark,” he s
aid as he traced it with his tongue, “That is my favorite spot. What you see as monstrous I see as a blessing. This mark is where the doctors entered and removed a small piece that could have eventually taken you from me. This Emma is my favorite spot and you’re trying to keep me from it.”

Brody stood and kissed her neck
and up her face, and felt her moist cheek against his lips as he moved up her face.

“Did I overstep?” he asked softly as he leaned back.

“No you did not, that was…” Emma started.

“
The truth, you will not get anything else from me Emma. I may need a moment now and then but I will always be honest and truthful,” he said and kissed her soft wet lips. “I want to make love to you here Emma, may I?”

She shook her head yes and took his face in her hands and kissed him.

~

Emma sat up on the
dinning room table completely exhausted. Brody smiled at her as he watched her and rubbed her bare back.

“Ready to move upstairs?” he asked.

“I can barely sit up,” Emma giggled.

“Well we have five more hours to pass and I really want you in our bed,” Brody said squeezing her rear.

“You have had me in every room and on every surface down here,” Emma laughed “I don’t think I will ever be able to wash dishes in that sink without turning red.”

“You shouldn’t have tried to run,” Brody laughed.

“We need to clean up the floor, it’s very slippery. Who would have thought the faucet sprayer could reach that far?” Emma laughed.

“I am so glad it did, that damn shirt needed to come off,” he said as he
sat up and wrapped his arms around her gently caressing her breast.

“Thank you,” Emma whispered.

“For what love?” he said and kissed her neck.

“Everything, you are amazing and sweet and kind,” Emma said leaning back into him, “And hard
… again Brody?” she gasped as she felt him against her back.

“What do you expect, you’re
sitting naked on our dining room table and all I can think about is what’s down her for me to munch on,” he laughed and grazed his long fingers between her legs.

“Oh Brody,” she moa
ned and jumped off the table before he could grab her, “Meet me in that big old bed music man,” she said running up the stairs.

He grabbed her before she got to the door and wrapped his arm around her and lightly bit her neck, “Gotcha.”

“Well it seems you do,” Emma said and turned toward him, “So now what are you going to do about it?”

Brody laughed
his deep dark naughty laugh, “I am going to tie you up in bows love.”

“I don’t think.
..” Emma started and he lifted her onto him and thrust into her savagely and she cried out.

“No you are not to think, just feel and do as you
’re told,” Brody said pulling out as swiftly as he entered her.

Emma gasped, “Give that back.”

“Demands will not be met at present time, come I want to show you something,” he said grabbing her hand and leading her to the closet.

Brody opened the door to his closet and pushed back the clothes revealing another door, he pulled a key
off of a shelf. He winked at Emma who was wide eyed with wonder. He opened the door and behind it was a a small closet that had drawers and shelves that held boxes.

“Alright Emma why don’t you check this out,” his voice was controlled but she knew he was nervous.

Emma pulled open a drawer and its contents made her gasp out loud. She picked up a small silver object and her face turned red.

“Okay
, just so you know, I am completely embarrassed right now and expect that you think I don’t know what these are, but I do.”

“What are they Emma,” he asked wrapping his arms around her waist and slowly pressing
his erection against her back.

“Bullets? Silver bullets, sex toys, and hand cuffs, and a vibrator,” she moaned as he caressed her sex with his hands.

“Okay very good Emma, how do you feel about them,” he said circling her with his finger.

“Well I have been to
toy parties, I always bought the lotions,” she said breathlessly.

He giggled and opened the next drawer reveal
ing several lotions and oils.

“Y
ep like those,” she said pushing into his touch.

He moaned, “So you like those hu?”

“I think I will with you,” she said her voice shaking. She reached down to the last drawer and he stopped it from opening with his knee.

“You aren’t ready for that yet love,” Brody said inserting a finger into her.

“Please,” she moaned.

“Those boxes, the
black one, is for now,” he said and pulled his hands away from her and reached up to grab it, “Get in bed Emma.”

His voice was gruff and she felt excitement burn deep inside of her as she went to the bed and covered herself as
she sat waiting and wanting all things Brody.

He bit the corner of his lip as he pulled the blanket
off of her, “Give me your hand.”

He gently tied it up and moved to the next, he didn’t have to ask she just reached her hand out to him and squirmed a little and pressed her knees tightly together.

“You need me Em?” he asked stone faced as he cocked his head slightly to the left.

She looked up at him wide
eyed and shook her head slowly.

“Of course you do,” h
e reached over the headboard and pulled two rings attached to ropes from behind it and tugged forcefully checking that they were tight enough.

Emma gasped,
and he released a soft deep haunting laugh that made her squeeze her legs together even tighter as he gently laid her down and attached her silk scarves to the rings. He was straddling her as he was tying her arm, he was in perfect position to take him in her mouth and she did. He looked down at her mouth full of him.

“This isn’t for me, yet,” h
e grabbed a hold of himself and slowly dragged out of her mouth and moaned.

He lightly dragged his head across her lips and down her throat slowly as she followed with her
tongue until she couldn’t reach it anymore and she squirmed with deep desire.

“I wasn’t going to do this yet but you
’re leaving me no choice,” he said taking her ankle and tying it and then the other.

“How
flexible are you Emma, should we see?” he asked as he raised her ankle to her arm.

“If any part of this bothers you you need to tell me and no or stop isn’t going to work, your going to want to say those words and not mean it, I have heard you before,
tell me what word you will say Emma if you ever really want me to stop,” he said pulling more rings from behind the bed.

They where longer and he slid them firmly under her and tied her ankles to them. She could no longer squeeze her knees together.

“What’s your word love?”

“I don’t know, but I need you now I want to come for you please,” Emma said panting.

“Not yet, pick a word,” Brody demanded.

“Uncle?” Emma said trying to squirm.

He looked at her and tried to maintain his distant look but she saw amusement.

“You can
’t laugh at me when you have me all tied up like this, it makes me feel...” she started.

Brody immediately went down and she stopped and moaned.

He sat back, “No more talking Emma, or I will gag you,” he warned. “You are so fucking hot and you don’t even know it, turn off that shit in your brain and feel,” he said as he slid his finger in her and circled her.