Enough Isn't Everything (Everything Trilogy) (14 page)

Alfie had tears in his eyes when he told me about it. The script writing around it could only be read by people who were intimate with him. It said, “We look down on each other
Mom.”

He explained that he put the angel on the muscle
under his thumb, so that when he strummed his guitar, he would always be reminded of his mom, who taught him to play, and who died when he was eighteen.

The last thing she had said to him was, “Always remember I’m looking down on you honey, and you will never feel alone.”

I felt that this creative gesture was an amazing memorial to his mother. It definitely didn’t lend itself to him not doing the emotional thing he kept banging on about. When he spoke his eyes clearly displayed his changing emotions, and it was the only serious feeling I’ve seen from him.

I was fascinated by his eyes
 and how they displayed his changing moods. I’d never known that before with anyone else. They shined when he was being playful, had a definite glint when he was being cheeky and flirty, and were more hooded and darker in his seductive phase with a much more vibrant green and serious look, depicting his raw lust.

Watching him lust after me turned me on so much. I was watching him watch me and seeing the effect my body had on him when I was just lying there. He seemed so into me when he was with me, and I wished that we could have this relationship all t
he time instead of hiding away.

I was having the time of my life when I was with him, yet I wasn’t allowe
d to feel anything emotionally. I knew that I would have to play it cool for Alfie to continue to want me.

I was under no illusions that if I was to suddenly express anything other than a physical attraction for him, he would be gone
, and I wasn’t ready to let him go just yet.

He sat up, sitting back on his heels. “Hey, I nearly forgot… you want some ice cream?”

I bunched my brows and looked at him incredulously. “Now?”

H
e grinned widely. “Oh, hell, yeah, especially now!” he replied animatedly, before grabbing the bag of supplies.

He pulled out a tub of vanilla ice cream and scooped some out with his fingers. “Here
,” he said. He pushed some of it into my mouth with his fingers before I could protest.

It was runny
 and had begun to melt. Some ran down his arm almost to his elbow. He quickly tried to lick it, but I grabbed his arm and licked and sucked his arm clean. He shuddered at my touch, “Stop. This is my trick,” he scowled at me.

He took some more ice cream in his fingers and fed it to me again. The coldness was stark
contrast to the hot, sensual feelings of arousal running inside of me.

Alfie’s mouth was on
 mine as soon as he’d scooped ice cream in it, licking and sucking my tongue and lips with his hot mouth. It was so hot. I moaned long and loudly, “Ohhh.” He drove me insane with the feelings of lust he was triggering deep inside me
.

Shivering, he
gave me chills, and my folds were swollen as my sensitive flesh ached for him. The whole thing was so erotic. His hand fell between my thighs. “Aha. That turned you on a little, hmm?” My lust filled eyes locked into his, and I was pleading with him to take me.

I was so wet and ready to have him inside me now, and I couldn’t stop squirming. He took some more ice cream and smeared it
 on my breasts, it was freezing. “Argh, oh, God, don’t…” I squirmed again trying to crawl and get away.

He pinned me down by my hips
, chuckling, and licked off the cold, melting ice cream. He sucked my nipples, and the sensation was incredible. “Christ.” He licked around my areola and sucked hard, sometimes chuckling at me when I squirmed, sending pangs of ecstasy to my loins.

He scooped more
onto my stomach and used his tongue to lick it into my belly button, then his mouth formed a vacuum over it as he sucked it out again. His cold hands gripped either side of me. “Don’t worry,” he whispered playfully. “I’ll be sure to lick you clean girl.”

I shivered and shook, my blood was on fire. “Please Alfie. Please I need you inside me
,” I pleaded as I squirmed and writhed around. He continued to hold me in place as he enjoyed my body.

Suddenly he sat up
, offering me a reprieve, and opened the champagne. “Want some?” He waved the bottle from side to side. He popped the cork, and it banged loudly.

Alfie didn’t blink when it fizzed and overflowed onto the bed. The cork disappeared toward the oak dresser in the corner of the room. He quickly put his mouth around the neck to
try to catch it, but it was too fizzy and the gas forced some out of his mouth as he chuckled.

He
 took some champagne in his mouth and spurted it into mine. I swallowed a huge mouthful, a trickle escaping from my mouth. The alcohol burned my throat a bit on the way down.

“That’s better!” he said, pouring more into my belly button and licking
and supping at the little puddle he’d made. “You taste so sweet honey! You’re ruining me, you know that?” His voice was serious and ragged when he said it.

I tried to protest
. “That’s not fair, you are driving me insane here with all of this, and I don’t get to do anything.” Alfie pulled himself away and flopped on the bed, lying semi recumbent, with the champagne bottle in his hand. “Oh, so you 
do
 want to play now, eh?”

He poured a little
 of the champagne down his chest and gestured at his belly. “Go on then, give it your best shot!” I sat up and put my hand in the tub.

The ice cream was really runny now
, and I scooped some out dripping it into spots on his belly to mingle with the champagne already there. He screamed, and bent double.

“Ah, not so bold now are you?” I teased pushing him back. It was good to be in charge of him for a few minutes.

I smeared it up over his chest and stomach. “Jesus Christ, that’s freezing…oh…fuck.” His mouth made a silent scream of shock. I giggled as I licked and sucked my way down his body as he replicated the effect it had on me, intermittently shivering and moaning.

Alfie’s
eyes met mine. “Oh fuck, honey, you are so fucking incredible. How did I live without you?” I hesitated when he said this. I swallowed and shook his remark off as heat-of-the-moment and dragged my tongued all the way down his happy trail, stopping short of his cock, which twitched.

I ignored it, smearing the ice cream all around his groin and inside his thighs, each time stopping shor
t of actually touching his cock.

He began stroking my shoulders and hair
, and he kept trying to pull me up to him. I resisted, and pushed him back down, driving him crazy with want for me.

“I need to have you now.” I
smiled, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

“
Soon…” I took the champagne and swigged some, keeping it in my mouth.

I kissed
 him and allowed him to drink from me. He took some more, but before my mouth was empty, I took his cock in my mouth. “Shit! Fucking…” he muttered loudly. The alcohol burned in my mouth, but instead of swallowing it, I swished it, making the liquid froth around his glans.

He got up and pushed me back on the bed again, scooping the last of the ice cream and smearing my labia, he pushed some inside me with his fingers. The
freezing sensation shocked me, and it started to have a numbing effect.

I
 screamed and shivered as he teased me with agonizing delight. His mouth was immediately on my entrance, sucking and licking, his tongue delving deep into me. He took his cold tongue up to my hard clitoris and drew it all the way down my seam to my anus.

I screamed
again and arched and begged, “No more, I can’t take it, please fuck me.” He began lapping harder and faster at my clitoris, inserting two fingers inside me.

“Are you ready for me, Lily?”
he teased and I whimpered, “Please, please, I can’t…”

He whispered into my throat, “Go for it girl.” He sucked hard on my clit,
while moving his fingers inside me rapidly.

I felt lightheaded and held my breath a
s my orgasm tore through me. I came so hard, bucking and thrashing, my head thrust forward, and I screamed his name, “Alfie!”

He watched me, and smiled, as I continued to ride out my climax, almost forcing Alfie’s fingers out of me. He sat up, wiped his mouth
, and smirked at me, then announced loudly, “Vanilla sex, my version anyway.”

Alfie
rolled over onto his back and pulled me to him; still erect, but in no hurry to finish off. He peered over at me, “You okay?” I nodded and gave him a weak smile.

He rubbed my arm and drew small circles on it with his thumb, as I lay my head over his chest. I heard his heart beating strong and steady.

We lay in silence for a few minutes until I spoke. “What are you thinking?” I felt an immediate pang of regret after I asked him, because I suddenly wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer. I was beginning to think he didn’t want to continue, as he hadn’t completed what he’d wanted me here for.

“You want to know…seriously? Lily, I don’t know what you’re doing here with me.” I was stunned.

“What do you mean?” He turned his head to look at me.

“You…you are so fucking incredible. You don’t need to be with me. You can have any guy you want out there. Trust me… I’ve seen how men look at you.” I wasn’t expecting that at all. I pulled back and perched myself on one elbow to look at him.

“I thought we had an understanding. I don’t want any other guys, I’m happy as things are, now that you’ve explained your ignoring tactics. You’re exaggerating how attractive I am.”

He stared at me, then slowly moved a strand of hair off my forehead, and sighed heavily. “I can’t love you, Lily. You should be with someone that can give you everything.” I swallowed hard. It was difficult to hear him say that to me, especially when I was forming an attachment to him.

“I won’t love you Alfie; isn’t this why we are doing this?” I held his gaze and his eyes narrowed a little, then he moved and kissed my neck. I wondered if he was hiding any real feelings he had.
Maybe he was trying to let me down gently?

“Alfie, if you don’t
want to do this just say and I’ll leave.” As soon as I said it, I was afraid of his response.
Would I be able to just up and leave without another word?

“Can I have a minute?”
he said, lying back and pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. His breathing was a little deeper as he seemed to struggle with his feelings.

I debated whether to get
 dressed, because I felt he was going to blow me out. He rolled toward me, and drew his index finger down my belly slowly and gently before he spoke. “Lily, sweetheart…”

I swallowed hard
, and tears were beginning to form in my eyes. I blinked hard and put my head down fighting them back.

He sighed. “Lily, you are the whole package, the whole fucking package.” He trembled a little
. “You’re beautiful, intelligent, funny, playful, a fucking goddess in the bedroom and too fucking sweet and innocent to do this.”

I was annoyed that he was judging me. “Is that so? Why did you ask me then? You know nothing about me Alfie. I don’t want to be in a long
-term relationship right now. Your offer wouldn’t have appealed to me if I did.”

Alfie
lay on his back again, and stared at the ceiling. Then turned and met my gaze again, holding it. “Tonight… you were so fucking hot tonight. I almost came just watching you in those heels, playing that fucking guitar. You play amazingly. I want to play with you, by the way.” He smiled shaking his head in disbelief.

I didn’t know what to say, but I blushed that he was paying me compliments about my music
 and how I looked. I have heard comments about how I looked all my life, but they meant more coming from him, like I craved his approval. “You can do so much better than me, Lily. Don’t waste your time with me, honey.”

I felt panicked
. I really didn’t want this to end this with him. “If you want out, just say.” I threw back at him. When his eyes darted at me, I knew he didn’t feel that way because of the way his eyes snapped to mine when I said it.

“I’m in. Only if you insist you’re sure
,” he said quickly. There was another silence.

Alfie’s next question
 was totally unexpected. “So what’s the deal with Will, are you fucking him as well?” I sat up and gave him an incredulous look, hurt that he could think that of me.

“Where has that come from? I’m not a slut, Alfie.”
 
I wasn’t prepared for that at all. “Anyway, isn’t the deal we can fuck whoever we want with no strings?” I felt so hurt that he could think that, but I wasn’t going to show it.

Alfie perched himself up on one elbow saying, “Oh, honey, I didn’t mean to make you feel you were under the microscope. I was
curious, that’s all. I want someone on my level, and I believe now that you are. I’m more than happy with things.”

He immediately lightened the mood. “Come on.”
He pulled me up off of the bed, and into the bathroom.

It
 didn’t escape me that he’d diverted the conversation, but I was curious as to why he thought that about Will and me. After him saying that, I wasn’t sure we’d be doing this for much longer.

“It’s time to get clean
,” he stated, darting back to his bedroom and returning with the champagne bottle and a couple of condoms from his pants.

He turned on the shower, and pulled
me into the shower with him. “Come on, you need a scrub, you’re a very dirty girl,” he said playfully, swatting my ass. I wasn’t turned on at all, but as soon as he was peppering my neck with kisses again under the shower, I turned into a panting mess in no time. The guy turned me on like a faucet.

He took a face cloth and lathered it with bodywash.
 He turned me away from him and began washing my back. It felt amazing as the soft, satiny bubbles cascaded down my body. The cloth soon dipped under my arms and over my breasts as he held me to him with one hand in front of my belly.

I could feel his hard cock grow and press into my lower back. This only increased my arousal, along with the fact that the cloth was now dipp
ing between my legs, as he washed the most sensitive areas of my body.

Strangely, I found the act of him washing me more intimate than anything
 else we had done already. It was odd, given that he didn’t do emotions. He certainly made me feel quite emotional when he took take care of me like this.