Enough Isn't Everything (Everything Trilogy) (36 page)

“Who… you? Is that jealousy Will?” I sneered.

He crossed his arms over his chest. “You think I want to fuck you, Lily?” I jutted my chin at him.

“You wouldn’t if I offered?” He looked exacerbated with me.

“I’m looking out for you.” I held his cheek.

“I’m fine. I picked him this time.” Will threw his hands up in surrender
.

“Fine! Go, fuck, have fun, don’t bitch about it on the way to the airport tomorrow is all.” He walked away waving a hand behind him.

Alfie was waiting at the cloakroom when I got there. “I thought you’d changed your mind.” I raised an eyebrow.

“I want some mindless sex, and you’re good
,” I said it rather too loudly.

He didn’t look as happy with that statement as I’d expected. “I don’t want you to be my fuck buddy, I want to spend time with you, but I do want you sexually too.” I nodded
.

“You want to fuck me, I want to fuck you, we’re buddies, so …fuck buddy, let’s go.”

Alfie looked pensive again. “You’re sure about this?” he said as we got into the cab.

“Are you? Why do you keep asking me?” I was thinking about the girl, maybe he was having a pang of guilt about having sex with me and seeing her.

He laced his fingers with mine. “Never been more sure about what I want to do with you, but I don’t want to hurt you.” I smiled.

“You
won’t,” I lied. “I’m looking forward to it.” We arrived at his place, and Alfie took me inside. This time it felt different. He didn’t dive on me as soon as we arrived.

“
Drink?” he said walking to the fridge.

“I think I’ve had enough for tonight.”
 I had sobered up a bit and wanted to make sure that I could stay in control.

He looked seriously at me
. “Is that why you’re here, because you’re drunk?

“I’m not here because I’ve been drinking, or maybe I am? I get horny when I drink, but I know what I’m doing.” He continued to sip his wine and stare at me. “What are you thinking?” I murmured. He smiled and exhaled giving a soft laugh.

“You really don’t want me to
verbalize that for you.” He shook his head and winked playfully. I wanted to reach out and touch his beautiful lips.

“Maybe I do
,” I provoked.

Alfie drained his wine glass, walked over to me and set it down on the counter with a soft clink. He walked behind me whispering in my ear, “I’d rather show you. Can I touch you now?”

I turned my head, looking behind me meeting his gaze that was so seductive and full of lust.

“We’re already here. I don’t have to answer that
,” I said deadpan.

He placed his hands on my ribs, turning me around,
 then slid them down and around to my ass, and I shuddered. He pressed my front into the counter with his weight, and pulled my hips back firmly grinding his erection hard against it. His face pressed close to the side of mine, I could feel him breathing down my neck and heard him inhale sharply as a hand moved to run up between my thighs.

His thumbs stopped just short of my sensitive flesh
that was slick and moist. It felt hot, wet, and warm. His breathing was ragged. His hands trembled, as he buried his face in my neck with soft kisses. ”Fuck.”

He traced
 his tongue up my neck to my jawline. I shivered and moaned, “Oh, God.” He smiled into my neck, before turning me to face him.

His mouth crashed on to mine, his tongue deeply exploring my mouth. I didn’t get time to anticipate him kissing me, or the sudden,
hungry, wet, hot tongue invading my mouth. He made me groan with pleasure. I moaned loudly. “Oh, Alfie.” He growled and pulled me to his lean body, until it was flush with his.

Alfie
 kicked my feet apart to get closer, putting his hands under my arms. He slid me up his hard body and lifted me onto the counter. His hands skimmed my inner thighs again, making my dress ride up, and he tugged the hem from under me pulling it up over my head. He dropped it to the floor, his eyes locked into mine.

He pushed my legs apart, and tugged my panties aside. His breath was cool as he blew on my clit, before fluttering his tongue lightly. I murmured, “Alfie, the window.” We were in full view of the picture window near the door.

“I don’t care who looks, I need to taste you. I can’t stop.” He sucked my folds into his mouth in exquisite pulses, sending currents in all directions and juice pooling between my legs. I gasped.

“Oh.
God.” I slightly shook, and inhaled sharply.

He pulled my panties off and
 slid his hand there, circling the moistness around my cleft before inserting a finger. He growled again, then swirled it inside me, searching for my sweet spot and put his head back to suck on my clitoris at the same time.

“So fucking sweet
…” he muttered shakily when he came up for air. What he was doing was sensational.

“Oh.God.
Uh, huh… Yeah… don’t stop!” I moaned loudly, leaning back on my elbows, watching him.

Alfie broke free and grinned up at me. “If I’m going to pleasure you, could you at least try to remember my name
,” he muttered humorously.

He splayed my legs wider. “I should just take you here
… now, you’re so ready for me, I’ve waited too long.” He growled watching my intimate pinkness, spreading his fingers and running his fingers around my slit lightly.

I tried to move and he pushed me back
. “
No
! You’ve made me wait too long for this, stay where you are! I want to take my time,” he commanded.

He licked and sucked again. I could feel myself swelling with want, my juices running out of my core and down my seam to my butt and onto the granite counter.

He suckled and teased, and I felt myself chasing my climax, my body arching into him. He began licking me faster, flicking my clitoris until I shook and screamed.

I came so hard that I thought something inside would snap. “Oh sweet Jesus…yes…oh fuck… no… stop. No Alfie, please…” He was chuckling
while he tormented me. 

“You.
 Want. Me. To .Stop?” He lapped at me with each word, sending me almost insane with pleasure.

He scooped me off the
 counter into his arms, my ass was soaking wet. I wrapped my legs around him as he headed for the stairs. “I need you in my bed… 
now
!” I moaned.

“Why the bedroom?” I panted
.

He was kissing me
, and I could taste myself on him. “Nightstand drawer.”

He gasped into my neck.
 I giggled. “That has got to be the weirdest thing anyone has ever said, given the circumstances.” He peppered my face with kisses, smiling as he spoke. “When. I. Get, Started. I. Wont. Stop… condoms.” My face lit up in recognition of his explanation.

He laid me on the bed and shucked his jeans
to the floor, his action was seamless. I smiled, remembering his explanation of how to get into those. He crawled up the bed and motioned for me to come to him. As I scooted up, he lifted my leg over him, so that I was straddling him.

Alfie
 unhooked my bra, and it almost hurt when he pulled it free. He chucked it across the room, and it landed on his television on the wall. “Oh. My. God. Lily,” he moaned, his hands trailed over me.

“You feel so good
. I’ve fucking craved you, so badly.” His hands trembled as he held my breasts. “You’re so fucking beautiful, so perfect.” He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe he was touching me.

Alfie
 leaned into me, rolled his tongue around my nipple, and it instantly reacted by stiffening. He pulled it between his lips, then let it go sharply, and took it in his mouth, suckling hard. I moaned, throwing my head back. “Sweet, Jesus.”

His length was beneath me along my entrance so I rocked on him, coating his hard, silky cock.
 Alfie rolled a condom on and placed me back on him, his fingers now teasing my slit. “So fucking sexy, so silky… so wet… so tight,” he murmured. I smiled.

“Yeah, it kind of does that down there when I’m being teased and fondled.”

He chuckled into my neck, and rolled me back over him, spreading my ass cheeks. He lifted me and rubbed around my entrance, testing me again. He brought his fingers up and sucked on them. “Mmm.” He smiled and it was so hot.

His eyes widened with excitement as he slid his thick tip along my moistness, lifting me slightly and lower
ing me onto him, his mouth claiming mine with his tongue probing at the same slow tantalizing speed.

“My Lily
,” he hissed. I stiffened when I heard that; I wasn’t his, but in the heat of the moment he’d put that out there anyway. He grabbed my ass, rolling me on him as I rocked him, adding pressure to my nub.

The rolling rhythm was completely synchronized. I stretched and rubbed his cock, making it lengthen and harden more inside me. He growled. He pulled out long and thrust back deep, but so slowly.

He put his thumb in my mouth. I sucked it, causing another moan to escape from him. His eyes closed just for a second before he took it out, and rubbed it on my clitoris with just the right amount of pressure, in just the right way.

I became lost, my body completely aroused, nearing the edge.
 He sensed it and wouldn’t let me come. He removed his thumb and sucked it, getting pleasure from my taste. We were both so turned on. His mouth found mine again, his kiss was almost brutal this time, urgent. “God, I need this...I needed you.”

Suddenly he pinned me on my back, crawled down between my legs, and his tongue flicked and licked my clitoris again,
and his fingers, first one then two, penetrated me, rubbing my soft spot. “Oh. God. Yes. Just like that…”I moaned loudly.

“I fucking
 love the sounds you make, and when you tell me what you want.” He looked so crazy with lust. He groaned into my slit. The vibrations sent shivers through me. They made me come so intensely, I thought I was going to die. He held me there on the mattress, climaxing over and over, as I screamed his name.

As I recovered, he flipped me over, grabbed my hips, and pulled me up onto my knees. He entered me in one long glide all the way in to his root. He gasped and made a low groaning noise, “Oh, God… fuck.”

I was trying to recover from how fast he’d penetrated me, when he slapped my right ass cheek, then massaged it in a circular motion with his fingers, and continued to thrust in and out of me. It turned me on, I never expected it would.

Grabbing my hips, his fingers dug in as he
 held me so tightly. He thrust harder. He grabbed my hair from behind, twirling it in his hand, before spanking my ass a couple of more times.

The whole experience was exciting and debasing at the same time. “You’re
… so… fucking… amazing… I can’t live without this,” he moaned into my back.

The way he rode me, although slightly rough, wasn’t raw lust, it felt more
like a need. He came quickly, his hot seed filling the condom inside me, his pulsing cock still throbbing as he held on tightly.

Pulling himself
out slowly, he laid himself back on the bed, and I slumped onto my side facing him. “Sorry, I got desperate, it’s been a while.” He looked embarrassed. I squeezed his arm to make him feel better. I started to push myself off the bed, but he pulled me down beside him again.

“Can you stay?” I smiled.

“I wasn’t leaving. I was going to give you some time to…”

He interrupted, “I want to hold you, is that okay?”

I was choked by his request. This was also very different from my other experiences with him. He was normally sated and unconscious when I’d left him. Tears sprung to my eyes. “I need to pee.” I pulled myself away before he could see me, and quickly headed for his bathroom, blinking back tears.

I sat on the seat with my head in my hands.
 
Stupid, Lily. 
Alfie still wanted to take what he needed without thinking of my feelings.

Now I was sad and even more in love with him. I wanted to be with him tonight, not to have sex, but because I needed to feel close to him and because I was leaving. We were together, but for completely different reasons.

I washed between my legs and went back to his room. He was lying on one elbow, patting beside him. “I’ve been waiting.” He looked so relaxed and perfect on his bed. I gave him a slow smile.

“I just want to go home now Alfie. I’m tired.” I began putting my clothes on.

“Sleep with me, here.” He gave me a half smile, a pleading look in his eyes. I felt for him, but remained resolute. He seemed to want more and more from me emotionally, but never gave anything I needed in return.

“I can’t stay.
 I wasn’t going to stay this late.” He scrunched his brows at me.

“What’s the hurry?” I shrugged. “I don’t want to stay Alfie, there’
s stuff I have to do tomorrow.”

I had asked Will not to mention that I was leaving for the UK to anyone, only he and my housemates knew.

I didn’t want Alfie to know, I didn’t want him pulling some last minute stunt to confuse me further. I’d had sex with him again, showing my weakness around him. I needed to walk away now. I wanted him to feel the loss of me, bad as that was.

Perhaps he would
 realize what I meant to him, if anything, or learn to leave me alone. After persuading him that I really did have to go, I called a cab and sat downstairs. He didn’t come down to wait with me, I guessed he had fell asleep. The cab arrived, and I let myself out quietly, the door clicking softly behind me.

As we reached the junction, a passing car pulled
onto his driveway. The blond girl from campus got out. Her head turned toward my cab, and I was sure she had seen me.

She seemed to let herself into his house. My heart sunk, as my tears flowed. I knew I wasn’t his, and he didn’t really care, but seeing her like that was like a punch to my heart.

I cried most of the night and by seven in the morning, my throat hurt; I was exhausted and emotionally numb. Will came to take me to the airport as I was just finishing dressing. I had pulled on my comfortable ‘flying jeans’ and a blue fitted t-shirt, and carried a blue sweater for the plane.

“Damn, you look rough, Lily, hard night?” Will blushed after he said this
, and I gave him a watery smile.

“Can we not talk about it?”

He hugged me and kissed the top of my head. “All set?” I nodded yes. He’d taken Saffy back to his place, and I was pleased about that, because I didn’t need anything else to think about.

We traveled to the airport in silence. Will had
sensed that I was fragile. He turned to me when he parked, a grave look on his face. “You are coming back aren’t you, Lily?” I shrugged.

“I need to work things out in my head Will.” He looked sadly at me and took my hand.