Everything I want: Will Alfie and Lily's love survive?... (23 page)

“This is too fucking much, Lily, let me touch you,” he comma
nded.

“It’s okay, baby, you can touch me later,” I cooed sweetly, and he moaned again, a pained look of frustration on his face, especially when my tongue began to trace his V muscles, right beside one of his main erogenous z
ones.

I briefly stroked his cock, and he seemed to relax a little, but just when he thought things were progressing, I straddled and walked up the length of him to the headb
oard.

With my back to the wall, and my legs parted, Alfie could see the wet patch on the fabric between my legs. I crouched all the way down to kiss him, and his hand managed to brush against my bare t
high.

When he did this, I broke the kiss, and he groaned again. “Enough, my turn,” he muttered before letting out guttural growl as I began lowering my crotch to his
face.

When I reached Alfie’s face, he sucked and nibbled at the cloth and licked at the fabric. He was groaning with pleasure and tried to hook the crotch to one side with his t
eeth.

I gyrated my hips creating friction against his mouth, and Alfie’s ridged cock twitched and bounced on his belly. I fell forward to my knees on either side of him, my body flush with
his.

Reaching out, I took his cock in my mouth, flicking his apa with my tongue. He hissed and groaned into my core, and the vibration sent another rash of goosebumps rushing over my skin. I was so turned on, riding his mouth, but I didn’t want to come that
way.

Desperate to feel Alfie inside me, I stood up and slowly slid the panties down my legs. Alfie’s eyes were once again fixed on mine. When I had the panties in my hands, I brought them back to Alfie’s face, and he inhaled them deeply, his cock twitching again, before I left the bed. I tucked them back in his jeans pocket and took out the condom I knew would be waiting t
here.

Creeping back over his body to straddle him, I ripped the condom packet with my teeth, setting it down near me by his leg. I sat squarely across Alfie’s hips and rubbed my wet folds around his groin and over his now way-past-hard
cock.

Alfie’s face and neck were flushed red. I’d never seen that happen to him before. His irises were almost completely swallowed up by his dark widely dilated pupils. He was definitely enjoying what was happe
ning.

Shuffling down his body, I scooped my hair into a makeshift ponytail, taking Alfie’s cock in my mouth again and feeling the silky, smooth skin of his length and the cool metal of his
apa.

Wrapping my fingers around him, I stroked him with one hand and sucked him gently. He’d had several leaks of pre-cum before I’d even touched him, and the sticky, salty taste spurred m
e on.

I sat upright, my weight bearing down again on his length, rocking and rubbing myself against him. His head was flailing from side to side; I was driving him crazy. “What do you want, Alfie…tel
l me?”

Alfie hissed, “In
side.”

Creasing my brow, I teased him by pretending not to hear him. “What did you
say?”

He growled and thrust upwards at me, his eyes dark. “Inside. Fuck. Please, Lily.” I smiled and reached for the condom, taking it from the now open foil packet. I had been using birth control since my scare with him previously. Even though I hadn’t been in a relationship, I wasn’t ready to let Alfie go bare
back.

Taking his thick, veiny, smooth, hard cock in my hands, I rolled the thin latex over his shaft and poised it at my entrance. “You’re sure now?” I teased, but also wanting to quash any doubts he was having ear
lier.

“Certain. Never been fucking, more so,” he hu
sked.

Painstakingly slowly I glided down his length, letting him penetrate me. Alfie pushed up with his hips at the same time, spreading me until I was down to his
root.

A long moan tore from both of our mouths simultaneously. “Ahh, Oh, God.” I gasped, then stilled, before leaning forward to kiss him. Alfie moaned loudly into my mouth, the vibration buzzing against my lips. Rising up, I freed myself of him a
gain.

He growled, and his head bobbed. “Do that again and I’ll come,” he scowled at me. I pushed him back inside and stilled again, before I started to rock against
him.

He met me with a need that was off the charts, and when I leaned forward and freed the movement in his hips, he thrust up into me from below like he was shaking off demons.”Soo, fucking amazing,” he gro
wled.

My release came quickly, and my voice screeched his name. “A
lfie.”

Alfie was only three hard thrusts behind me, hissing, “Oh, Lily. Fuck, I’m coming, babe.” As I felt his hot, pulsating length pump his release into the condom inside of me, his body jerked, and his eyes closed in his moment of ecs
tasy.

Panting loudly, beads of sweat had erupted over his nose and top lip. He had never looked more appealing. “Fuck. I’m sorry. You turned me turned on too much.” I chuckled, still breathless myself, and kissed his
nose.

“Alfie you can never be too turned on.” I untied his wrists and kissed them, gently rubbing the circulation back in his arms. He wrapped them around me and pulled me in tightly to
him.

Reaching down, I carefully removed the condom and tied it off before dropping it on the floor. There was no way he was getting away from me at that mo
ment.

We lay in a quiet peaceful silence for a few minutes, until Alfie’s smooth voice cut into the night. “I love you, so fucking much, Lily, and what you just did there…I like it better when you wear the panties, you can keep them. My panties never tasted anything like they did when you wore
them.”

We laughed softly, and Alfie squeezed me tight in his arms. Holding each other close, we made out with slow lazy kisses and shared long intense gazes. We were mentally and physically exhausted after the past two days, and when we finally fell asleep, we slept like the
dead.

Chapter 23
– Preparation

J
ack and Lennon were talking loudly in the hallway when I woke up. Alfie was lying on his stomach with his hair tousled around his brow, and his lips were glossy and a gorgeous dark, pink c
olor.

His luscious mouth was so inviting, and all I wanted to do was kiss him for hours. He cracked an eye at me. “Hey,” he cooed. A smile slowly spread across his lips making them even more kissable, if that was at all poss
ible.

I just couldn’t wait until I brushed my teeth, so I scooted down until my face was an inch from his and licked his lips. His movements were so swift that before I knew where I was, Alfie had pinned me under him and was smiling down a
t me.

“I think it’s my turn to be in charge today.” He grinned and brought one of his hands up to brush the strands of hair away from my face. He brought his forehead to mine and stared into my eyes. We stayed like this for several minutes, with him still on the outside, even though inside my hormones were on overtime, producing sticky, moist liquid between my legs and a whole range of reactions throughout my
body.

Alfie dropped his head, and his lips pressed into mine. If I thought that we could stop the world and just stay like this forever, I’d have done it. The connection we had in that moment was
epic.

His hot wet tongue licked my lips, parting them softly as he began exploring my mouth. Ever. So. Slowly. Tongue to tongue. We exchanged hormones sending messages throughout our bodies that we wouldn’t be satisfied with just this, preparing us for a more intimate connec
tion.

When we made love this morning, it was intense. Once Alfie had the condom on, he laced his fingers in mine and lifted them high above my head. He gripped my hands tightly, squeezing and relaxing his fingers with every slow thrust. He slid inside me, staring into my eyes. We worshipped each other with our bodies and connected in mind and body and
soul.

It was a spiritual experience as much as a physical and emotional one. Until the last few minutes, every stroke, every thrust, kiss, and touch was done with our foreheads touching and our eyes fixed, entranced by each other. I didn’t really have words to explain what it was betwee
n us.

Alfie and I showered together. I got a little embarrassed when I stepped out into the hallway, and Jack snuck up behind me whispering, “I know what you’ve been doing.” I blushed and wanted the ground to open up so I drew Jack a dagger of a look that made him w
ince.

Everyone ate breakfast at different times, but apart from Cody and Lennon, everyone else had left. My dad and Lennon were sitting with their tablets connected to the same site talking helicopters, and Cody looked like he was struggling with a massive hang
over.

He was managing to text someone and have a conversation. Every few seconds there was a beep-beep to let him know another text had arrived. I was so glad I could spend time with my friends and family yeste
rday.

It was the perfect Christmas, especially with Alfie here. I never believed a week ago that Alfie would be back in my life a
gain.

The following days leading up to New Year’s Eve were hectic. My parents, Jack’s parents, Rosie, and Jack all went back to the UK, and we had rehearsals for our upcoming
tour.

Alfie was rehearsing as well, because Crakt Soundzz was playing on New Year’s Eve in Los Angeles. I wanted to go to L.A. with him but, as we were leaving on January 2nd for our tour, it was imposs
ible.

I kept telling myself that we were going to work this time, and we could stand to be away from each other for a few weeks. Alfie only had this one gig, and he’d be back on the East Coast. At least we’d see each other from time to time during XrAid’s tour, which was only three weeks
long.

On the day before New Year’s Eve, Alfie came by the apartment on his way to L.A. Thinking it would be better to say goodbye at my own place, I had asked him to drop by, because I knew I’d cry. “I’ll call you when we get there, and tomorrow night after midnight,” he cooed. “Next year is going to be great honey. I can’t wait until we spend time together. We’ll make it work, you’ll
see.”

He kissed me tenderly and smoothed my hair behind my ears, gazing into my eyes like he always did when we shared these tender moments. “I’m just going for a few days honey, I’ll be back before you know it. I’m not saying goodbye, I’m saying I can’t wait to see you again,
okay?”

I nodded and buried my face in his t-shirt, inhaling his scent deeply, and twisting his shirt in my hand. “I can’t wait to see you too. You will come and find me, won’t
you?”

Alfie smirked. “South Carolina on the third, right? I have this cool, hot, rock chick who has given me backstage passes to see her band. You have no idea how relieved I was to get them, because I didn’t fancy giving the security guy a blow job to get backstage. Wonder if I’ll get lucky when I see her.” He chuckled and made me laugh s
ofty.

He smiled down at me, and I’d been doing great up until that point. But the tears started flowing, and my heart was heavy at having to let him go, when we’d just found each other a
gain.

Holly came in and interrupted our moment, so Alfie left before it became even more difficult. I tried to keep myself busy after he left. Thinking about not being able to share New Year’s Eve was hard, and knowing he’d be at a New Year’s Eve party without me was horr
ible.

Life wasn’t fair sometimes, but this had been my choice, to do my own thing, so I had to suck it up and get on wit
h it.

Every time I had a lull in my schedule I thought about Alfie. I felt so miserable without him. I kept telling myself he’d had two other New Year’s Eves without me, and I had survived those. So I could do it again, because this time, I knew he was coming home to me. I was going to make sure we made it this
time.

I practiced with the band for most of New Year’s Eve, and we went to D’mond for one last night of fun before the hard work started for our tour. I tried to enjoy myself, but the whole time my mind was on A
lfie.

When the midnight celebrations started, I briefly hugged and kissed everyone around me before making my way outside to wait for Alfie’s call. I stood in the cold for half an hour, but there was not
hing.

I checked my cell to make sure I had a signal, and I did. Wondering if he was having problems with his signal, I headed back inside. It was freezing cold, and I couldn’t help but feel pretty hurt and let down so soon into our relationship a
gain.

Checking my phone for the tenth time, I sent him a text telling him I was at Louie’s but going home. I texted Jack next. I wanted to tell everyone else in the UK Happy New
Year.

By the time I arrived home there was still nothing. I could just have called him, but I didn’t want to appear clingy. Worrying and wondering why he hadn’t done what he’d promised to was getting me now
here.

Getting prepared for bed, I kept rushing back to my cell just in case there was a message from him. The more time that passed, the angrier I was becoming. It was almost three in the morning, and he hadn’t called or texted me. Grabbing my cell off of the counter, I sent him a
text.

Pink Lady: Happy New Year x

I didn’t trust myself to send anything else. I was getting frustrated and didn’t want to say anything that would affect the next time we saw each o
ther.

At almost four o’ clock, my cell rang. SEXPERT ID flashed on the screen. I was beyond pissed at him now, when I knew he was okay and was calling me. “Hey,” he cooed. Usually when Alfie said this, it made all negative thoughts about him disappear. Tonight it made me ma
dder.

“Hey?” I had been out of my mind about what had stopped him from calling me for the past couple of hours and all I get is hey? “That’
s it?”

He exhaled heavily. “Hey, I’m in love with you and I miss you like crazy?” Well, it was better but still didn’t make me less mad. “You said you would call me after midn
ight.”

He snickered down the line. “It is after midnight.” His voice sounded like he didn’t know there was a pro
blem.

“Where have you been?” And there I was, sounding like a clingy girlfr
iend.

“Sorry, we got caught up with the meet and greet afterw
ards.”

I couldn’t help myself. “That would have been almost four hours ago now, A
lfie.”

He exhaled heavily again. “Yeah, well they kind of hung around for New Year, since there was only about ten minutes left of the old year. Actually, Lily, it’s nearly one o’clock here. You forgot about the time difference; we haven’t been off stage for two hours
yet.”

Feeling stupid, I smoothed things over, and we talked about when he thought he’d arrive in South Carolina. Alfie loved me. Trusting him was imperative if we were going to mak
e it.

Dropping into bed, I didn’t even remember going to sleep, but my cell pulled me out of my slumber when Lennon called. We spent the day sorting out all the stuff for our tour with the technical
guys.

I didn’t speak with Alfie again before we left for South Carolina, we didn’t have the same breaks in our schedules. When we arrived at the parking lot to pick up the bus for the tour, it was a turning point for us as a
band.

Cody and Digs were the most overly excited about the whole deal. The bus seemed a bit like a UK trailer, but up-scale with padded leather seating in the dining table area, and a small kitchen area as we walked in the
door.

Then there was a massive U-shaped seating area with a huge square black wooden coffee table in the center. Opposite the seating there was a sound system and a seventy inch satellite-ready TV affixed to the
wall.

Past this, there was a smaller sectioned off gameroom with recliner chairs, again in leather. On the opposite side was a shower and to
ilet.

The bus was a double-decker and upstairs again, there was a small seating area, toilet with shower, and five sets of bunk beds, each with a cur
tain.

Keiron and his personal assistant, Jerry, would be traveling with us, and the rest of the support were traveling separately. I picked the set of bunk beds right at the end of the bus, because I felt this would give me the greatest pri
vacy.

No one would have to walk past me. Lennon and Cody took the row next to mine. Digs and Shawn had the next. This left two rows, one for Keiron and Jerry, and one for the dri
vers.

We had two drivers and a lot of miles to cover. They would swap out after a week and two new ones would come in for safety rea
sons.

As the only girl living in such close proximity to the guys, Lennon was overly protective, and I knew without a doubt that whatever happened during the tour, I could rely on all my bandm
ates.

Lennon delegated me the bed above mine as well. “Lily has more shit and high heels than anyone else, so she needs the space, and Alfie can stay there when he comes to see her,” he informed the others in the
band.

We settled and looked around, before going back downstairs to see Keiron and Jerry coming on board. Jerry handed us some packets with important information. It was mainly numbers we needed and were advised to key them into our ph
ones.

We got passes as well. We might have been recognizable to our fans, but some of the security would still have difficulty separating us from the fans and grou
pies.

It was 4pm, and we were headed for South Carolina, and hopefully tonight we’d spend the night in a hotel. Apart from this one, we only have three nights in a hotel for the next three w
eeks.

I tried to call Alfie and left a voicemail; he was traveling home from L.A. I really just wanted to call to hear his voice on the voicemail

I had to focus on the band now. Although Alfie and I were going to do everything possible to be together now, I had a responsibility to the guys in the band. Lennon nudged me. “Lily, we’re on tour!” I giggled at his playfulness and smiled. The tour had to be a success, especially for these four fantastic men that have brought me this
far.