Enough Isn't Everything (Everything Trilogy)

by Shandwick, K. L.

  My third shot was handed to me before I’d had time to recover. “Just do it.” Will’s eyes glinted at me humorously. I hesitated, then lifted the tequila to my lips. My throat was numb by that time, because I didn’t really notice anything sting when I drunk it. I felt warm and happy as the alcohol hit my brain and put me into ‘fuzzy motion.’

  This was right up there with slow motion, but less coordinated. I became really tipsy though, I’d had two shots already and a white wine spritzer. Not to mention the vodka and cranberry when we’d arrived.

  My face had a warm fuzzy feel about it, and I didn’t feel nearly as inhibited as I had at the beginning of the night. Nick grabbed my hand, “Dance time.” He began dragging me to the dance floor again.

  The music had taken a more sexy tone, or maybe it was the drink. I’m not sure which, but Nick’s dancing seemed much more suggestive toward me. I felt a tap on my shoulder.

  “Hey,” he cooed. “Dance, Lily?” Alfie’s incredibly sexy smile was right there, at eye level. His eyes flashed to Nick. “Do you mind, dude?”

  Nick was about to protest, but I put my hand on his arm. “It's fine.” I smiled sweetly at him, half drunk, and Alfie was as sexy looking as ever. “I would love to dance with Alfie.” Nick looked annoyed, but headed toward the bar.

  The music changed to a slower song, and Alfie tentatively gestured to me for permission to put his hands on my waist. I shrugged, and he slid his arms around my waist. I moved closer to him and put my arms around his neck.

  We were slow dancing after all, and I’d had more to drink than I should have had. My breath still hitched when his arms slid around me, and he flashed a sexy smile at me when he noticed.

  His eyes became hooded and he bent forward, his cheek supporting the side of my head as his head leaned against mine. I’ve missed him. I closed my eyes. He smelled familiar, of fresh bodywash and… him. I’d forgotten how good he felt and smelled, and the tension I felt with him melted away.

  I leaned my forehead on his shoulder and closed my eyes. My stomach fluttered, and I was shaking slightly with our closeness and his touch. My heart raced, and my mouth was dry. I licked my lips a few times, but thought I might be dehydrated from the alcohol.

  We began moving slowly, and after a minute he leaned back to look at me, giving me his incredible smile that made me weak and broke my heart all over again. He brought his face back closer to my ear, whispering huskily, “Lily, you take my breath away. You’re so beautiful tonight.”

  I didn’t say anything, and I wanted to cry at his compliment. I was trying not to feel the hurt inside of me. His arms tightened around my body, his hands gliding lower to the base of my back, drawing me closer to him, so that we were connected from our heads to below our hips.

  “Your hands feel good.” I had said what I was thinking. It was stupid.

  He smiled slowly, murmuring, “That’s because they like feeling you.” He leaned back to catch my gaze when he said it, then kissed the top of my head. Previously, his touch had left me paralyzed, but not this time. I was being just as tactile as he was.

  My hands ran up his back, one came around to his chest, my fingers running up the length of him and tangling in his hair. He groaned loudly, “God.” His heartbeat quickened at my touch, I heard it when my I laid my head against his chest and felt it under my hand.

  Alfie sighed. “I’ve missed you being in my arms,” he said softly. I tilted my head to look up at him and he smiled, his little dimple slightly breaking my heart again for the second time that night. His eyes had the green hue tonight, depicting his lust for me. I wanted him to look at me tonight and see someone who’s confident and carefree. Even though I didn’t feel like that around him.

  He spun me around and stood close behind me, his hands moved down lightly onto my hips. He splayed his fingers wide, then saddling into me, nuzzled his face into my neck and kissed it lightly.

  He circled his hips into mine as I leaned back against his chest, my arms reached up around his neck again. I could feel how turned on he was. My control was dissolving, and I wanted him so badly. He bent to kiss my temple, then moved his lips to my ear. “Remember your safe words.”

  My body hummed as did his, and he was telling me how to tell him to back off, that I could stop this if I wanted to. I didn’t. “I don’t need them tonight,” I murmured, and moaned loudly when he hit a soft spot on my neck.

  His looks, scent, touch, and voice were amazing. I wanted to taste him as well. Tonight, I just wanted to feel him inside me again. Maybe to blur the memory of what happened with Will, or maybe just because…

  He leaned back from me again. “I’m not going to use you, Lily. I just want to feel you near me,” he growled. I smiled seductively.

  “Pity…” I told him shamelessly. “Wouldn’t you rather have a private party with me, or are you happy to stand here and dry hump me on the dance floor?”

  His eyes flashed with pleasure and lust at my words and he grinned wickedly. “You’re hot when you talk dirty,” he murmured humorously kissing my neck. It sent a sensational current running between it and my clitoris and a rash of goose bumps cascading over my skin.

  “Restroom and we need to get out of here,” I said patting his chest and heading for the restrooms. Alfie grabbed my arm roughly.

  “Don’t fucking dick with me, Lily.” I raised my eyebrow.

  “I’m not…dicking.” I smirked and turned on my heel.

  Will was suddenly beside me, grabbing my arm as I reached the restroom door. He swung me around pulling me slightly close into him. He walked me back toward the wall.

  “What the fuck are you doing, Lily? You were a mess because of him.” I patted Will’s chest.

  “Not what the fuck am I doing Will, but whom?” I giggled, still a bit tipsy.

  Will’s face was angry. “You want to go have sex? Is that all? Can’t you pick another guy in the room?” I twisted my mouth.

  “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?

  CHAPTER 37: DISTANT VERSES DISTANCE

  “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 win
e 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 lowering 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 sla
pped 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.