We showered and dressed, then made our way to the foyer. Alfie had arranged a car with a driver to take us to the spots he wanted to take pictures of.
Warsaw was fascinating. The history of the city was tragic but the people seemed very intelligent and progressive. There were a few things I had learned about Alfie that surprised me, mainly his closet country music genre preferences and his talent for photography. Once he’d fiddled with the settings and situated the camera on the tripod, we ran to pose for the shot.
He ran back and checked the digital display. He took about twenty pictures from all different angles, and when I started to get cold from standing, I commented it was the landmark that the shot was about, not what angle we’re standing at.
Back at the hotel it was breakfast time. The bands and crew had already eaten and were getting ready to ship out to the venue. Alfie and I grabbed some toast, coffee, and orange juice and headed back to the room to pack.
We went our separate ways at that point, because his band had a radio interview, and mine was doing our sound check first.
By the time we were about to go on, I was ready for bed, but my adrenaline kicked in, and I was soon wired and buzzing with excitement. My nerves started to build, and to be frank I was shitting myself, because there were 18,000 people out there.
To think I had been worried about 4,000 just a few weeks ago. Alfie came into our dressing room and led me to a quiet space in the hallway outside. He pressed me gently against the wall by his hips and straddled his hands on either side of my head on the wall.
His forehead dipped, landing softly on mine, and instantly it was just us. If anyone else was around, we were oblivious. “You’re going to be great, Lily, just have fun. I love you, honey.” He kissed me so tenderly, and I sighed into his mouth.
He chuckled. “Okay, now that you’re relaxed, I’m done here. See you on the other side.” He winked and spanked my ass as I turned to go back to the guys.
Pushing the dressing room door open, I went back to the guys. No sooner had the door closed when we got our ten minute warning. Cody was super confident. Digs was quiet. Shawn started slapping a beat on his thighs, and Lennon was warming his vocals, singing into a towel.
Cody and I had done our warm-up just before Alfie turned up. Lennon looked up. “Okay, let’s fucking do this,” he growled. It was the most pumped and aggressive I’d ever seen Lennon.
We entered stage right and our sound wiring was fed into our clothing. It was mainly wireless technology. This was the fail safe. Cody glanced at me, and smiled.
“C’mere,” he cooed, holding his arms out for me to walk into. Giving me the speech he usually did about how amazing I was going to be, and I wished at that moment I had the confidence levels he and Alfie had for going out on stage and belting out rock tunes.
I didn’t get time to think about it too hard because within a few seconds of him finishing his pep talk we were on stage, getting the job done.
I couldn’t see much because the lighting was so strong. Only the first few rows, which were mainly women, and I was sure that was due to Alfie and Crakt Soundzz being the main act. I knew these women had probably paid extra money for the most exclusive seats, just in case Alfie took a shine to them.
Sorry ladies, but Alfie wasn’t looking for shiny things because he was mine. We put in a great performance and were carried by the crowd. They were really generous to us, but we were there to warm them up, and the fact that they liked our music made us feel great.
We finished our set and left a roaring, screaming crowd behind. I hoped it was because we were an awesome supporting band for Crakt Soundzz, and not just because we were finished, meaning that Alfie’s band would soon be on. Alfie was heading toward me as we began to walk back.
“Damn, girl, you rocked.” He grabbed me by my top and pulled me to him. His tongue was in my mouth before I could draw breath. It was hot and wet and fucking with my hormones that were already wreaking havoc in me.
“If I didn’t have a job to do I’d fuck you right here and now,” Alfie whispered to me. I smirked. “Yeah, and you think I’d let you do that?”
He grabbed my waist tighter. “By the look on your face right now, I’d say it was a done deal.” He smirked, pecked my lips again, and let me go. “Love you,” he cooed as he walked out into the dark for his band’s entrance. There was no intermission at this gig.
Standing at the side watching him in action, I could see all the things that made me fall so hard for him before he was famous. He was just so fucking sexy. The way he moved and his charismatic manner, not to mention his self-confidence on stage. It was his music that drew me in before I even saw what he looked like though. He was a master musician with a voice that would melt the panties off of a nun.
Now he was a world famous rock artist. By the way people bowed and scrapped to him, he should have had an inflated ego, full of diva demands and bat shit-crazy bad habits, but he didn’t. I think maybe that was why he was so popular, because he didn’t live life to excess.
When I thought of anyone one else that came up to where Alfie was at, I could only think about Rick Fars in the same vein, and although his reputation preceded him, I was surprised at how normal he was as well.
Seeing Alfie jumping across the stage, he exuded that confidence and charisma, and I just couldn’t stop staring. He was incredibly fascinating to look at when he performed; it mesmerized me.
I began to wonder what he was doing with me, when he could have practically any woman in the world at that moment. He began to sing ‘Listen,’ our song, and turned his head to me. He knew I was there. He smiled and kept looking back at me all through the song.
When he replaced the mic he smiled and blew me a kiss, before Drew rocked out the intro on his guitar for the next hit on their set list.
I left after that and went to spend time with my guys. I couldn’t let them think I didn’t want to share what we did tonight with them. When I went into the dressing room, Shawn was in a towel as usual.
“Damn, Lily I didn’t think you were coming back or else I would have waited for you.” He flicked his eyes to the towel, and I knew he was teasing that I had missed catching him naked. “There’s always tomorrow.” I smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Besides, Shawn, the number of times you’ve wagged that little thing in my face, I think I could draw it from memory now.”
They all burst out laughing, and Lennon jumped up to hug me. I apologized for not coming straight down with them, but they told me they understood.
It had been a long time since I had seen Alfie play live, the last time being New Year’s Eve over two years ago in London, before they were signed.
At the end of the set we went up to the side of the stage to watch the encore then Alfie and the rest of the guys piled off, covered in sweat and buzzing with the high of their performance.
Alfie scooped me up and wrapped my legs around his waist carrying me toward a dark, quiet area. He pushed me up against a wall and this time, I could feel the hard hot bulge in his tight jeans. It was pressed against me, letting me feel how turned on he was from the whole experience out there.
He was kissing me passionately, and it left me breathless. My panties were drenched. His hand slipped under the skater dress I was wearing and around to the globes of my ass. His right hand continued its journey under my ass and into the crotch of my panties.
“Fuck,” he hissed, dropping me to my feet. “With me. Now!” he demanded and began to stalk down the hallway in the direction of XrAid’s dressing room with me in tow. He knew all the guys were up at the stage. When we got inside, he swung me around and banged the door shut.
Covered in sweat, Alfie’s raw sex drive took over. He crouched down and pushed my thigh length dress up around my waist in a hurry. He knocked my legs apart with his hand and pushed his face straight up into my crotch, sucking my lace panties hard.
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sp; I lifted my leg and placed it on the arm of the leather sofa, my head lolling to one side. “Fuck,” he growled before turning me around and bending me over the arm of the sofa.
“I fucking need you right now, Lily. You were driving me insane standing there, just out of reach, when I was on stage.”
Conscious that he hadn’t locked the door, I glanced in its direction until he buried his fingers deep in my folds from behind. He rubbed my clit, making me wet and massaging my sensitive spot with his finger as his tongue delved deep into me.
Breaking away from me, Alfie unfastened his buckle, tugging hurriedly, and unbuttoned his jeans, before freeing himself and sliding his thick, hard cock into me.
No condom, skin on skin. He gasped, “Fuck.” I moaned loudly. “Fuck, I love the little noises you make. You drive me insane. They make me so fucking horny.” He began to rock into me. “Are you okay?”
As soon as I nodded, his movements increased from a fast, steady rocking to hard fucking; it was intense, hot, and animalistic. Alfie sensed me tighten, and I came almost immediately, as Alfie growled, “Damn, do it.” I clenched around him, squeezing him tightly. “Oh my God, Lily. Soooo… tight. Sooo fucking good…shit.”
Slowing his pace as I continued to spasm through my climax, he studied me, looking for signs I was beginning to relax. When he saw them, he increased the intensity again, pushing me over the edge into another orgasm, right before he followed. “Goddammit you’re here. This was a fucking wish, and it came true,” he husked raggedly into the back of my neck.
We were both covered in sweat, and Alfie quickly wet a towel, which we wiped ourselves down with, then I went to fix myself up quickly. As we made our way back to our respective bands, Alfie looked guilty and squeezed my hand. “Sorry, I know that was really bad, but I just needed to have you so fucking much.”
He squeezed my hand again in support as our bandmates came into sight. “You know we’re gonna get shit, right?” He smirked. There was no doubt what we’d been doing. We couldn’t hide it this time.
I was flustered, fumbling my way through the meet and greet with sly looks from Cody and Shawn. When we were making our way back to the dressing room, Cody whispered, “You know that dude Alfie? He’s one lucky son of a …” He shook his head and dragged his hand behind his neck. I was embarrassed but smiled. I wasn’t going to let Cody get the better of me.
Walking past the area that was set out for Crakt Soundzz, I looked up and saw Drew first. He smiled and winked at me, then turned back to listen to the guy that was talking to him.
I caught sight of Alfie, and as I did, a tall redhead flung her arms around him and planted a kiss on his lips. When he held her by her arms, I paused to watch what he did next. He brought her arms down and nodded twice. Henry, his security guy, stepped between them and, with the same motion as I had seen him make at the club, made distance between them.
Alfie looked across as if he sensed me and signaled for me to approach by waving two fingers in a, “come here,” motion. I walked through the room where various groupies and fans were hanging out, and he stepped around a few to reach me.
Taking my hand, he pulled me back to where he’d been sitting. A couple of the women eyed me up and down, one sneering right at me.
Alfie placed a hand on my neck and moved my face to his. “Hey,” he cooed. A smile curved on my lips as he whispered in my ear, “These people are no one I want to know, understand me?” I nodded, and he kissed me so tenderly, not caring that we were in a room full of people.
When he let me go, he held my hand. “Please stay with me,” he pleaded. I squeezed his hand, and he rewarded me with a gorgeous dimpled smile and another soft kiss.
We chatted with the lingering fans and some paid compliments to XrAid by telling me that they would buy the album. By the time we left the venue it was almost eleven thirty. I was exhausted and so was Alfie. We only had one night in Poland, but we were staying in the hotel again. Tomorrow at six in the morning we were flying to Athens.
Sitting in silence on the way to the hotel, we just cuddled and held hands. Holding hands was amazing. I didn’t really remember even getting into bed.
Alfie was in the shower because he didn’t get time after the gig. I was asleep by the time he was finished. I never even felt him getting into bed with me. I’d been on my feet for about 15 hours, which might not seem harsh to most, but the adrenaline I expended today had left me no stronger than ass wipe.
Chapter 28 – M&M’s
Loud pounding on the hotel room door startled us awake. “Get your asses out of bed, the plane won’t wait, and the coach is here to transfer us to the airport.” Drew’s voice invaded my warm, fuzzy slumber. Trying to focus my blurry eyes on my phone, I saw it was only five thirty am.
I groaned and nudged Alfie. His legs were tangled up in mine, and he was sound asleep. When I tried to move, his arm reached out seeking me under the covers, and he snaked it around my waist, drawing me close to his warm body. “C,mere,” he cooed.
I tried again. “Drew says the bus is waiting Alfie, come on.” He cleared his throat. “Tell him we’ll get the next one,” he muttered, snuggling his face into my neck. It tickled, and I knew I was going to have to get him out of bed, or I’d be flat on my back, doing something a lot more pleasurable than sitting on a bus at the butt crack of dawn.
Giggling, I nudged him. “Come on rock star, you need to shake your ass out of this bed, we have a job to do.” He grumbled and stretched his arms going up under the pillow as he pulled it into his face, squashing his cheek.
I slipped out from under the comforter and dragged it away with me, taking the sheet as well. Alfie was lying naked, face down on the bed. I sighed, and he peeked up at me with one eye. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that.” I winked.
Alfie smirked, still lying on his stomach in the same position. “Damn, you’re objectifying me again.”
I smirked, “Of course I am. I have to have some perks.”
He chuckled. “So…I’m a treat?”
I leaned over and spanked his ass playfully. “Of course you are, you’re right up there with M&M’s…the peanut ones.”
He sat up and raised his eyebrows. “M&M’s huh?”
I nodded. “Yep, I’m serious about my treats.” Alfie shuffled across the mattress and stood up next to me, taking the comforter and sheet from my hands.
“It’s the nuts… the common factor, between me and candy?” he asked wiggling his finger. “Or is it that once you’ve had a taste you just have to keep going back for more? I mean, can anyone only eat like five peanut M&M’s?”
Alfie smirked and walked past me, turning back to drop to his knees and sink his teeth playfully into my ass cheek. “Get your pretty ass covered up, we’ve got a bus to catch.” He smacked it playfully and ran into the bathroom.
Loud knocking interrupted us as we were dressing. “Come on, the fuck guys. We’re all sitting waiting for y’all.” Drew was screaming from the other side of the door again. Alfie walked over and pulled the door open.
“Dude, we’re up. I had to see to Lily’s nut fetish before could get out of here, but you’re good to go now honey, right?” My mouth gaped at Alfie, and I twisted my lips, making my way over to the door.
I pushed past him. My hand briefly patted his chest, and Drew stood aside to make room for me to step into the hallway. Carrying my large leather holdall and oversized bag, I turned and sneered at Alfie, then flicked my gaze over to Drew. “In his dreams, Drew, the guy is a fantasist what can I say.”
I heard them both chuckling and Alfie explained, “Dude, you can totally see why I’m so into her, can’t you? She’s got a sassy, smart mouth, but I’ll keep you posted on the nut fetish, she’s only let that one slip this morning, and I didn’t have time to explore it more.”
They both chuckled as I shook my head at them and smirked as I entered t
he elevator Alfie dropped his bag and took mine out of my hands and handed them to Drew. “Here Drew, make yourself useful.”
Alfie slipped his hands from my stomach to my back, his fingers probing the back pockets of my jeans and pulling me flush against his hips. “That’s better, I’m definitely awake now.”
He smiled and dropped his mouth to my neck, his hot breath soothing me until the elevator stopped on the ground floor. He inhaled and straightened up, kissed me chastely on the lips, then bent down and picked up his bag. He scooped me into his side, and we headed for the bus.
There were cheers as we stepped on to the bus. One of the PAs was sitting with styro-foam cups of coffee in one of those cardboard cup holders. Alfie took one and offered it to me. I shook my head.
Des was annoyed and shouted at Alfie, “Did you have to leave us sitting on the fucking bus while you got your rocks off, dude?” Alfie turned and smirked, cocking an eyebrow at him. “Des, dude, it’s been ten fucking minutes since Drew woke us, does Lily look like someone I could only spend ten minutes on?”
Both Des and Alfie glanced at me together, and I was mortified. Alfie turned his attention back to Des. “So…to answer your question numb nuts, I wasn’t getting laid, but I hope to remedy that later when we get to where we’re going, dude.”
Alfie gestured me into a window seat on the coach, then settled himself beside me, chuckling quietly at the dazed face that Des was sporting.
Alfie’s hand fell to rest on my thigh, and he squeezed it a little. “Sorry, he pisses me off complaining all the time.” In the time I’d been around all of the guys in the two bands, I had grown a thick skin and was now able to keep my feelings to myself no matter how embarrassed I felt at what they said.
“You need something to drink?” Alfie gestured the coffee at me again. I shook my head. “Nah, I’m good,” I said searching into my oversized bag. “What’re you looking for?” I smirked and pulled out a half-eaten family pack of peanut M&M’s. “I’m just doing a spot of research.” I winked and popped some in my mouth.
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