“I can’t do anything about the women, just like you can’t do anything about the men that hit on you. Nor can I do anything about Cody for that matter. What we can do is keep talking if we feel insecure at any time. The last thing I want for us is that we don’t talk. I’ve told you this is forever, Lily. You are my everything. Take a good look at me. Everything is yours.” Lily swallowed audibly but said nothing.
“You know that part when you said, you wonder if today is the day that I realize you’re not good enough for me anymore? That’s how I’ve felt since the day I met you. So, I think we need to put this subject to bed and start living with the fact that we’re two fucking smokin’ hot rock stars with the hots for each other.”
I was joking with her, but the sentiment was serious. Lily giggled and reached up to kiss my neck then peppered kisses up to my mouth. I promptly turned her on her back and slid my throbbing hard dick inside her in one long thrust. She gasped loudly. Instantly, we’d gone from talking about how we felt to just…feeling. Wrapping her legs around my back she crossed her heels and dug them into my back to take me deeper. She gave me one of those soft, erotic moans she always made when she was submitting to me overpowering her. I pulled out to the crown of my dick then thrust it deep in her pussy again, making her gasp.
“Jesus, Alfie.”
I stopped moving because she was squeezing me so tightly I could have come easily being so drunk. I had lost most of my control. She groaned and instinctively tilted her hips to take me in deeper. I stilled and licked up her neck causing her to scrunch her shoulder to her ear and then I whispered softly.
“Are you good?”
“I am now,” she murmured and drew her nails down my back until they sunk playfully into my ass.
I began rocking slowly into her body, and she started gyrating her hips, picking up my rhythm and squeezing me from within. Within minutes, she was vocal.
“Oh. God. Right there. Keep going. Oh, yeah, baby like that.”
I smiled into her neck and whispered.
“Not yet. You’re not to come yet.”
I slowed down and buried my head in her neck. A soft, pained whimper tore from her throat as I continued to fuck her hot wet folds slowly. When I looked at her, she was biting her lip.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. You’re everything, Lily.”
“Alfie?”
How she said my name was both a question and a plea and I could feel a small vibration build inside her as her walls tightened around my desperate swollen length.
“Okay, honey, come for me. Do it now.”
Tremors consumed her body, and I felt her pussy walls clench hard around me right before they began to pulse with the spasm of her release. Over and over I made her ride it out as one orgasm rolled into another. When the last pulse ebbed away, I pulled out and crawled down to taste her. Gliding my tongue up and down her slit.
Lily moaned. “Oh, Alfie. No.”
Her hand fisted in my hair while the other grabbed the sheet to the side of her. I flicked her clit and felt her legs begin to shake. I fucked her with my tongue until she came around it.
At that point, my needs began to take over. Spreading her legs, I knelt between them and pressed my dick at her entrance again. I bent down to lean my forehead against hers and when I felt her warm breath and the sweat on her brow I entered her again in one long slow glide. Lily’s breath came out in a whoosh, and she made a sexy little mewling noise that set my body on fire.
The burn in my dick was intense, and I knew I had to come. I fucked her hard, quickly taking her over the edge with me. My slow, jerky movements continued inside her until I felt lightheaded. Sliding out gradually, I collapsed beside her. Lily rolled on her side, and I tucked her against me smoothing her sweaty hair away from her face.
Even in the dark, I knew her face would be flushed red. I’d seen that look a thousand times. I didn’t need the light on to know how she looked in her glorious post-come state. She was stunningly beautiful when she was a hot mess. Bright, shining eyes always gave me a loving stare when she looked at me afterwards. When I saw her that way, knowing I was the only one she gave the right to create that particular look on her face, made me feel like a king.
Chapter 17 Your Deals Are With The Devil
I don’t remember much else after that, but we woke up in an uncomfortably wet patch at 8:45 am to the sound of Mya and Jack obviously having sex across the hallway. The wooden bed was creaking so hard I figured it would either catch fire from all the wood rubbing together, or Mya and Jack would break it.
It made me laugh uncontrollably when I heard Jack shouting, “Oh, damn, Mya, fuck, yeah. Do that. Oh, I love when you do that. Oh, don’t do that, I’ll come.”
It took me back to Mya’s attempt at mimicking him during the ride from the airport. From what I could hear, she was spot on.
The smell of coffee wafting from down the hall pulled my attention from them as I tried to block the sound out. The thought of drinking coffee made me giddy. Quietly I eased my way to the edge and slipped out of bed. I went to the bathroom and ran the faucet in the tub. Lily sauntered into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and started to pee. She looked fucking cute even on the toilet. I crouched and tried to kiss her, but she placed her hand on my cheek and pushed me away.
“Don’t. Morning breath,” she husked.
“Me or you?”
“Both.”
“Well, then that’s okay. Come here.” I plucked her off the toilet gathering her in my arms, kissed her while I carried her to the tub.
“Alfie, I haven’t wiped yet.”
“You reek of sex, and you look like you’ve been banged all night. You think a wad of toilet paper is going to fix that? Fuck, Lily, from the way I came inside you last night nothing short of a bath and a good scrub is going restore that sweet little pussy this morning,” I stated, plonking her into the deep tub filled with bubbles. She groaned in appreciation, but her brow was still bunched.
“You’re vile, you pig.”
“And you love me. Now move over so I can get in there beside you.”
We both sat quietly, adding hot water when it cooled and letting some out to make room for the warm water. It was ten in the morning before we finally made it out to the living room for breakfast. No one else was around. Jack and Mya hadn’t surfaced, nor had anyone else come over to the cabin. Lily poured some orange juice and put together a plate of the warm pastries Dita had left for us.
Curling up beside me on the sofa, Lily and I shared more quiet time just eating and watching the roaring fire as the logs burned through the window of the burner. Quiet time was so rare because our worlds were filled with music and noise, crowds and chaos. Twenty minutes later, someone banged on the cabin door. Lily went to open it and Rick, Len and Emma trotted in shivering with the cold.
“Where’s Cody?” Lily asked, probably because Len and Cody seemed to be joined at the hip and went everywhere together.
“Ill. Hangover sick,” Len replied.
“Fucking lightweights,” Rick commented and laughed before grabbing a croissant and stuffing it whole, into his mouth.
“I have a suggestion,” Rick mumbled around his full mouth and without waiting for us to question it he continued.
“We go home tonight instead of tomorrow morning.”
Jack walked into the room with more marks on his neck and the beginnings of a beard, “I second that. As much as I love spending time with you guys I have responsibilities I need to get back to. The longer I’m away, the more they’re piling up. Leaving tonight would give me the whole day tomorrow to do stuff. Also, you know what that M4 is like from Heathrow to London, it’s a bitch at times.”
Glancing at Lily I wondered how she felt about everyone not staying for the last night but she smiled at Jack and nodded.
“I’m easy. I’d love to spend the day with my parents tomorrow as well. I’ve hardly seen them this year, and it would be a nice surprise for us to just turn up unexpect
edly, Alfie. I never get to do that with all our touring schedules and studio time.”
I’d achieved what I’d set out to accomplish. Giving Lily much needed time with her friends, and now she was content to leave them again.
When I set out to plan the trip, there were no ulterior motives. I just wanted to see her happy. When Mya suggested we share a cabin, it allowed me to see the relationship Lily and Jack had now. I hadn’t expected to learn everything I had, and unexpectedly, I faced a few of my demons during our time away. The biggest lesson for me was learning how Lily feels. I’d been so busy watching the guys interact with her when I should have been thinking of her reaction to them. I had to respect that she’s the driver, not the guys, and I was more secure in how she feels about our future.
Henry and the other security guys packed our belongings and Lily and I had a short stroll in the snow. We met up with the others and had our last lunch at a small restaurant on the mountain. The views were stunning when we had a rare ‘blue moment’ of sunshine that lasted all of three minutes. For the rest of the day the resort was cloaked in the same grey winter twilight that was evident during daylight hours.
Dave suggested one last run on the slopes, so everyone gathered their gear and we headed over. Rick and I decided to sit it out and wrapped our hands around a steaming hot cup of coffee instead. We’d figured out that if we kept our hats and shades on no one recognized us. Lily kissed me then walked away stiff-legged in her ski boots to catch up with the others. Even Len and Cody went with them. Rick stared as Lily walked away, and I caught him watching her.
“She’s fucking awesome, Alfie.”
“She is.”
“You are one lucky bastard.”
“Yep.”
“You’re never gonna fuck her over are you?”
“Nope.”
“Pity. I’m a great shoulder to cry on.”
“I bet you are.” I lifted my shades and smiled at him. Rick lifted his and stared pointedly at me for a minute then dropped his Oakley’s back to his nose.
“I believe you.”
“Good, because I mean every word of it. She’s everything to me.”
“And you to her.”
“I know.”
“Fuck, Alfie, you turned into some kind of know it all?”
I grinned and bumped his shoulder with mine.
“She’s only yours because you found her first, dude.”
“Nope, she’s mine because she’s heaven sent. Your deals are all with the devil, Rick.”
“True.” Rick chortled again then sat silently looking at me through his shades. “No tripod then?”
“What the fuck…tripod? Are you male on male these days, Rick?”
“Are you asking if I’d do you, Alfie?” A wicked smirk curved his lips, and I wasn’t sure whether he was joking or not.
“Not me, Rick. I’m faithful, and I’m not soliciting for a fuck buddy. I already have a permanent one.”
“Pity. I’m just gonna have to focus on Lenny then.”
I raised my eyebrow in question, but his face was deadpan. Once again, Rick Fars was an enigma because I had no clue whether he was fucking with me or not.
“All I can say is, Lily and I are off the market, Rick. She’s taken. Mine.”
“Fuck, I get it,” he smiled and put his hands up. “I’m just fucking with y’all.”
“You’re very good at that, Rick. Maybe you should consider moonlighting during the day as a ‘fuck with y’all consultant’.”
“Hey, that has a ring to it. I may take your advice in forty years when my brain, the lyrics, and my dick shrivel up.”
We were still going at it with our banter when Jack walked up to us. “How many rock stars does it take to put on a pair of skis, Rick?”
Rick growled at Jack because he knew he was referring to him and Len falling over. I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped and was glad that Jack had come down first because I wanted to thank him for spending time with Lily.
“Anytime, Alfie. Lily isn’t my world anymore, but she’s still so damned important to me. I’m really thankful to get the time with her. Thank you for understanding what we are to each other.”
Lily showed up, and Jack turned to give her a huge beaming smile. Lily’s face lit up, and her toothy grin was almost as big as it had been when we arrived.
“Stay there. Don’t move.” Lily wandered over to the barista and a few seconds later waddled back in her snow boots, the barista holding her cell phone.
“It isn’t every day I get my three favorite men in one place for a picture with me,” she grinned and squeezed between Jack and me.
We all huddled close and smiled for the camera. Lily’s hands went behind us and pulled us closer.
Just as the barista went to take the picture Jack said, “Lily, get your hand off my dick you’re making me hard.”
Rick instantly looked down, and the barista took the picture. Lily, Jack and I were smiling for the camera, and Rick was checking Jack’s groin in the picture. The thing that made everything else pale in comparison was Lily’s smile. It was endless.
“Jack Cunningham, you’re a fucker, you know that right?”
“And you’re gullible, Rick.”
“You need a boot up your ass, dude. You need your ass kicked.”
“And from what you said the other night you’d find that kinky right?”
Rick was laughing and shaking his head. “You know something? I’ve realized I’m far too long in the tooth to stray far from a concert hall. The world is full of smart-mouthed reporters, and fucking dangerous things like ski boots and snow and shit.”
What he said struck a chord with me, and I was really thankful for finding Lily and her normal friends. Rick only mingled with other rock stars and people who agreed with him when he wasn’t on stage. Managed and organized by others, those people were all paid, so they aimed to please him and keep him happy. Taking him out of his comfort zone exposed his real life skills as pretty limited. He was used to being his own God, making the rules and breaking them at will. The weekend must have been an eye opener for him. I was really glad he came, both for Lily and for him.
Lily headed back to the chairlift shouting, “One more run!”
Emily, Emma, Mya, Cody and Len all came down around the same time. They chatted about Christmas and how amazing it was that they had been able to spend time together. None of them were going to meet up again until after the New Year. Lily and I were spending it with her parents in California as XrAid were starting their tour in Las Vegas on New Year’s Eve.
Lily and Dave raced down the slope toward the café. She stopped suddenly, skis to the side in a spray of fresh powdered snow. Lifting her goggles she waved at us through the window and the smile on her face said it all. Lily wasn’t only a rock star, she had balance and not just on skis. Life wasn’t a game to her. She took it seriously, balancing a highly visible profile of Lily Parnell, famous rock chick, and Lily the ordinary girl who knew the value of surrounding herself with good people and working at it to make sure they stayed part of her life.
I scraped my chair back and made my way to her without discussion. By the time I reached the outside door, Lily was heading my way.
In an instant, I’d swept her off her feet and spun her around.
“You are so fucking hot, you know that?” Lily’s eyes looked at the ground for a moment as if she were shy to accept my compliment before glancing up at me through her long dark lashes.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. Black. What do you say we go home and spend the night at The Dorchester before going to my parents tomorrow? I don’t think they’d appreciate hearing me screaming your name every time you make me come from the multiples you’re going to give me later. We’ve been pretty restrained this weekend.”
“Oh, and what gives you the strange notion I’ll be interesting in fucking you later?”
“Alfie, you always want to screw me.”
To prove her point, Lily pu
t her gloved finger between her teeth and pulled one off. She closed the space between us and slid her hand down over my ski pants. My dick was rock hard through the padding.
“I’m not wrong am I? Just the thought of it has you straining against this padding,” she said gripping me harder and giving me a squeeze. She had me. She wasn’t wrong. I would have lived inside her if that were at all practical.
“Dorchester you say? What if there are no rooms left?”
Lily smirked and tapped my nose. “Yeah, good point. Just as well I had Henry call ahead and reserve one for us. They only had a room with one of those huge four-poster beds left. I told them that would work perfectly for tying you up,” she giggled, obviously enjoying her tease.
“Don’t worry about the cost of the room. My treat. Call it an early Christmas present, my little thank you for surprising me with this amazing trip,” she added.
Smiling widely she tried to go on tiptoe of her ski boots and failed so I reached down, my nose touching hers affectionately.
“You are a rare find, honey. Every man would love a girl who books them into a hotel with the intention of submitting them to a night of debauchery.”
“I know. Lucky you. But it’ll be you that’s submitting, I’m taking charge,” she said playfully and gave me a naughty grin.
“By the way, Alfie, I managed to find those Cheekinis and scarfs, and I’ve ordered a litre of vanilla ice cream and a bottle of Cristal Champagne to the room later. We both have ‘Kiss’ by Prince on our tablet iTunes list already, right?”
My dick almost broke in my pants at the thought of re-enacting those occasions with her in one night. To think I’d felt a little despondent when Rick, Jack and Lily wanted to cut the trip short. Suddenly, I couldn’t wait for it to end.
“What are you thinking, Alfie?”
“I think we should make Rick’s day, tell him to call his pilot on the phone and get that bird of his a flight time as soon as possible. We all have something we’re hurrying to get back to, and we don’t want that ice cream to melt too much do we?”
Everything Is Yours (An Everything Novella) Page 12