As I was doing this,I saw some feeling in him that he would never admit to. There were fleeting torturous looks, longing and affection in his eyes. He kept leaning into me, burying his face in my neck, breaking eye contact before I could fully recognize what he was feeling.
Cupping water in myhands, I washed the soap away and crouched down, taking his cock in my mouth and sucking him gently. Alfie threw his head back against the tiles with a dull thud, his face skyward. His lips parted in his own moment, and he moaned softly, “Oh damn… I… God,” then hitched his breath letting it go in a slow hiss.
Tugging at my arms, he pulled me up and toweled himself dry before he reached over, grabbed a condom, and tore the foil packet with his teeth.
With ragged breaths he rolled the condom onto his shaft with care and stared into my eyes.“Sexy girl,”he mutttered and dipped his head to rest his forehead on mine, closing his eyes for a few seconds.
He confused me, but I decided not to dwell on it and go with the flow.
Chapter Fifteen
MY TWO MEN
Alfiedipped down and picked me up, pushing me against the cold tiled wall of the shower.He held my ass cheeks, then lowered me onto him. I glided slowly down the length of him as he sank himself deep inside of me. “Oh, fuck… your little pussy is so tight,” he growled.
“Oh my God,” I gasped as he filled me to my core.
He leaned back, holding my gaze as he thrust at a leisurely pace in and out of me. “You don’t have to stroke my ego by calling me your God,” he teased jokingly.
My eyes widened and he smiled. I smiled back and dropped my head to his shoulder. Alfie held me while I made soft sounds, moaning with pleasure.
His movementsinside me were slow and unhurried. He kissed my neck and mouth, then after a while he began to increase his speed. I was bobbing up and down, his strong arms holding me in place.
Chuckling softly at the noises I was making—some from the ecstasy I was feeling, some from giggling as it tickled—Alfie scolded me, “Stop it, Lily, I’m getting tickly.”
Thrusting faster and harder, then slowing up a little tomake it last, Alfie’s face was twisted in concentration. As my muscles began to clench around his thick cock, he began thrusting as hard as the shower and his strength of holding me up would allow.
Grunting loudly, I urged him, “Don’t stop, Alfie, yeah, just like that, just like that…” After we came we clung desperately to each other.
“Lily, fuck.” His head crumpled into my neck, and he growled,“Goddammit.”
He leaned into me, still supporting me against the tile wall with just his body, his hands splayed against the wall. Alfie exhaled sharply. We stayed there for a minute,still breathless and panting hard.
Slowly he slid out and carefully placed me down, before sliding us to sit on the shower floor. He turned and kissed my head and pulled me close for a hug.
Alfierecovered quicker than the previous times, and he stood up, indicating that I should do the same, and we quickly washed ourselves again in the shower. Then Alfie stepped out, dried himself off, wrapped the towel around his waist, and left the bathroom without saying a word to me.
When I came out of the bathroom to look for my clothes, he had flipped the mattress over and was making the bed with fresh sheets.
I began picking up my clothing and he turned to look at me. “You don’t have to go home, it’s really late.” I didn’t know what to say, so I continued to pick my things up off of the floor. “Stay, I’d like you to stay,” he sighed.
“Why?” I think I meant to think this, but it came out anyway.
Alfie ran his hand through his hair. “We both know what this is, Lily. It’s just that I don’t want to think of you running around at all hours because of me.” I stood and watched him make the bed, not sure of what to do.
When he finished what he was doing, he slipped between the sheets and patted the bed. “Come on, Lily, it’s really late, and we don’t have to get up early in the morning. Wouldn’t you prefer to snuggle than having that ride back?”
I was tired andcurious to know him better.If I stayed, would I learn more about why he was like he was?I nodded. “No sex though,” I warned as I crawled into bed and hugged myself. Alfie made no attempt to touch me, despite his enticement of snuggling to get me to stay.
He turned his back to me, and I felt disappointed. The mixed messages he sent me were messing with my head. Within a few minutes I could hear his slow, even breaths. Alfie had already fallen asleep.
I sighed,thinking I should have gone home. Instead, I was lying next to this stunningly handsome and complex man, who took my breath away, and I knew I was in denial because you couldn’t help but want more from him.
Alfie wasthis amazing guy, who connected with me physically like no one else ever had. He made me want to do things I never would have dreamed of, and I could have him in my bed whenever I wanted.
The snag was with no strings attached. My heart cracked a little when I admitted this to myself, because I knew that I wanted the whole hearts-and-flowers romance.
And I found myself getting upset when I realized I’d never have that with him. Alfie’s attitude toward sex slightly perturbed me, with his lack of emotion and his charm that switched on in private and off in public.