Page 35 of Where the Dark Knelt
Alfie rolled over onto his back and pulled me to him, his cock still erect, but he showed no hurry to finish off. He peered over at me, “You, okay?” I nodded and gave him a weak smile.
He rubbed my arm and drew small circles on it with his thumb, as I lay my head over his chest. I heard his heart beating strong and steady.
We lay in silence for a few minutes until I spoke. “What are you thinking?” I felt an immediate pang of regret after I asked him because I suddenly wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer. I was beginning to think he didn’t want to continue, as he hadn’t completed what he’d wanted me here for.
“You want to know… seriously? Lily, I don’t know what you’re doing here with me.” I was stunned.
“What do you mean?”
He turned his head to look at me. “You… you’re incredible. You don’t need to be with me. You can have any guy you want out there. Trust me… I’ve seen how men look at you.” I wasn’t expecting that at all. I pulled back and perched myself on one elbow to look at him.
“I thought we had an understanding. I don’t want any other guys, I’m happy as things are now that you’ve explained your ignoring tactics. You’re exaggerating how attractive I am.”
Staring intensely at me, Alfie very slowly moved a strand of hair off my forehead and sighed heavily. “I can’t love you, Lily. You should be with someone that can give you everything.” I worked down a swallow and felt hurt. It was so difficult to hear him say that to me, especially when I was forming an attachment to him.
“I won’t love you, Alfie. Isn’t this why we are doing this?” I held his gaze, and his eyes narrowed a little, then he movedand kissed my neck. I wondered if he was hiding any real feelings he had.Maybe he was trying to let me down gently?
“Alfie, if you don’t want to do this just say and I’ll leave.” As soon as I said it, I was afraid of his response.Would I be able to just up and leave without another word?
“Can I have a minute?” he asked, lying back and pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. His breathing was a little deeper as he seemed to struggle with his feelings.
Debating whether to getdressed or not, thinking I didn’t want to be naked when he blew me out, I didn’t get time to think about it as Alfie rolled toward me. Tracing his index finger down my belly slowly, I could see him thinking before he spoke in a gentle tone. “Lily, sweetheart…”
I swallowed hard as tears were beginning to form in my eyes and I blinked hard, while trying to fight them back.
Alfie sighed and his face grew serious. “Lily, you are the whole package, the whole package.” He trembled a little. “You’re beautiful, intelligent, funny, playful, a goddess in the bedroom and too sweet and innocent to do this.”
Annoyed that he was judging me, I wanted to bite back. “Is that so? Why did you ask me then? You know nothing about me, Alfie. I don’t want to be in a long-term relationship right now. Your offer wouldn’t have appealed to me if I did.”
Alfie lay on his back again and stared at the ceiling.Then he turned and met my gaze again and held it. “Tonight… you were hot! I almost came just watching you in those heels, playing that guitar. You play amazingly. I want to play with you, by the way,” he added incidentally, smiled and shook his head in disbelief.
Not knowing how to respond, I stayed silent but blushed that he was paying me compliments about my music,and how I looked. Having heard comments about how I looked all mylife it was just a normal thing people said, but the comments suddenly had meaning when they came from Alfie. It was like I craved his approval. “You can do so much better than me, Lily. Don’t waste your time with me.”
I felt panicked. Ireally didn’t want to end this with him. “If you want out, just say.” I threw back at him. When his eyes darted at me, I knew he didn’t feel that way because of the way his eyes snapped to mine when he heard me.
“I’m in. Only if you insist, you’re sure?” he quickly mumbled. There was another silence.
Alfie’s next questionwas totally unexpected. “So what’s the deal with Will, are you fucking him as well?” I sat up and gave him an incredulous look, hurt that he could think that of me.
“Where has that come from? I’m not a slut, Alfie.”I wasn’t prepared for that at all. “Anyway, isn’t the deal we can fuck whoever we want with no strings?” I felt so hurt that he could think that, but I wasn’t going to show it.
Alfie perched himself up on one elbow saying, “Shit, I didn’t mean to make you feel you were under the microscope. I was curious, that’s all. I want someone on my level, and I believe now that you are. I’m more than happy with things.”
“Come on, ” he urged, immediately changing the subject to lighten the mood. Pulling me up off the bed, he led me into the bathroom.
Itdidn’t escape me that he’d diverted the conversation, but I was curious as to why he thought that about Will andme. After him saying that, I wasn’t sure we’d be doing this for much longer.
“It’s time to get clean,” he stated, darting back to his bedroom and returning with the champagne bottle and a couple of condoms from his pants.
Turning on the shower faucet, Alfie pulled me into the shower with him. “Come on, you need a scrub, you’re a verydirty girl,” he teased playfully, swatting my ass. After his offhand comments I wasn’t particularly in the mood, but as soon as he started peppering my neck with kisses under the shower, I was a panting mess again in no time. The guy turned me on at his will.
Lathering a face cloth with bodywash, Alfie began to wash me.He turned me away from him and began washing my back. It felt amazing as the soft, satiny bubbles cascaded down my body. The cloth soon dipped under my arms and over my breasts as he held me to him with one hand in front of my belly.
I could feel his hard cock grow and press into my lower back. This only increased my arousal, along with the fact that the cloth was now dipping between my legs, as he washed the most sensitive areas of my body.
Strangely, I found the act of him washing me more intimate than anythingelse we had done already. It was odd, given that he didn’t do emotions. He certainly made me feel quite emotional when he took care of me that way.
Taking the cloth from him, I repeated his actions, washing the sticky ice cream away. I smoothed his long cock, which felt so silky soft, but so ridged at the same time, as I stroked the soap bubbles over it.
