Page 14 of Everything Is Yours
Jack blinked then stood motionless. He appeared to be holding his breath.
Closing the space between them, Mya leaned forward. She licked from his chin to his ear, and Jack groaned as she murmured in a husky voice.
“Jack, I see you found your early Christmas present from me. You sure you want to give that away and spoil the surprise I had in store for you?”
Jack’s eyes darted over to me then he studied her face in a silent plea before they drooped to half-mast as his lusty thoughts about whipped cream and Mya took hold of him. I felt like a voyeur, and I’d probably have enjoyed the scene even more if I weren’t so tired. My dick twitched at how appealing she looked because my little head and my big head had a temporary blip. Mya wasn’t Lily, and it was more the provocative scene she was acting out then anything to do with the girl.
Turning my head to look at Lily, I saw her watching me, and her eyes locked on mine. I knew immediately she felt the same. What Mya did turned her on as well. I scraped back the small wooden chair I was sitting in and stood up then wandered over and placed my hand on the back of her chair. Without another word, I swept my hand down to the seat and under it. Lifting it with her in place, I carried her in the direction of somewhere quiet and private.
“Remember, Lily, any erotic noises I hear coming from that bedroom will be reported to your mum when we get back. She still thinks you’re a virgin,” Jack called out.
Chapter 8 Wholeness
Carrying Lily through the heavy pine door of the first bedroom, I found a huge wooden king-sized bed. I figured Jack could be as quick witted as he liked as long as it wasn’t for the rest of the day. Although I knew that would be too much to ask. It was only seven in the evening, and we had all night ahead of us.
Lily crawled up on the big, deep mattress on the bed and flopped down on her side sighing contentedly. I sat on the bed beside her, took my wristwatch off and placed it on the bedside table. Taking my cell out of my back pocket, I placed it next to my watch, and lay down beside her. Turning in towards her I molded my front into the curve of her back. I tugged her closer to me until there was barely any air between us.
I reached down to tug the heavy comforter that was folded at the foot of the bed and hauled it up and over us. Once we were snuggled underneath, I snaked my left arm around her front placing my hand flat against her tiny belly tucking her even tighter. She fitted the curl of my long frame wrapped around her perfectly. I stopped to inhale her sweet feminine scent. I had come to know that part of her so well, and sighed with contentment for the millionth time since I met Lily.
We’d had a long tour, and the first couple of days after were always the time when my energy levels went to zero. The one thing I hated about being in a band was constantly being surrounded by people when I wanted some peace and quiet.
Lily and I were exhausted. Lying alone with her in that warm dark room was everything. It gave me the feeling of wholeness, satisfaction and pleasure I’d never known possible before I knew her. The woman I was holding was the only person I was simply compelled to touch. Looking at her had never been enough; being near her didn’t comfort me either. No matter where we were or who we were with, if Lily was with me, I had to be touching her. I needed her, to make me feel complete.
Tenderly, I gathered her long, soft, dark hair to one side with my fingertips and I placed my lips gently against the heat of her silky skin at the nape of her neck.
“Are you comfortable, honey?”
“Mmm…I love when you do that. It makes me feel sexy.”
“That’s because you are sexy, honey. My mouth does that involuntarily. You smell and taste so fucking good.”
“God, Alfie, I love you so much.”
“I love you too. Always, baby.”
I squeezed her affectionately and released my grip slightly. I didn’t want to wear us out with another round of sex because we still had to entertain again later. So, I suggested a nap as I knew everyone else would be back or would want to go out exploring. I wanted every second of our time together to be fun.
Lily giggled and partially wrapped her small hand around the hardness of my bicep. She gave it a little squeeze.
“Did you ever think we’d see the day when we would both climb into bed and just hug like this, Alfie?”
“Call it me being thoughtful and allowing you to gather your strength for later. I’m expecting to call in Jack’s suggestion.”
Lily froze for a second then sighed heavily. “I have a confession to make, Alfie. I wasn’t listening to him. What did I agree to?”
“You agreed to anal sex with me later.”
Lily’s body instantly stiffened. A pregnant pause developed between us, and I’m sure she stopped breathing when she realized my clarification.
“I did? Seriously?” The pitch of her voice bordered on hysteria.
“Indeed.”
“Oh,” Lily responded weakly, then took a long shaky breath but said nothing else.
I could imagine how her mind was hatching a plan to backtrack on what she thought she’d agreed to. Lily had never wanted to explore the possibility of anal sex, but knowing I’d had groupies in the past that I’d had anal play with freaked her out. When she let silence fall between us, I felt bad about teasing her like that.
I couldn’t keep the ruse going because I started snickering, and Lily struggled out of my hold rolling over to face me.
