Page 4 of Everything Is Yours
Lily turned on her heel. Her hair swished behind her as she made her way into the penthouse. Rick smirked at me, shook his head and stared at me with an incredulous look on his face before following suit. I rubbed my aching abs again as he walked ahead, and I made a mental note to avoid any real altercation with him in the future.
Luckily, I had hidden everything as soon as Mya and I had finished talking to the travel company. I’d felt smug with what we’d managed to accomplish. As far as I was aware, there was no evidence in the penthouse of Mya or the holiday. Allowing myself a knowing smirk, I closed the door behind me. When I’d turned to address them, something caught my eye on the console table.
Mya’s purse.Shit!
Lily and Rick were standing with their backs to me in conversation. I stood frozen, deciding what to do about grabbing the purse from the table.What if they turned around and saw me with it in my hand? What the fuck could I say?
My internal struggle lasted a split second, but in my mind it felt like a lifetime. All I could see was the purse. I had no choice but to hide it. Swiping it from the console table I ran into the bathroom. I swung the door shut with force and locked it. Lily’s small fist hammered on the door immediately, her voice was anxious.
“Alfie, are you alright? What’s wrong, honey?”
“It must have been those mussels we had last night,” I lied.
My voice sounded pathetic when I’d tried to sound unwell. Meanwhile, I held the leather purse close to my chest, my eyes frantically scanning the small tiled room for somewhere to stow it. Everything in there was fitted; fucking modern bathroom design.Shit! Shit! Shit!Even the shower was clear glass and nowhere offered refuge for the purse. There was only one thing left to do.
Quickly, I rifled through Mya’s purse and took out her credit card wallet. Everything else in it was immediately replaceable. Gingerly, I lifted the lid of the toilet cistern, being careful that the lid didn’t knock against the body of it. I flushed and stuffed the small bag inside before the weighted ball dick let it refill. Once I was happy it was low enough, I gently replaced the lid.
My heart raced. I rang Mya’s phone to tell her I had the purse in case she tried to come back. When she answered, I’d whispered as quietly as I could and hung up before she could reply. I briefly reminded myself that it would make a good story once everything was out in the open, and I ran the faucet to wet my face. Unlocking the door, I left the bathroom and wandered back into the main seating area of the suite.
Lily and Rick turned to me with concern etched on their faces.
“Jesus, Alfie. What’s going on with you? One minute you’re joking, the next you’re ill? Damn, if I knew I could make you shit just by punching you, I’d have done that a long time ago. I told you I thought you were anal about things didn’t I?”
I smirked at Rick’s comment and wandered over to the closet, too preoccupied with the bulge in my back pocket instead of my front for a change. Slipping my hand inside the closet door I felt around for my leather jacket and found the pocket. I dropped Mya’s credit cards inside and breathed a long, audible sigh of relief. Rick took that as me being frustrated and laughed loudly.
“Alright you two, I’m out of here. I don’t do pissed-off-and-angsty, Alfie. I’ll see you both at dinner later. I have two more interviews, and I’ve got to find time to get laid. Don’t be late for tonight.”
He walked to the door then turned around and waved his hand back and forth between Lily and me. “If you’re planning on getting it on, start now. I hate being kept from my food.”
Lily’s jaw dropped in shock at his blunt comment, but Rick was being…Rick. He always said exactly what he meant without a thought about how it might affect others. Rick left, and I strode toward Lily, circling her face with my index finger. I couldn’t suppress the wicked smile that played on my lips. She looked adorably flustered for someone that spent her life in the limelight being ogled by male fans.
“Lily, you need to stop with that blushing girl, you know what it does to me.”
She knows because she inevitably ends up with no panties on when I see that flushed look on her face. It got me every time.
“You’ve made a remarkable recovery for someone whose guts just fell into the toilet,” she threw back.
I hurriedly told her that I’d pulled a stunt hoping that Rick would leave so that I could have her all to myself. Lily leaned toward me reaching up on her tiptoes and planted a small kiss on my mouth. Her wet tongue tantalized when she ran it along the seam of my lips, and I snapped.
Valuable playtime flashed through my mind. I surprised her by sweeping her off the floor and with her body in my arms; I walked to the bedroom. I threw her playfully on the bed and landed beside her, then rolled her to lie on top of me.
“Alright, where were we before you had to run out and leave me adjusting my swollen dick in my pants?
Lily pulled herself free and repositioned until she was sitting astride me. Flicking her hair back, she smirked and began the slow painful process of unbuttoning my shirt while she stared into my eyes.
“Well, Alfie, we didn’t get this far earlier, but as it’s getting late, and we’re meeting Rick for dinner. I’d hate to think we didn’t respect our elders enough to do as we were told. I don’t know about you, but I was brought up to take their advice without question.”
A mixture of love and naughty thoughts shone in her eyes, and I grinned at Lily’s assertiveness to take what she wanted from me. I raised my eyebrow in a silent question, wondering what she intended to do to me. At that, Lily’s small fingers began working in earnest at the buttons on my shirt. When she’d finished opening the last button, she swept both sides of the shirt apart and stared down at my body for a moment. Her warm palms skimmed across my skin, from my belly up and across my abs, pushing the shirt over my shoulders.
I pulled myself up to help her remove the shirt. She bunched the cotton material and shoved the sleeves gently down my arms. Her eyes flicked between what she was doing to mine as she gauged my reaction. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth then spread over her lips. She pressed her weight against my torso pushing me down onto my back. My arms were fixed by my sides, restrained inside the shirtsleeves. Lily’s eyes widened, her pupils dilated when she realized I couldn’t move. A more seductive smile gave her eyes a deeper, naughty glare when they raked over my body then traveled up to my face before fixing on mine.
Erratic beats drummed heavily against my chest as my heart flipped in anticipation. Lily chose to let a quiet moment pass between us. The silence was broken when she took a deep breath as her lust-filled eyes passed over my body again. Her fingers gently strummed back and forth across both of my nipples sending a delicious shiver rippling through my veins. Instantly, her teasing hands spiked my arousal. Taking another deep breath, she began to tell me what she was thinking. Her fingers continued their journey, dragging across my hot, sensitive flesh, tracing the hard lines of my abdomen.
“Damn…just…damn, Alfie. I don’t think there will ever be a time when I see your body, and I won’t want to lick the creases of those toned abs, run my fingers and tongue over this ink here, or want to nibble above your collar bone. How did I ever live without you?”
Lily leaned forward and began planting small soft kisses until she’d kissed just about every inch of my upper body.
Sitting back on her heels, Lily continued to trail her fingers up and down my belly, teasing me slowly, killing me slowly with the way she was worshiping my body. Leaning forward again, she began to circle my left nipple with her tongue. Her silky hair swept across my chest and belly, her eyes glanced up to check my reaction.
