Page 12 of Enough Isn’t Everything (Everything Trilogy #1)

Chapter Seven

SECOND HELPINGS

Lying in silence, I panted breathlessly, licking my dry lips.

I tried to get my head around what had just happened between us.

Alfie didn’t know just how inexperienced I was.

Alfie turned and stared at the ceiling. “Your body is so responsive, I knew it. It was as if your body was made for me. I just knew that sex between us would be so fan… fucking… tastic.”

Still breathless, he turned his head to face me again.

“I love making you scream, Lily! You’re so hot, honey.

” Glancing down, I noticed he was still semi hard and talking about what we had just done was making his cock twitch.

When our breathing resumed our normal rhythms and we’d recovered a little, he lifted me up and carefully pulled me over to straddle him.

Shuffling us to the edge of the bed, he pulled up a nearby chair. Throwing a pillow on it, Alfie lowered my head and shoulders sideways hanging me over this. Placing a hand under the crest of my ass cheeks, he took my weight in one hand.

Reaching for the condom packet, Alfie snapped another on, rolling it one-handedly and positioned his erect cock at my entrance again. He readjusted my ass cheeks taking them in both hands and squeezed my buttocks gently.

Tilting me, he leaned forward feeling between my thighs. “Damn, you’re still soaking wet.” He crawled up to kiss my mouth hard and positioned his cock before entering me again.

His APA rubbed the sweet spot inside. I felt a little raw and sore from our previous time, but when I saw him watching me, it had turned me on so much I didn’t care.

I began to move my hips in time with him, and he squeezed my ass cheeks rhythmically, all the while looking intensely into my eyes. I tried to keep him deep inside but he teased me, pulling all the way back, almost coming out of me before re-entering each time.

His little finger stroked up and down my anus sensually. I froze and shook my head. I wasn’t comfortable with that. “Trust me,” he whispered. When he didn’t do anything further with it, I learned to trust him and relaxed.

Alfie pulled out and looked at me, before he dipped his fingers into my entrance and made them wet, returning to let his finger slide smoothly over my anus. Teasing me with this, he increased the sensation of his thrusts at the same time.

It felt incredible and his cock moved more freely inside me in this position. Alfie pulled my ass cheeks slightly apart, opening me more to him and giving him more room to plunge his finger deeper.

Sensing I was on the edge he stilled and stared seriously. “Don’t come yet! Don’t come,” he ordered. My legs trembled as I sat on the brink of orgasm, but I bit my lip and tried to do as he asked. My eyes silently pleaded with him.

I tried to concentrate on his abdominal muscles flexing on his belly as he rocked deep inside me. Using that as a distraction was futile, it just increased my arousal.

“I can’t…” I whimpered.

Alfie stared into my eyes. “Hold it, Lily. I want to come with you.”

The concentration pulled his face into an agonizing expression and my head was swimming as I tried to hold the flood of ecstasy back. He pounded into me repeatedly, and I tried desperately to hold on. My fingers were digging into the chair fabric. “I can’t…”

My legs began to quiver with my impending climax. I was losing control. Then I heard Alfie say, “Do it, let it go, Lily.”

I didn’t need him to repeat his words. Suddenly, I was screaming his name again. We were both shuddering and bucking at the same time. I noted pure bliss in his eyes he kept them open. His abs contracted and relaxed as his orgasm tore through him.

His smile looked so appealing, with his amazing dimple. It made me feel weak watching him as he gazed back at me with his sexy just fucked hair. He looked perfect.

I kept trying to rock on him, and he bit his bottom lip as I milked the last drop of cum from him. Falling backward, he pulled out of me in one fell sweep, and I fell on my ass.

“Ouch!”

Alfie raised his head, one eye peering over at me, the other closed, and he chuckled sheepishly, before collapsing back on the bed.

“Sorry… did the earth move for you too, honey?” he said playfully.

Stretching his arms lazily above his head, he let out a deep sigh that sounded like contentment as I pulled myself up off the floor.

Smacking his thigh for letting me fall, his eyes widened playfully. “Oh kinky! I love it! But I’m a little tired right now, baby, can we do that another time?” Grinning wickedly, Alfie closed his eyes again. I loved his funny, playful side as it only made him even more appealing.

Standing up a little shakily, I padded over to his bathroom. My hips, legs, and lady parts ached. Alfie was lying there, his cock all shrunken, and his condom still in place. It looked like an old sock hanging off him.

I smirked at how this hot guy could make himself look so ridiculous in a split second and I was tempted to get my camera out, but I’d have hated if he’d done that to me.

As I closed the bathroom door, I heard him say, “Damn it. I’m in trouble.” In a softer tone he said, “Shit… pity I can’t love you, Lily.”

Fixing myself up quickly, I snagged a quick shower and leaned against the tile as the water sprayed down on me. I was feeling the unfamiliar pang of hurt, unsure what he meant by his last comment, and I tried not to overthink things.

Wrapping myself with a small towel, I cracked open the bathroom door to see Alfie sound asleep. He had passed out. His breathing was slow, and he lay flat out in the same position I had left him in, minus the condom.

I didn’t disturb him, but got dressed, then leaned over and switched the nightstand lamp off, before letting myself out.

By the time I arrived home, I was too tired to think about what I had done and fell into bed.

When I woke up it was still dark. Turning on the nightstand light, I went to pee and caught sight of my naked form in front of the floor length mirror.

I didn’t look any different considering what I’d done earlier.

My inexperience in the bedroom had me doubting whether Alfie would want to do that with me again. He may not want to continue with our arrangement. From my perspective, he did all the work while I just kind of laid there.

Clearly, he’d had a lot of sex in the past from the way he teased my body. Even with my novice status, I could appreciate how much control it took for him to hold back with me like that.

Maybe I wouldn’t be enough for him, and he’d move on to someone with more experience before giving me the chance to learn how to please him properly. From my perspective, he more than lived up to my expectations. The sexual chemistry and tension between us was almost tangible.

Alfie’s strong, sexy body, talented mouth and magical hands had pleasured me in places I had never imagined as erogenous zones before. I really wanted to repeat the experience with him and hoped he felt the same way.

Turning away from the mirror I turned the bath faucet on, filling my bathtub. The sensitive flesh between my legs ached, and I wanted to soothe it. I sat nursing the ache, and it worked. After a while I didn’t notice it anymore, until I rose to get out of the bath again.

It was a pleasant soreness though, it reminded me of the fabulous feelings Alfie had stirred in me. Pouring some rose scented bodywash onto a sponge, I enjoyed the silky feeling on my skin as I washed myself.

It was so comforting and pleasant, the smell reminded me of home, and I made a mental note to call my parents.

As I lathered myself, I was thinking back to the things we had done the night before. Rinsing out the sponge, the water seeped back into it again when I resubmerged it. Squeezing it out over my breasts, I watched as the water cascaded over the foam, washing it down and off my body.

Definite feelings stirred in me about wanting to see Alfie again.

I wasn’t that confident he would want to see me though.

I didn’t feel I knew enough to keep his attention.

I wasn’t sure if his comment about not being able to love me was meant for my ears or something he had muttered to himself, and I had no idea what he had meant.

Stepping out of the tub, I enveloped myself in a huge, fluffy white towel, and made my way back to my bedroom.

I grabbed my cell from my purse and remembered I needed to charge it for the next day.

As I plugged the cell into the charger. I noticed there was a text from Alfie.

My mouth was dry, and I was kind of reluctant to open it, afraid of being rejected by him.

SEXPERT: Pink Lady, I am writing to confirm that your recent application for the position of fuck buddy has been successful. Terms and conditions as negotiated prior to start date. I look forward to having you… and your assets on board.

My mouth stretched into a slow smile as I read it and started to text a reply.

Pink Lady: I am writing to confirm my acceptance of said post, to which you refer.

I am happy to bring my assets to support your more…

hidden talents. Together I am confident that we will utilize these to their full potential.

I look forward to meeting the challenge of a demanding work schedule and hope to meet your requirements leading to many satisfactory outcomes in the future.

I hit the send button and held the phone to my chest, closing my eyes. Within a few seconds I heard another text arrive.

SEXPERT: Are you awake?

Pink Lady: No, multi-talented, I always text in my sleep!

SEXPERT: LMAO, want to play? Can I come over?

Pink Lady: Nope, my roommates are sleeping. *wagging finger and shaking head*

SEXPERT: Sad face.

Pink Lady: Really? You were smiling when I left.

SEXPERT: but you left! I might not have been done.

Pink Lady: Oh, believe me, from what I saw *snoring face*, you were most definitely done. *smug face*

SEXPERT: I’m a quick recoverer! *raised eyebrow*

Pink Lady: I don’t believe ‘recoverer’ is even a word, besides short of CPR you weren’t recoverable from the angle I was observing you from. *angel emoji*

SEXPERT: Oh, you like to watch? *smug emoji* *ninja face* *Checks out Alfie junior, looks back up and smiles* but I have now and would like a rematch *flirty emoji*

Pink Lady: So this is a competition now? *confused emoji*

SEXPERT: If that’s what it takes to get you back in my bed… hell, yes.

I was chuckling when I hit the call button. “Ah, I won,” he gloated when he answered. “You called me. You have to come back here now.” I thought he was kidding me.

“I’m not ringing because I want to come back.” Blushing crimson, I was glad he couldn’t see me.

Alfie screamed and pretended to be wounded. “That arrow just went right through my heart! You slay me, girl.” He chuckled. “Would now be the right time to tell you I don’t handle rejection well?”

I giggled again at his fun side. Damn, he’s too cute! “It’s six in the morning, Alfie,” I replied, finding it incredulous that he was serious.

“Your point being what? You know how to tell the time? You’re not a morning person?” he teased with a smile in his voice. “But you’re up anyway, so… you might as well… you know…” He chuckled again then sounded pathetic. “Pleeeease?”

Sighing heavily, I said, “I have to start college today, Alfie.”

Alfie gave me an exaggerated sigh back, mocking me. “Well, what better way to start than being mellow after some good sex? You won’t be nervous, and everyone will remember you as the cool English girl on the first day.” Hearing the smile in his voice, I imagined a grin teasing his lips.

“Are you always this good at arguing your point?” I smiled.

“Only if it leads to orgasms and primal sex,” he answered in a mock seductive voice. He was too sexy to resist.

“Will you make me breakfast if I come?” I asked innocently.

“No, honey, I’ll make you breakfast because you’re here. There’s no pressure to come, but I’ll make you come anyway, several times if you’re lucky. See you in thirty.” Alfie ended the call before I could reply.

Leaving the condo a little after six, I drove back to his place. It wasn’t far from the college, and I told myself we wouldn’t be having sex again. Besides, I thought I might be able to get to know him a little better.

Alfie was beyond hot and I wanted to spend time with him. His voice melted me, and his body rocked me. Even when he stroked my cheek the last time, I had feelings no one has ever given me in my life before.

Rumors I’d heard about certain people having ‘the touch’, a connection between two people, seemed like a myth until it happened to me with him.

I suspected it must have been the same for him, not because he was telling me so, but because I didn’t mistake his reactions to me, from that first time when we were behind the college buildings to when his belly quivered when I touched him.

I was covered in goose bumps before he’d even kissed me, and I was hooked. I knew I needed more of that touch, but at the same time, I repeatedly told myself, we wouldn’t last forever. Guys like him liked to share themselves too much.