Everything I want: Will Alfie and Lily's love survive?... (27 page)

“Fuck…goddammit, just like that,” he hissed and growled. His head was moving from side to side. I looked up at him, and he shook his
head.

“Good girl. This feels so fucking good. You do that so fucking perfectly,” he muttered and bit his bottom lip. Right before he came, he pushed my head
away.

“Here.” He stood me and turned me so that he was sitting on the toilet seat now, his jeans at his ankles. He licked his fingers and began to tease my clit. My back was to him. I was still drenched with my juices and Alfie was turning me on all the
time.

He started to draw me back into his lap, his cock nudging at my entrance. “Please, Lily,” he pleaded. I knew what he wanted and had no hesitation this time. My body relaxed, and he eased himself inside me. It felt incredible, tight and hard, but slippery, at the same
time.

“Fuck…damn… this feeling’s like nothing on earth, you feel so fucking good,” he growled. It was a low guttural sound into my hair. He moved my hair to the side, and I began rocking on him. All the time he was whispering how much he loved me, what he wanted to do to me, while he kissed my neck, nibbling and giving me small s
ucks.

After a few minutes he raised me slightly and started to move faster under me until he was eventually pounding into me, and I felt tingles that told me that I was not going to be able to hold my release back. “I’m co
ming.”

Those words from me seemed to be all the encouragement Alfie needed. “Do it!” he commanded, and I did, with him beginning to shudder under me as he chuckled softly into my neck. “Welcome to the mile high club, honey,” he cooed breathle
ssly.

Tidying up nearly took as much energy from us working in the small space we had, but luckily we had face and hand tissues and a mirror. So when we did eventually get out of the toilet, our appearances looked no
rmal.

Alfie smirked. “Do you want to go out first?” Did I? If I opened the door and someone was watching us, I thought I would drop dead on the spot. Okay, maybe that was bit dramatic, but I knew I’d be mortified.
“Well?” Alfie was staring at me, and I knew I just had to d
o it.

“I’ll go first.” He smiled and kissed my nose. “Atta girl,” he said, pulling me back for one last kiss. He clicked the latch, switching the toilet from engaged to vacant, and launched me back into the c
abin.

Chapter 27
– Playing with the big boys

I
t was early morning when the plane arrived in Warsaw. The tour was working from East to West, top to bottom, of each country, and we had a lot of traveling t
o do.

Thick, compacted snow lay on the ground, crunching under our feet when we ran from the tarmac runway, through the wiring fencing, and into the SUVs that took us to the hotel. Freezing clouds puffed out of our mouths as the hot air from our lungs hit the cold
ness.

I had a few layers of clothing on, but when I looked at the XrAid guys, they weren’t prepared at all for it being this cold. After being transferred and settled in, my bandmates headed for the spa to sit in the hot tubs; they were chilled to the
bone.

The accommodations were good as some countries go. After being in India during my gap year, a shower that wasn’t reliant on cold water pouring from holes in a gasoline water holder was luxury t
o me.

Some of the tour was by bus plane and the rest by bus, depending on the distances involved. Alfie was delighted about our bus having two double beds. I couldn’t wait for that part of the tour; us just spending time together without other dem
ands.

We spent the evening eating and discussing what we needed to do because tomorrow we’ve all got a long day with sound checks, various interviews, and the meet and greets that were pla
nned.

This was in addition to the concert itself. I was really nervous, because I’d seen Crakt Soundzz play several times now, and I hoped that we wouldn’t let them down. Alfie told me that even if I wasn’t his girlfriend, he’d have XrAid supporting them on
tour.

Alfie had just gotten out of the shower and was walking around, his semi hard erection wagging back and forth. I was drying my hair with a towel when he saddled up behin
d me.

I turned to look at him. “Hey,” he cooed. I smiled and sighed, that word from him always made my heart melt. “Hey, you.” I grinned
back.

He smirked, but it stretched into a grin, his dimple showing. I always fell in love a little more each time I saw that.
“So…”

I smiled.
“So…”

Alfie scooped me up and tossed me gently on the bed. “Poland,” he said deadpan. I nodded. “We need to get memories, I have my camera. We need to get up tomorrow morning early.” Two images needed to be replaced, one of him in the Old Town, and another at Lazienki Pa
lace.

It had slipped my mind about Alfie’s vow to replace the pictures of the places he’d been alone with one of me by his side. Smiling affectionately, I felt bad. Touching his face I said, “I’m so sorry I wasted all that time without you, A
lfie.”

He scowled and shook his head. “It definitely wasn’t time wasted Lily, look at you. Painful as it was, I would do it again, just to see you where you are today with your music.” Hearing the pride and heartfelt support for my choice to study made me even more confident we’d make it toge
ther.

Alfie started chuckling heartily about what we’d done on the plane. We thought no one had noticed what we did, but the both of us admitted how hot it had been to do something so sn
eaky.

He grabbed my jawline ad kissed me roughly. The following hour was of fun in bed, and I had no doubt that Alfie loved my body. We fell asleep still tangled up in each other, belly to belly, so close together. He was hugging me so tightly, like he was afraid to let me go. The last thing I remembered was him kissing my hair and sighing de
eply.

I woke to intermittent buzzing noises filling the room. Alfie’s alarm on his phone was cutting into the dark and silent
room.

It was just after seven in the morning and still dark outside. Alfie leaned across me, and his arm brushed over my breasts as he grabbed his cell. “Damn, that’s painful.” He wi
nced.

I raised my head thinking he was hurt. “Wha
t is?”

He chuckled. “The morning,” he grunted and snuggled under the covers, grabbing me and pulling me tightly to
him.

We showered and dressed, then made our way to the foyer. Alfie had arranged a car with a driver to take us to the spots he wanted to take picture
s of.

Warsaw was fascinating. The history of the city was tragic but the people seemed very intelligent and progressive. There were a few things I had learned about Alfie that surprised me, mainly his closet country music genre preferences and his talent for photography. Once he’d fiddled with the settings and situated the camera on the tripod, we ran to pose for the
shot.

He ran back and checked the digital display. He took about twenty pictures from all different angles, and when I started to get cold from standing, I commented it was the landmark that the shot was about, not what angle we’re standin
g at.

Back at the hotel it was breakfast time. The bands and crew had already eaten and were getting ready to ship out to the venue. Alfie and I grabbed some toast, coffee, and orange juice and headed back to the room to
pack.

We went our separate ways at that point, because his band had a radio interview, and mine was doing our sound check f
irst.

By the time we were about to go on, I was ready for bed, but my adrenaline kicked in, and I was soon wired and buzzing with excitement. My nerves started to build, and to be frank I was shitting myself, because there were 18,000 people out t
here.

To think I had been worried about 4,000 just a few weeks ago. Alfie came into our dressing room and led me to a quiet space in the hallway outside. He pressed me gently against the wall by his hips and straddled his hands on either side of my head on the
wall.

His forehead dipped, landing softly on mine, and instantly it was just us. If anyone else was around, we were oblivious. “You’re going to be great, Lily, just have fun. I love you, honey.” He kissed me so tenderly, and I sighed into his m
outh.

He chuckled. “Okay, now that you’re relaxed, I’m done here. See you on the other side.” He winked and spanked my ass as I turned to go back to the
guys.

Pushing the dressing room door open, I went back to the guys. No sooner had the door closed when we got our ten minute warning. Cody was super confident. Digs was quiet. Shawn started slapping a beat on his thighs, and Lennon was warming his vocals, singing into a t
owel.

Cody and I had done our warm-up just before Alfie turned up. Lennon looked up. “Okay, let’s fucking do this,” he growled. It was the most pumped and aggressive I’d ever seen Le
nnon.

We entered stage right and our sound wiring was fed into our clothing. It was mainly wireless technology. This was the fail safe. Cody glanced at me, and sm
iled.

“C’mere,” he cooed, holding his arms out for me to walk into. Giving me the speech he usually did about how amazing I was going to be, and I wished at that moment I had the confidence levels he and Alfie had for going out on stage and belting out rock t
unes.

I didn’t get time to think about it too hard because within a few seconds of him finishing his pep talk we were on stage, getting the job
done.

I couldn’t see much because the lighting was so strong. Only the first few rows, which were mainly women, and I was sure that was due to Alfie and Crakt Soundzz being the main act. I knew these women had probably paid extra money for the most exclusive seats, just in case Alfie took a shine to
them.

Sorry ladies, but Alfie wasn’t looking for shiny things because he was mine. We put in a great performance and were carried by the crowd. They were really generous to us, but we were there to warm them up, and the fact that they liked our music made us feel g
reat.

We finished our set and left a roaring, screaming crowd behind. I hoped it was because we were an awesome supporting band for Crakt Soundzz, and not just because we were finished, meaning that Alfie’s band would soon be on. Alfie was heading toward me as we began to walk
back.

“Damn, girl, you rocked.” He grabbed me by my top and pulled me to him. His tongue was in my mouth before I could draw breath. It was hot and wet and fucking with my hormones that were already wreaking havoc i
n me.

“If I didn’t have a job to do I’d fuck you right here and now,” Alfie whispered to me. I smirked. “Yeah, and you think I’d let you do
that?”

He grabbed my waist tighter. “By the look on your face right now, I’d say it was a done deal.” He smirked, pecked my lips again, and let me go. “Love you,” he cooed as he walked out into the dark for his band’s entrance. There was no intermission at this
gig.

Standing at the side watching him in action, I could see all the things that made me fall so hard for him before he was famous. He was just so fucking sexy. The way he moved and his charismatic manner, not to mention his self-confidence on stage. It was his music that drew me in before I even saw what he looked like though. He was a master musician with a voice that would melt the panties off of a
nun.

Now he was a world famous rock artist. By the way people bowed and scrapped to him, he should have had an inflated ego, full of diva demands and bat shit-crazy bad habits, but he didn’t. I think maybe that was why he was so popular, because he didn’t live life to ex
cess.

When I thought of anyone one else that came up to where Alfie was at, I could only think about Rick Fars in the same vein, and although his reputation preceded him, I was surprised at how normal he was as
well.

Seeing Alfie jumping across the stage, he exuded that confidence and charisma, and I just couldn’t stop staring. He was incredibly fascinating to look at when he performed; it mesmerize
d me.

I began to wonder what he was doing with me, when he could have practically any woman in the world at that moment. He began to sing ‘Listen,’ our song, and turned his head to me. He knew I was there. He smiled and kept looking back at me all through the
song.

When he replaced the mic he smiled and blew me a kiss, before Drew rocked out the intro on his guitar for the next hit on their set
list.

I left after that and went to spend time with my guys. I couldn’t let them think I didn’t want to share what we did tonight with them. When I went into the dressing room, Shawn was in a towel as u
sual.

“Damn, Lily I didn’t think you were coming back or else I would have waited for you.” He flicked his eyes to the towel, and I knew he was teasing that I had missed catching him naked. “There’s always tomorrow.” I smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Besides, Shawn, the number of times you’ve wagged that little thing in my face, I think I could draw it from memory
now.”

They all burst out laughing, and Lennon jumped up to hug me. I apologized for not coming straight down with them, but they told me they unders
tood.

It had been a long time since I had seen Alfie play live, the last time being New Year’s Eve over two years ago in London, before they were si
gned.

At the end of the set we went up to the side of the stage to watch the encore then Alfie and the rest of the guys piled off, covered in sweat and buzzing with the high of their perform
ance.

Alfie scooped me up and wrapped my legs around his waist carrying me toward a dark, quiet area. He pushed me up against a wall and this time, I could feel the hard hot bulge in his tight jeans. It was pressed against me, letting me feel how turned on he was from the whole experience out t
here.

He was kissing me passionately, and it left me breathless. My panties were drenched. His hand slipped under the skater dress I was wearing and around to the globes of my ass. His right hand continued its journey under my ass and into the crotch of my pan
ties.

“Fuck,” he hissed, dropping me to my feet. “With me. Now!” he demanded and began to stalk down the hallway in the direction of XrAid’s dressing room with me in tow. He knew all the guys were up at the stage. When we got inside, he swung me around and banged the door
shut.

Covered in sweat, Alfie’s raw sex drive took over. He crouched down and pushed my thigh length dress up around my waist in a hurry. He knocked my legs apart with his hand and pushed his face straight up into my crotch, sucking my lace panties
hard.

I lifted my leg and placed it on the arm of the leather sofa, my head lolling to one side. “Fuck,” he growled before turning me around and bending me over the arm of the
sofa.

“I fucking need you right now, Lily. You were driving me insane standing there, just out of reach, when I was on s
tage.”