Enough Isn't Everything (Everything Trilogy) (5 page)

“Well
.” Saffy sniffed, examining her nails before giving me the wisdom of her opinion. “Men have fuck buddies all the time, well actually so do women, or they wouldn’t have anyone to fuck!” She giggled.

Holly agreed, “As long as you want to and you don’t go getting hurt…” I was surprised by their reactions, but both confessed to having one
-night stands just for the sex. It seemed like I had been left behind with all of this stuff. I knew little to nothing about sex and relationships.

They thought it was probably better to have a fuck buddy than just random guys for fun.
 Saffy said, “If he turns you on, and he’s into you, and you’re okay with each other not being exclusive, then why not?”

“
I don’t see a problem with that, providing you both practice safe sex, and make sure that you’re both mature about it.” Holly looks excited. “So are you going to call him?”

Maybe it was
 the courage of the mojito I’d just had or the fact that I was way past curious about sex and wanted to know more. Or maybe it was what I thought he could do for me that made up my mind. “You know what Holly? I think I’m curious enough to explore it.”

“
Promise me one thing though if I do this?” I said. They both look at me expectantly. “The pact is that we 
never
 discuss him with anyone. No matter what… got it?” 

“
Agreed
,” they said in unison. We knocked our glasses together to seal the deal.

Saffy
 said, “Do it now, before you talk yourself out of it, Lily.” I scrolled in my contacts list and found ‘SEXPERT’ and pressed the call button. He answered within one ring.

“Hey
,” he cooed, and my breath hitched at the sound of his voice. “Pink Lady, do you realize how happy you’ve just made me?” I was silent, his voice was so seductive. I almost forgot to speak. “May I take it this as a yes? Are you free later?”

My heart began
 to race, but I played it cool. “I told you I have plans tonight, and I’m still out. I want to discuss some stuff with you though. I haven’t decided on my answer, I’ll call you when I’m alone,” I told him.

“Hurry up. Go home, you’re killing me, babe
,” he groaned into his cell. I didn’t reply and pressed the end call button and tried to appear cool, but realized I was smirking.

I may
 be naïve, but I knew enough to know that there had to be some boundaries. I needed to be smart if this crazy arrangement was going to happen.

I was
 petrified and thrilled in equal parts; I should have been ashamed and disgusted, but instead I was full of lust, intrigue, and excitement.

My behaviour was so out of character that I was scaring myself. I’d gone from the virgin that I was a little over a week ago to entering into a very detached sexual relationship. More than that, this would
only be my second partner, and right now I didn’t even care.

When I arrived
home, I rang Alfie from the safety of my apartment bedroom. “Hey,” he cooed. I was instantly affected by his voice. “Hi, gorgeous, well, I’m glad you rang back.” His voice sounded gravelly and seductive.

“Hey
,” I responded shyly, my voice getting stuck in my throat. I didn’t know what else to say. I hadn’t really thought this part through so I almost got cold feet and hung up, but I felt really excited by him, so I didn’t. My heart pounded in my chest.

Alfie took
 the lead, “Give me your address, and I’ll come over.” My heartbeat got faster and it felt like it was bursting out of my chest. 
Too soon! 
I fought my nerves.

“Whoa
,” I said, stopping him before he started dictating terms. “I think we may have a few things to hash out before we get down to… Sheesh… anything.” I didn’t know what to call it and giggled. I heard him snicker sexily as I huffed. 
Damn this isn’t easy
.

“Is this an equal relationship or a dictatorship? What I mean is, do
 
we 
call the shots or is it only you that does that?” I said playfully.

“Equal
 all the way, babe, tell me what you want,” he said, and I sensed a smile in his voice. It made me tingle, the way he said it, and I got moist between my legs. Just talking about this was arousing me.

I found
 my courage again. “Okay, we need a few rules. I need to know what I’m getting into.”

He waited and when I didn’t say anything else he prompted me. “Hmm, okay… shoot.”
His voice sounded relaxed and playful.

“First, we’ve established
 that it is equal, so that means it isn’t only at your beck and call. My needs are to be considered as important as yours. I may want to call you for this too.” I placed my hand over my mouth because I couldn’t believe that I’d just said that.

“Dang, that’s an excellent idea, honey.” He sounded excited. Of course he
did, I had just confirmed that I wanted him.

He encouraged
 me to continue, and I thought most guys would have done the same with the prospect of getting into a woman’s panties. “Go on,” he cooed again.

Calmer, I said confidently, “Safer sex
practices, and regular checks for both of us.”

“Done!” he agreed.
I told him I needed to think about the girls here too.

“One more thing, I share an apartment with two other girls
. We need to think about where it will happen between us. You can’t just turn up here. I don’t want you here when they are home.” I waited for his reply.

“Deal, I have my own place
, and I don’t share, so you might feel better here in that case.”

There
 was an awkward silence as I thought about what to say next, as I had exhausted my list. I cringed as I said it, but sounded confident. “Okay, your address?”

I could hear the excitement in his voice
 at the prospect of me getting over there soon. “It’s on its way.” My cell beeped with a text alert. Sure enough his home address and zip code were on there. “You’re coming over now? He sounded excited.

This wasn’t my intention when I asked for it, but I really wanted to see him again
. 
Shit, I should just go before I chicken out.

I
 heard myself say, “Make yourself pretty I’ll be there in thirty minutes,” and hung up.

I
 clutched my cell and sat trembling. My palms were sweating, and I was in denial that I had just agreed to it. I gave myself a pep talk; I was fed up being a good girl;
 
I was doing this.

I
 convinced myself that this would be reckless, but fun. He was a hot guy who turned me on and if it felt horrible afterwards, the arrangement could be scrapped. I wanted to find out if I could really go through with this.

I took the fastest shower on record, pleased with myself that I had shaved this morning
. All the while still muttering that I couldn’t believe I was going through with it.

I quickly picked out a
 blue satin and lace underwear set, the cut of them was square like boy short briefs, but they showed a little of my ass cheeks, and the bra held my breast cleavage to perfection.

I stared at myself in the mirror.
 
Dear God, what have I just signed up for?
I pulled on a little purple dress that hugged my figure beautifully. It accentuated my curves and the hem ended mid thigh.

Brushing
my hair, I pulled it to the side in a low ponytail halfway down its length, and made a mental note to free it when I got there.

I
 had left details of where I was going in my drawer in case for some reason the girls couldn’t find me, or he kidnapped me. I knew this was crazy, but I wasn’t thinking that straight. A flood of doubt began to creep over me. Yet I still felt compelled to go through with it.

I
drove to his address and the neighborhood he lived in wasn’t what I expected at all. It was a family subdivision, with a gazebo and a fountain near the entrance.

There were
 some yellow colored lights in the tropical plants around a beautiful lake. It gave the place a welcoming feel to it. The houses were all single family residences, and it looked very well kept by the residents.

I pulled up outside his house and it screamed middle
-class, American suburbia, not at all in keeping with his image. I was surprised to find him living in a house and not an apartment like most guys his age.

I found
 it strange that he lived somewhere like this alone. I checked again that the satellite navigation had brought me to the right address. My fingers trembled as I reached for the key to kill the ignition after I confirmed that this was the correct place.

Looking out from the darkness of my car, I could see warm lights glowing in his sitting room window. He stood up and walked across the room inside, playing his guitar, and now that I was here
, I felt scared.

My heart thumped in my chest, and my mouth went so, so dry, as the adrenaline rush came at me like a tidal wave. I could hear blood swishing in my ears. It was kind of flowing in time to my rapid heartbeat.

I pushed myself out of the car. Hesitating, I almost wigged out and climbed back in. Just at that moment, he looked up and noticed me through the window.

He headed to the door and when I saw him looking at me, I knew it was too late to back out now. He swung the door open
. “Fantastic, you found me.”

As soon as
 I laid eyes on him again, there was no question in my mind about backing out. I pasted on a smile to hide the half frightened, half thrilled feelings I fought with.

He looked even more beautiful than he had that
 morning. He was casually dressed in a navy blue t-shirt that hugged the contours of his torso with promises of a hard, toned body underneath.

His
 faded jeans were looser, hanging low on his hips with a button fly and his feet were bare. His hair was still damp from the shower he’d obviously just taken. I could smell his bodywash, and his face seemed clean shaven.

He smelled delicious, so clean and fresh.
His scent was almost overwhelmingly seductive. I wanted to grab his t-shirt and inhale him.

He gave me a pant
y melting smile, his dimple showing, and although mine didn’t exactly melt, the material between my legs was drenched. I had the most amazing attack of butterflies, and he hadn’t even touched me yet.

As he closed the door, he placed his palms on my upper arms and stilled me. The rush of chemistry that happened between us then was undeniable.

His eyes moved down the length of me as he checked me out. They twinkled in the low light of the room; his pupils were dilated, and his eyes were darker, the green hue in them brighter now.

“Damn, Lily, you are even more beautiful than you were this morning. I can’t believe you’re here
,” he told me smiling widely, his husky voice slightly cracked.

I
 smiled shyly. “You’re not too shabby yourself.” He grinned playfully.

“Oh, you like what you see?” He wa
s nodding, his tone seducing me.

He
 came closer, his face stopping only an inch from mine. He moved his face from side to side, brushing his nose over mine. He adjusted his head, and his lips brushed lightly against my mouth. It felt intimate and sexy.

He stepped
 back locking his arms straight and tilted his head back to look at me again. “God, I’m…” he whispered shakily, his words trailing off, the sentence unfinished. His eyes narrowed, showing the slightest concern. “You’re sure you’re okay with this?” I nodded slowly.

“Yeah,
 I think so…I’m here aren’t I?” I swallowed hard and he watched me. “I need to warn you, I have limited sexual experiences, so I probably don’t have much in the way of technique.” I laughed nervously, slightly embarrassed to be telling him that I was basically a novice, but not a virgin.

Alfie smiled
 slowly, drawing me into his side and hugged me with one arm. “Leave the imagination up to me. You are all that I need to work with,” he said playfully.

Bending
 his knees slightly, he swept his arms under my legs just above my knees. He picked me up, as he swept me off my feet and into his arms.

The incredible smell of his
 skin at his neck was close to my cheek. I boldly brushed my nose against his smooth, silky skin because it was too irresistible not to. His arms tensed, and he inhaled sharply.

“I thought
 you didn’t do romance,” I teased.

“I don’t
,” he said in a low growl. “This… isn’t romance, this is lust…and the quickest way to my bed,” he said seriously, and chuckled.

 
He swung the door of his bedroom open wide with his hip, and he set me down, still holding my hips. He gazed into my eyes and smiled slowly as he walked me backwards, until the back of my legs hit the bed.

He guided me down slowly, laying me gently on the bed. Alfie stood motionless and silent as his eyes raked over me. He
was thoroughly checking me out again.

He
 sucked in a breath, and let the air escape his lungs so slowly then, shaking his head in disbelief, he whispered, “You are so fucking beautiful… no… you’re perfect.” He confirmed to himself, nodding.

“Thank you for coming to me. I have to admit, I’m a little nervous with you and I’ve
 
never
 got nervous about getting off before.” He smirked, as he crawled over me and began placing slow, sensual kisses up my neck, spiking a rash of goose bumps over my body.

He stopped
 briefly to nibble my left ear, and stared intensely into my eyes, as he smoothed my hair down. He fixed his gaze on me for what seemed like ages, as he ran his fingers through my hair, spreading it out above my head.

It felt tender
 and intimate. The sensation was shocking when his fingertips made contact with my scalp, making me shiver. “Fuck, you look like an angel,” he murmured against the side of my mouth, as he finally dropped his eyes and placed his lips on mine.

His first kiss
 was gentle, and held a little more passion. The next one had more force to it. There was the same urgency that was present when he’d kissed me on campus.

His tongue explored
 my mouth, while mine explored his back. He stole my breath away and groaned into my mouth. “God.” The vibrations hit directly at my core. I softly moaned and Alfie broke the kiss to murmur at the side of my mouth. “Fuck, I love those sounds you make, they’re so fucking sexy.”

Between my legs there was
 no mistaking my need for him. I was overflowing with moist slick juices, as he hit more and more of my zones with what he was doing. His fingertips trailed down the length of my dress, skimmed over my breasts, and down past my hips.

My body hummed
 as his fingers touched the bare skin of my legs.  They skirted around the edge of my dress, and I shivered with shock, the sensation making me jump.

Alfie pulled away to look at me
; he widened his eyes and cocked his head at me. He growled and muttered, “Oh God,” as he put his head down and nuzzled his face into my neck.

I gasped at the sudden thrill this gave me
. “Ah.”

He dropped his eyes and followed the movements of his own hands as he traced upwards over my breasts again. It felt incredible. He took my breasts in his hands, kneading and teasing my nipples softly through the material of my bra and dress.

Alfie’s hand slid down to my hemline again, and he raised himself to standing. Sitting me up, he pulled my dress up and over my body in one swift movement
.
I was so aroused and needed more than what he was doing to me right then.