Chapter 1 Furtive
“Mya, are you there? Can you hear me? Fuck this phone, I hate the damned thing. Don’t hang up yet I’m moving to find a better signal. I don’t have long. Can you meet me later today? I’m staying at The Dorchester.”
I glanced toward the tall oak door leading to the room I was standing in, watching for any sign of movement. My heart pounded in my chest at the prospect of Lily catching me speaking to another woman on the phone. Once I was confident she was still focused on getting ready in the bathroom, I continued.
“Lily will be leaving any minute now to go out for a couple of hours. We don’t have much time. Say you’ll come over, Mya, please? I swear she won’t be back for the next two to three hours at least. Her interview at Radio 1 isn’t until noon. Come on, honey, I desperately need to see you. I can’t do all this on the phone. She’ll be out in a minute, come over,” I whispered harshly, my tone was hushed as my hand cupped the mouthpiece on my cell.
I glanced anxiously at the door. It was a risk calling Mya, but so far we’d managed to avoid being caught. We could only steal a short amount of time together. As luck would have it, an unexpected window opened when Lily’s PA added an extra interview at a popular radio station in her hometown.
I knew I was going to have to let Henry, my security guy, in on the deal as it may be necessary to have him delay Lily’s arrival home. If she arrived home before Mya departed, all bets would have been off, and Lily would never trust me again.
“Alfie, I really don’t think I can get away right now. Jack’s working in his den. I can’t just get up and go out without questions being asked. We’re not all huge rock stars like you and Lily. We have responsibilities here and if I just up and left when I’ve already told Jack I had no plans today he’d be suspicious. You would be too if it were Lily doing this.” Mya’s voice was a stage whisper, the agitation and a hint of annoyance in her tone apparent.
Obviously, I sympathized with how worried she felt, but I had no choice. She had to come to me. There was no other way I could find time to see her or meet her anywhere else. For one thing, I was the lead singer in a world-renowned rock band—I’d be recognized if I went out. I’d already had enough media attention with regard to my relationship with Lily to last several lifetimes.
“You can tell Jack that Rick wants to see you. That wouldn’t be a lie; he always wants time with you. You could stop off and see Rick before you head home. Then he’d tell Jack he saw you. He’s arriving here about 3:00 pm, I think.”
Rick was Mya’s famous uncle and front man for the band, Cobham Street. They were more famous than my band, Crakt Soundzz or Lily’s, XrAid, but we were all globally known in our own right.
“Alfie, I’m not lying to Jack because you snap your fingers. If Jack ever found out I went behind his back to visit a man, especially you, he’d slaughter you. He might even murder me.”
I snickered at the very thought of Jack knowing his woman had snuck away and spent time with me without his knowledge. Imagining what his reaction would be made me excited. I knew he’d be jealous, not to mention livid. He’d have a coronary if he thought for a moment there was anything untoward between Mya and me. However, I was smart enough to know that if he lived to tell the tale, I was the one who’d need an autopsy by the time he was done with me.
Jack was overly protective of his woman. Just like I was with mine. But the idea of giving him a taste of his own medicine and fucking with his mind about Mya had a certain delicious appeal. It would be payback for all the times he flaunted his relationship with his best friend and my woman Lily, in my face.
“Fuck, what is it with you women and Jack Cunningham?” I hissed, still with a hushed tone.
“Listen, Mya. We have to do this now. We’re wasting time arguing about it when you know you’ll end up here anyway. Rick will be here at 3:00 pm, and you need to be gone by 2:45 pm to safely miss Lily coming back. If Jack’s parents live too far out of the way to call on for this, ask Roslyn or Charlie for help. I know for a fact they’d jump at the chance to help with the little ones for the afternoon.”
Mya huffed into the phone in defeat, and as soon as she did that, my body sagged with relief. I knew her well enough to know when she was giving in after being worn down by something. I’d heard that kind of exhale often enough from Lily. I was stoked that she was coming to the suite.
Lily would have a break down if she knew. Both Jack and she would close ranks, and Mya and I would be put under house arrest to reveal our secret. We definitely weren’t ready to lay everything on the table for a few more hours at least. We had every intention of coming clean, eventually, but for now our plans were still only a great idea at best.
Lily strolled leisurely from the bathroom fastening a diamond teardrop earring in her left lobe. She stood in front of the large dressing table mirror, and I sidled up behind her. Sweeping her long dark hair to the side I playfully bit her slender neck. The small erogenous zone right between her neck and shoulder was her sweet spot. Goose bumps surfaced when I took that piece of her flesh into my mouth, and she rewarded me with a soft sigh. Lily pretended to be put off by me when I knew she enjoyed every touch we shared.
“Will you stop, Alfie, I’m late as it is.”
She giggled flirtatiously but made no attempt to squirm away from me. Lily’s eyes closed and a sexy smile stretched her lips, lifting the corners of her mouth. Watching her reflection in the mirror, I groaned at the thoughts her reaction set loose in my mind. The sudden urge I had to strip her bare and press her against the wall was almost overwhelming. I whispered my desire to do that into the shell of her ear and a soft erotic moan escaped from her throat.
My dick twitched at her seductive response. I licked a wet trail up her neck placing my mouth back at her ear, both hands on her hips. One hand wandered involuntarily to the hem of her shirt. It slipped inside drawn in by the heat of her body radiating through it. My fingertips stroked over her satin soft skin. She shivered when I reached the contour of her ribs, my fingers delving under the lace of her bra to cup her firm, fleshy breast. Lily moaned again, louder that time.
“Oh. Mm.”
I ran my nose over her ear. My breath ghosted over her skin. She shivered in anticipation, and her heartbeat began to pound against my hand. I rolled my hips pushing my hard dick into the center of her ass and pressed hard so that she could feel what she did to me. Pulling the cup of her bra to give me better access to her breast, I began rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. My voice was no more than the pained whisper of a desperate man when I spoke.
“Stay. Let me make you feel good. Just say the words, honey. I’ll drop to my knees right here or push you up against the wall. You know I can make you feel special; make you forget everything. We don’t spend nearly enough time in bed these days, right? A man has…needsyou know.”
I gave her my best lopsided smile, the one she could never resist. She reached around behind her. When she stroked her soft, delicate hand over the rough material at the front of my jeans, I thought I’d won her over. Finding my erection, her eyes widened as she looked at me standing behind her in the mirror. She ran her index finger over my now raging hard-on. She’d applied just enough pressure to make me desperate for more.
“If you do that again I’ll come in my jeans.”
Turning to face me, she patted my chest with the palm of her hand and tried to pull back.
“Later, lover boy. I have a living to earn. Make sure you hold that thought, though. When I get back, the ‘on your knees’ thing, ‘against the wall’, and that bulge…whatever you want to tease me with, I’m yours. Everything is yours.”
Lily pointed to the wall, the floor, and patted my hard-on through my jeans again giving me a quick squeeze and a small, wistful smile. Lust-filled thoughts had already formed in her mind. I could see the twinkle she had in those gorgeous blue eyes and the pink tinge of lust that had crept up to tint her cheeks.
“I’m definitely going to rush back, Alfie. I miss you already.”