Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
Aloud noise woke Lilly from her sleep, she felt disorientated and it took a few minutes to work out what was happening.
The TV played a music channel on low volume and on the coffee table was an empty ice-cream pot.
The banging sounded again and then she heard her name being yelled.
It sounded like Elijah’s voice. She looked at the clock and it was one in the morning.
What was he doing here at this time of the morning and how did he get past the main door?
She got up from her seat and hurried across the living room floor to the front door.
She was worried he would wake the whole building and not just her.
Opening the door, she saw a pained expression on his face.
His forearms were leaning high on the door frame which made his head hang slightly.
When he caught sight of her, he stood up straight, pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She didn’t respond and pushed him away.
“What are you doing here so late?” She asked him.
“I’m so sorry I’m late, I wanted to call you but I don’t know your phone number, I called your offices but they wouldn’t give it out. I want to explain why I am so late, it was Blue’s, three of the staff failed to turn up tonight and I had to cover their shifts. Will you forgive me?” Elijah asked.
She looked at him with her arms folded over her chest. His story sounded believable, and he did put his job first. She couldn’t blame him as it was something she had done time and time again with her old job.
She had cancelled more dates than she could remember so it would be hypocritical if she were to get mad at him now.
They had only ever met face to face, and it hadn’t occurred to her he didn’t have her number.
She regretted not calling Blue’s to see where he was.
“Are you hungry?” Lilly asked him.
He smiled at her and lifted her into a hug. She saw the relief slide off his face and his smile beam across his lips. He knew he was forgiven.
“Starving and I could eat,” He said and winked at her.
“Elijah, I haven’t forgiven you that much. How did you get into the building?” She asked.
“They wedged your main door open, you should be more careful, anyone could get in,” Elijah said.
“Strange, I had someone buzz on my door earlier and thought it was you but no one came in, it must have been them. I’ll just go down and close it,” Lilly said and started to move past Elijah.
“No need babe, I’ve done it. Let me in and feed me sweetheart,” he said.
He stepped closer, leaned in and kissed her again.
This time his soft warm lips pressed against hers gently, his tongue sweeping across her closed lips.
She moaned quietly and opened her mouth, she wanted to taste him and enjoy one of Elijah’s kisses.
They were addictive, and she needed her fix.
It felt slutty that she only let him in to kiss him but she was only human and he kissed like a champion.
Relishing his open mouth kisses, that were soft but demanding she clung on to the bottom of his t-shirt with her fists.
His jaw relaxed, and he used his tongue more than his lips to kiss her, licking in and out of her mouth, playing chase with her tongue.
The heat pouring out of her was phenomenal, and she was caught up in his kiss that she hadn’t realised that he’d walked her to the kitchen.
Lifting her up onto the counter he continued to kiss her but this time firmly and with more urgency.
He stepped between her parted legs and pulled off her t-shirt.
She was naked beneath and her breasts pressed again the leather of his jacket.
It was cold and her nipples peaked instantly.
He still wouldn’t release her from his kiss.
Shrugging off his jacket, he let it drop to the floor.
Pulling away from her, he pulled off his t-shirt and now she was skin to skin with Elijah.
She hadn’t opened her eyes in all this time and absorbed the warmth and soft skin of his chest against hers.
His kiss was intoxicating, and he was relentless, it gave her high hopes of what he would be like in bed, or his head between her thighs.
He reached behind her, picked up a jar of honey and unscrewed the top and dipped his finger into it. Lifting it out, he held it high over her chest and watched as the liquid drizzled down her skin.
“I love honey. I wonder what it will taste like, licked off your skin,” Elijah asked.
“You must find out, I insist,” she said breathing heavily, her nipples standing to attention ready to be sucked and licked.
“Stand up,” he commanded.
She felt a shiver of delight race through her, they’d gotten further than the last time they were interrupted and she wanted to feel his mouth on her and all over her.
Elijah held his hand out to help her stand.
Gazing at her breasts as they settled he wanted to devour her.
Simply watching her breathing heavily, made him hard.
The confirmation that she was excited by him was thrilling.
“Take off your jogging pants. I want to see you naked.”
Lilly complied and took her yoga pants and knickers off at the same time. She removed her fluffy socks too, so that she stood there without any clothing.
“You are so beautiful,” Elijah said.
Tracing the index finger of his right hand he smeared the honey over her nipple, back and forth until she hardened by his touch.
His senses were in overdrive, especially taste.
He let a few drops of the honey drip onto her lips, small droplets.
The tip of her tongue had swept out to wipe off the nectar.
He tutted and let a few more drops fall onto her lips and gave a warning glare not to wipe it off this time.
She stayed perfectly still with her mouth open.
The drop of honey slid down her lip and onto her chin. Still she didn’t move.
His tongue rescued the drop sweeping upwards to her lips and then across, licking away the sticky sweetness.
More honey dropped onto her breasts to join the sweet liquid that he smeared there.
The drops were caught, captured by her heaving breasts.
There was anticipation in her eyes of what would follow.
Deep breaths making her breasts sway slightly, nipples puckering.
She pleaded with him silently with her eyes for her breasts to be wiped clean.
Elijah captured one breast nipple in his mouth and the other nipple tweaked with his fingers. The moans that Lilly let out encouraged him further. He drew in their hardness in his mouth and sucked hard.
A gasp and a groan could be heard, it wasn’t clear which mouths the sounds came from. It didn’t matter, they were both happy in their individual bliss of a warm, wet tongue touching a soft breast, smooth skin in contrast to a hard nipple.
The honey continued to drip onto the flat of her stomach, her rose-tinted white skin in contrast to the rich golden nectar.
She looked exquisite to him in the semi-darkness.
The dinner candle still burned and flickered on the kitchen table.
His tongue lapped up her skin capturing each rivulet of honey, as each sweep touched her skin.
Lilly shivered involuntarily. Loving the sensation, she threaded her fingers through his hair encouraging him to get every last drop.
The evening had turned into a heady intoxicating adventure.
His strong hands, held her soft silken hips firmly, he was enjoying the taste, he had no intention of stopping and she didn’t want him to.
The rough surface of his tongue moved to her hip bone, and he found a dry spot.
This was the spot he had been looking forward to touching, such a smooth part of the body and hers didn’t disappoint.
The sensation of an untouched spot sent a shudder through her.
His shoulders grazed her thighs as he moved his body lower.
He knelt before her, his fingers traced from her ankle to the top of her firm pert arse, he took a firm hold and forced her closer.
She felt his warm breath on her stomach before she felt his kiss.
She knew where he was going next and dropped the jar of honey onto the kitchen table top.
Dipping her finger into the open pot, she smeared a finger full of honey along her pussy hairline.
His strong arms hoisted her with effortless ease onto the table, she moaned as her arse kissed the cold table top again.
He now stood before her, his hands on her knees spreading her thighs apart, he moved between them, she could feel his hardness on her thigh.
She hadn’t acknowledged that he had removed his jeans until now.
He pushed her back onto the table, he was hungry for more sweetness.
She wanted to kiss him, she was desperate for it. She wrapped her thighs around his hips and pulled him closer. Her fingers tip-toed their way up his smooth chest and walked themselves around the back of his neck pulling him in for a kiss.
“You like your kisses don’t you?” Elijah asked.
“I love them, Elijah, especially yours, now take my breath away.”
Hungrily he devoured her sticky mouth, she bit his lip slightly too hard, but he didn’t care.
Their tongues met and fought with each other, the battle of supremacy went on for minutes but could have been hours.
She took her time enjoying the sensation of being lost in his kiss while fully aware of his hardness nudging at her.
Begging for permission, she was going to make him wait.