The Geary Series Boxed Set (31 page)

“Earth to Elijah, stop staring at her ass, we need to talk.” Mickey said, bringing Elijah out of his day dream.

“Fine, can we start work on finding out about William now?” Elijah asked.

“No problem, let’s go to my office, I can do a better search there.” Mickey said and downed the last of his Whisky.

Elijah talked with Pete briefly instructing him to take care of Lilly. To make sure he called a taxi for her at the end of the night to get her home safely. If there were any problems then Pete needed to call him straight away. He didn’t miss Pete rolling his eyes at his instructions and chuckled, Pete knew him well enough that he needed to say these things out loud even though Pete would already know to do this. It was part of the control that Elijah would always have in him. The military had trained him that way, never assume people know what you want, say it out loud to avoid any confusion.

It took a few minutes to exit the bar, Elijah talking to his regulars along the way, making vague plans to meet up for dinner and cards the following week.  Mickey’s office was a short walk away from Blue’s. When they reached the outside of the bar they could see it had been raining and the streets were soaking wet but the air was clear. Elijah and Mickey walked in silence until they arrived at his offices in a tower block. The security guard on duty knew Mickey well and buzzed them into the building. After briefly talking to Sid the night security guard, they travelled in the elevator to the fourteenth floor.

The corridor where Mickey had his offices were quiet at night, he shared the space with an advertising company which he leased. He spent very little time here as he preferred to be out and investigating rather than sitting behind a desk watching his stomach grow, through lack of exercise.

Mickey punched in the security code when they reached his office door and the metal box beeped indicating that he could unlock it. Mickey had a lot of security for his office.  His company specialised in high-level security, protection and investigation and couldn’t afford any break in attempts. Mickey left the Navy at the same time as Elijah, they both had a lump sum on leaving and Mickey decided to open a security firm and Elijah opened the bar. Elijah and Mickey had spent their whole ten years in the Navy together, they met on day one and were in the same Regiment ever since.  Once they left they still stayed near each other from that first day at boot camp.

“Let me fire up the laptop and see what we can find out about the Harrison family, there is bound to be some dirt we can conjure up on William.” Mickey said.  He had to fake tapping the keys and searching as he already had all the information Elijah wanted, but didn’t want to reveal he had already done this search.

Elijah looked around the large office, it could be mistaken for a financier’s office. Leather bound books lined the walls and the room was immaculate. Stark contrast to his own, he wondered at what point he became messy.

“What are all these books Mickey?” Elijah asked.

“They are my law books, why?” Mickey answered without looking up.

“You studied law?” Elijah squawked rather than asked.

“Try not to sound so surprised Elijah, I studied law before I went into the Navy. I didn’t want to be a lawyer after I passed the exams but have still kept up with what I need to. It helps in my line of work to know which side of the law I am dancing down. Now let’s see what we can dig up on William.” Mickey said, changing the subject.  Mickey had a lot more in common with Lilly than Elijah knew.

Mickey worked away at his keyboard while Elijah talked on the phone to his brother about the upcoming wedding. Jack was quizzing Elijah about his best man speech, and Elijah was doing his best to avoid the questions.

“Oh, fucking hell, uh, Elijah you may want to see this.” Mickey said quietly.

Elijah hung up the call from Jack and got up from his seat to look at Mickey’s screen.  Mickey had put a picture on the screen for Elijah to look at.  It was the best he could come up with to show him the link.

“Why am I looking at my father when he was young?” Elijah asked.

“Well I need to know, is that your mother?” Mickey asked.

Elijah peered closer at the screen and looked at the blonde beauty standing next to his father. It was a group of five people dressed in their best clothing. They all had their arms around each other and glasses in their hands. They looked like they were celebrating something and his father looked happy. He wondered who the woman was and what the other people were celebrating.

“No, that’s not my mother, but I have a feeling you already knew that, who is she Mickey?”

“The woman in the picture is Lilly’s mum, did you know your dad knows your beauty’s mother?” Mickey asked.

“Well, it certainly is a small world, what else do you know?” Elijah asked.

“I know quite a bit but first things first, just to check, you’re adopted, right?” Mickey asked.

“Yeah Mickey, I’m adopted, show me the rest.” Elijah said, warily, wondering where all of this was going.

Mickey took Elijah through some of the information he had on the Harrison family and Elijah needed to take a seat. It was a lot to take in, his mind went straight to Lilly. He needed to tell her he was adopted so she didn’t get the wrong end of the stick if she knew that their families were connected when they were all in school.

Lilly had survived her first shift behind the bar but knew it wasn’t the job for her.  She tried to reason that it was being so tired after her ordeal but knew that she didn’t have the stamina for a busy bar like Blue’s.  Elijah had phoned her first thing this morning to make sure she was ok and had got home safely and asked if she would go out on a date with him.

He wanted to talk to her about something in person rather than over the phone.  It made her nervous that he couldn’t say what he wanted but she relaxed a little when he wanted to talk to her over dinner.  If he wanted to break up with her he wouldn’t do it in a public place in a romantic setting.

She’d refused by saying that she didn’t want to go out in public with him so soon after working at the bar. Instead, she invited him to her place for dinner. They could relax and she didn’t have to worry about who would be coming into the restaurant. She didn’t mind the recognition, but she did value her privacy. Lilly didn’t want the city gossips wagging their tongues that she was out on a date. It rarely happened so was a talking point when she was spotted. She liked Elijah, probably a little too much too soon. He had a natural manner and she wanted to be in his company. She also needed to tell him that she couldn’t take his offer of a job at Blue’s.  Doing this privately would be much easier.

If they were seen out in public this soon then word would get to her mother. Then on top of quitting her job, being in the hospital for drug taking and now dating a bar owner, it would give her untold grief. It wouldn’t be fair on Elijah if there was a chance at a future with him. She needed to do it her way.

Lilly had spent longer than necessary choosing which outfit to wear. Depending on how the night played out would dictate what she wore. She wanted him in her bed, there was no denying that, but she didn’t want to come across as easily seduced. She felt foolish when she wanted to call him to see what he was wearing. It was dinner at her home so she assumed casual but what if he arrived in a suit? She couldn’t remember a time when she had been this indecisive, it didn’t matter what she wore on other dates because she was rarely interested in the man across the table from her. Her dates had always been set up by her parents. The men she had slept with she had never publicly dated, just casual acquaintances that she met up with occasionally.  Her parents didn’t know about these types of dates, they wouldn’t have approved.  She can still hear the mantra her mother used to tell her about children being conceived out of wedlock.  It was as if her mother had never heard of contraception.

After giving herself a telling off, she chose a floaty pale blue dress, matching kitten heels, underneath she wore nude hold ups and a fitted blue lace teddy. If he did strip her then he would be pleased with what he saw and if he didn’t she would still feel sexy in what she wore.

Finishing off her makeup with a sweep of mascara she gazed at her reflection, gone was the primness of her corporate suits and now loose fitting dresses had taken their place. She felt happy and relaxed, something she hadn’t felt in a while. Another feeling she hadn’t felt in a while was nerves. Elijah would be here soon and she needed to finish off making the starter course.

Wandering through her home she straightened the cushions of the sofa, she had bought some films for them to watch later on after they had eaten dinner. She wanted to have an easy, relaxing evening and get to know him a little better. Dinner and a movie seemed the perfect choice, she was happy he agreed to come.

Entering the kitchen, she looked at the kitchen table and wished she had a better one. It was rare for her to invite anyone into her home and when she did she spent too much time criticizing her choice of furniture. 

Lilly had been browsing through the small narrow streets in Brighton a few years back and had spotted the table and fell in love with it. It was huge and battered. It had seemed like several families had sat around the pale wood table. It was covered in scratches and dents, if only the table could tell its stories. She often wondered if anyone had been bent over it and had experienced an orgasm. Now it just seemed old fashioned and felt embarrassed that she had a tattered table. Elijah had never given any clue to a snobby side and so being worried about that now seemed ridiculous.

Harry’s sister Elizabeth, had been in Brighton on a big case and Lilly had been invited to tag along to help with the details. Once it was over, Elizabeth flew back to Edinburgh and Lilly had stayed on as she had fallen in love with the seaside town. The chairs around the table didn’t match the table or each other and that is what she loved about it. Something disorganised in her overly organised life. Her mother, of course, hated it and refused to eat at it. It was no loss as far as Lilly was concerned, she hated when she came over at the best of times, scrutinising the place she lived in.

Grabbing her oven gloves and lifting the cheese bread out of the oven, she sliced up the baguette and placed the chunks into a basket. Dinner was ready, she just needed to make the spaghetti once they were ready for the main course. She had chosen a simple Italian menu, Italian meats, cheese bread and olives to start and then Spaghetti Bolognese to follow. If they made it as far as dessert then they could have the ice-cream.

She heard the buzzer on the intercom and hurried over to answer it. She was nervous that he was here but excited to see him all the same. Pressing the release button she let him into the building. Straightening her dress she walked over to the door and opened it waiting for him to arrive. She hoped she wasn’t overdressed.

She looked down the corridor and couldn’t see him, standing entirely still she strained to hear his footsteps, but she couldn’t. She should have asked who wanted to get into the building and not just assumed it was him. There was no one coming and the feeling was acute in her heart. She had a horrible feeling that he wasn’t coming tonight and all this preparation would be a waste. It was out of character for her not to check who had come in, but she was so excited to see Elijah. She regretted not checking, especially after the other night. She had been called by the police officers to give a statement, but she hadn’t gone down to the station yet. She was putting it off because she didn’t remember much and blamed herself for being in the alley.

She closed her front door, locking it and walked back down the hallway to the kitchen island and poured a half glass of wine, she took a sip and glanced up at the clock. He was due half an hour ago and he hadn’t sent a message or called to say he was going to be late. His bad manners irritated her, but she knew he had a stressful job that wasn’t a normal nine to five routine.

After an hour had gone by she put the starter plates in the fridge and went to change into yoga pants an oversized jumper. Digging through her bottom drawer, she looked for her fluffy socks. Her feet were cold, as was her heart, she felt a fool for asking him out and then getting stood up. She wasn’t going to call him, if he was busy he didn’t need her hassling him and if he had forgotten she didn’t want to know.

Taking the tub of ice-cream out of the freezer and skipping a bowl she grabbed a spoon and made her way to the sofa. She was going to watch one of the black and white movies she had bought for tonight. She may as well get some enjoyment out of the evening.

A loud noise woke Lilly from her sleep, she felt disorientated and it took a few minutes to work out what was happening. The TV was playing 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 floor of the living room 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 up on the door frame which made his head hang slightly. When he caught sight of her, he stood up straight and 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 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 that 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.

“Yeah, your main door was wedged 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 to her and 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 soft 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 had 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 and shrugged off his jacket and 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 and 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.

“Oh, I intend to, I am going to lick every bit off you, stand up.” He commanded.

She felt a shiver of delight race through her, they had got 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.” Elijah said.

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 into her chin, still she didn’t move.

His tongue rescued the drop sweeping upwards to her lips and then sweeping 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 heavy 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 was being 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, she 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 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.” She answered. 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.

The honey on her stomach seemed to glue them together forcing the embrace, the desperate kiss to continue but he could stand no more, there were other lips he needed to kiss. She felt him pull away from her mouth and she knew what was next or rather hoped. In anticipation and as an invitation she leaned back on her elbows staring straight into his eyes. Her lustful look goaded him into his next move. As a final dare, she widened her thighs further to see what his next move would be. A playful smile lit up her face.

Not for a moment did he resist the invitation, her honey covered body glowed in the candlelight, she looked like heaven on earth and he wanted to taste heaven. His arms traced her sides to her hips, his eye and, more importantly his mouth followed. He placed gentle kisses on each thigh and drank in the thick aroma of her. Her pussy lips stood proud, they glistened in the light with the wetness of her excitement. The tip of his tongue, eager to taste her, glided from top to the bottom of her lips. He heard her moan in pleasure, he could feel her excitement quiver through her thighs.

The first sweep of his tongue made her walls throb and ache to be filled, but she wanted to savour this feeling first before the next step. She felt his tongue with each sweep probe further inside her lips. She desperately wanted to watch but instead dropped her head back and closed her eyes absorbing her climbing excitement. The tip of his tongue was finally circling her swollen nub but not touching, this sent her crazy with want and need.

Her body quivered with lustful desire, she needed the release of his touch, and she firmly grabbed his hair and forced his head into her. His tongue uncontrollable, plunged deep inside her, she felt the warmth of his tongue move inside her. She would not release him from his work and she pushed his head again into her. When she relaxed her hands he released his tongue found her blood filled nub and he circled it firmly, she pushed again and he took it into his mouth sucking gently as he had previously done to her nipples.

She called out softly as she tripped over the edge of ecstasy. Heat spread over her body in seconds like a flash wave of fire. A light shimmer of perspiration broke out over her skin. She heaved air into her lungs as she felt herself being filled.

His tongue had filled her but now she needed more and she could tell from his excited moaning and the way his fingers gripped her hips that he also wanted further satisfaction. Her thighs released him from her grip and she used her now freed legs to move him slightly away from the table. She effortlessly slide herself off the table and onto her knees in front of him, her eyes feasted on the sight of his cock glistening with pre-cum, her tongue could not resist flicking his tip and making him yelp. His cock quivered again, but she placed a firm hand around the shaft and drew him to her lips.

As Elijah looked down, he saw her beautiful eyes smiling up and him and her mouth open. She cheekily winked at him, she couldn’t wait to taste him, and took his hard cock deep into her mouth. It was his turn to call out in ecstasy, she heard him groan, and she loved that she could give him so much pleasure with the swirl of her tongue. She pulled her mouth back slowly, using her lips to firmly grab his hardness.

It took every ounce of strength for Elijah to utter the next words.

“Lilly sweetheart, you’re going to have to stop.” Elijah said, painfully.

“Why? Don’t you like it Elijah, am I doing it wrong?” she said, the disappointment in her voice clear and the hurt look on her face made Elijah melt.

“You have no idea how much I am enjoying those plump lips around my cock as you take me into your mouth. Pete has been calling my phone repeatedly for the last ten minutes and I think it might be urgent.” Elijah said.

“Oh.” Lilly said, she stood and grabbed a towel from the side and wetted it under the tap.  Using the dampened cloth she wiped down her skin to remove the sticky residue left from the honey while Elijah rummaged through the pocket of his jeans for his phone.

“What,” Elijah barked down the phone “something better be on fucking fire Pete.”

The sound of Elijah’s annoyance made Lilly feel a little better about him taking a work call in the middle of their intimate act but not much. The frown etched on his forehead marred his beautiful face, his annoyance turning to fury as he listened to Pete on the end of the phone.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Are the fire brigade there?” he asked, running his hand through his hair and turning on the spot. Lilly’s attention was solely focused on trying to hear the other side of the conversation which was impossible, but she tried. Elijah was not uttering anything further just listening.