Emmett distracted me long enough for Jax to get to the point where his body has taken over. He’s like a runaway freight train, no stopping him now. “Ev. Can I?” His words are short and nearly pleading.
“Yes.” Claim me. I will deal with a sloshy vagina for you.
He punches inside of me one last time before he comes to a stop, his cock pulsing. He kisses down my leg before he lets it fall.
I wanted to shout next, but that seemed wrong.
Twenty minutes later, I’m walking back out to the floor with Emmett and Knox behind me, well fucked and sore. Yes. Lizzy found Knox too, who bounced into the room looking jollier than a Christmas elf on Christmas Eve.
Lizzy and Tony were on the main floor dancing, and Beckett and Will were just coming back upstairs to take a break, which was fortunate. They didn’t need to know I spent the last forty minutes getting my brains fucked out.
“You been dancin’ sis? You look tired.”
“How is it down there?”
Callum places a drink on the table and I nod a thank you. I pick the small piece of cotton candy off the top and then tilt back the drink. Fucking delicious. Every time. Emmett is a master behind the bar, kitchen, and me. We didn’t have sex, but he spent his time making sure I had another orgasm, eating me out and licking me like a fucking lollipop. My skin flushes, thinking about it again. That man is a master with his mouth.
“Drink good?” Beckett asks.
“So damn good.”
“Oooh, it’s my drink. I’ll be back!” Lizzy shouts, running over to the bar.
Tony slides into the booth opposite of me and gives a slight nod.
So fucking embarrassing, although I guess no less embarrassing than seeing him and Lizzy at Allure. Apparently, he has a kink for costume play as well. I try not to look for them when I’m there because I want to give them their privacy, but he doesn’t seem to care.
“Scoot over!” A hand is pushing on my shoulder.
“Fine.” She looks at the seat first, then sits down, then looks at me. “What?” I had to make sure it was clean.
“Lizzy.” I smack her arm.
“I see we’re doing this again.” She holds up her hand to get the table’s attention. “Tonight, call me Seraphina.”
“Why?
“Because it has a lot of syllables and isn’t so easy to say. You’ll get tired of saying it repeatedly.”
I shake my head in disbelief. “If you wouldn’t say certain things…”
“You act shocked every time I say something. Like Ev, you should… know me by now,” she sings the latter words, then continues changing the song to a more modern pop song. “This is me! Look out ‘cause here I come.” She leans over and whisper sings in my ear, not quietly enough. “But not as much a Everlee.”
“How much has she had to drink?” I ask Tony. “We don’t usually get karaoke Lizzy until three or four drinks in.”
“I’m not drunk. Just happy. Overjoyed. Ecstatic. I have all of my favorite people here with me tonight.”
“How many drinks until overly sentimental Lizzy?” Beckett asks. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen that.”
“Shut up, asshole!” Lizzy lashes out.
“Whew. Our girl’s back! Thought we lost you there for a minute,” Beckett teases.
“Did Ev tell you I helped come up with the drink tonight?” Lizzy shakes her shoulders.
“No, but you have, like thirty times,” Beckett says, before quickly sliding out of the way of Lizzy’s smack.
A moment later, Emmett is over with a tray of his cotton candy delight. “Is everyone behaving over here?” He looks between Lizzy and me, pointedly.
