“Fucccckk,” she sighs out, her head falling to the side, giving me more access.
The doorbell rings. And then rings again. And again.
Three times back-to-back.
Lizzy.
“Sounds like Lizzy is here,” she mumbles, but makes no show of moving.
“Saved by the bell,” I sigh and pull away.
As she’s walking towards the front door, she calls over her shoulder, “I rolled your meat in my hands earlier, then took it upstairs. Callum and Jax have it in the kitchen up there and are waiting on your go-ahead to grill.”
“Next time you pat my meat, make sure I’m there!” I shout after her, a stupid smile spread across my face.
I listen for the front door and hear Lizzy shout something and, in typical Lizzy fashion, calls out the fact Ev looks like she’s just been fucked. Only she’s wrong, because she’s five minutes early. Which I doubt would have been long enough. I enjoy taking my time with her and making her moan and come all over my face and my cock. The way her voice squeaks ever so slightly at the start of her orgasm or the way her hands grab her breasts when she comes, drives me wild.
Stop Emmett. Stop thinking about her delicious pussy and start thinking about this food. I pat my crotch, trying to tap down my growing erection.
They walk into the room and Lizzy is flipping Everlee’s hair and looks at me. “Oh. Sorry I cock blocked you.”
“All good,” I chuckle.
“I brought this delicious display of fruit, cut and melon-balled it myself, then arranged it in this beautiful design.” She holds it up and some of the fruit shifts. “Son of a bitch!”
Tony takes the dish from her and walks it over to the counter, while Lizzy runs around to the sink and washes her hands to fix the pieces of fruit. It was a flag with blueberries in the upper left corner, and red and white stripes of apple slices, honeydew, strawberries, raspberries, bananas, and watermelon.
“I told her it was too much fruit, but she insisted it was needed when going up against you.”
“Going up against?” I laugh.
“Well, not competing, obvi! But I can’t bring some janky ass dish over here with basic cut pieces. You’re a fantastic chef and soon to be Michelin star. No. It needed to look balla… melon balla that is.”
“You’re an idiot,” Everlee chimes in, plucking a piece of fruit.
Lizzy tries to quickly take it back, but Everlee plops it in her mouth.
Lizzy warns, “You better be lucky there are other people around or else I’d go in there after it.”
Everlee pumps her eyebrows playfully.
“I mean, I don’t mind. Just sayin’,” I mumble, also taking a bite of fruit, and Tony shrugs and smiles.
“You heathens! The whole lot of you!” Lizzy fixes the fruit and grabs the dish. “I’m taking this upstairs, so excuse me,” she huffs playfully. When she gets to the first platform on the stairs, she turns back. “Emmett, I hope you have some samples for me to try for Rainbows and Unicorns night. And I hope one involves cotton candy.”
“Yes, darling. I will have some samples for you.”
“Excellent, good sir.”
“I’m going to go supervise and make sure she stays out of trouble,” Tony smiles. “Do I need to take anything up?”
“Yea. If you don’t mind.” I hand him a carrier full of condiments and a tray of toppings for the burgers.
Tony nods and heads up the stairs.
“Your friend,” I simply state.
“She grows on you.”
