Page 707 of Not Over You

She smiled up at me. “Sure.”

I pressed a quick kiss to her lips as she slid the cutting board over to me, then handed me a knife and some tomatoes. “Get to chopping.”

Shaking my head, I laughed. She was so cute when she was bossy.

Forty-five minutes later, Liv took the foil off the dish and topped off the bubbling lasagna with more cheese before pushing it back into the oven. Her eyes flashed to the clock as she turned her attention to the loaf of fresh French bread we’d picked up at the farmers’ market. She began slicing the thick, crusty bread, and when she was halfway through, she popped a piece in her mouth, then moaned in appreciation. “Mmm, this is going to be so delicious with that butter we churned yesterday.”

A smile slid over my lips as the memory flashed in my head. That was right before I took her against the wall of the barn.

I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. I loved doing homey shit with her because it made us being together seem more concrete.

Liv interrupted my thoughts as she pushed her ass back against me. I growled and nipped at her ear, making a soft gasp escape her pretty mouth.

I hiked up her dress as she weakly protested, “We can’t. They’ll be here soon.”

I got down on my knees and pulled her panties down. “Then we better make it quick.” I turned her around, licking my lips as I focused on her pussy. “I’ll take my dessert before dinner.”

I spread her folds and dragged my tongue along her clit. Teasing the sensitive bud, I flicked it with my tongue, then slid my fingers inside her soaked opening.

Liv’s hands went into my hair as I fucked her pussy with my tongue and fingers, savoring every ounce of her sweetness.

I glanced up her; she stared down at me through hooded eyes. “You better be a good girl and come for me.”

I switched places, my tongue entering her tight opening and my fingers teasing her clit. Liv’s grip in my hair tightened as she tipped her head back, her moans becoming louder and more desperate as I increased my pace. I could eat her pussy all day and never tire of it, but we were pressed for time.

After a few more seconds, Liv’s body trembled, her eyes fluttering back as her sweet honey coated my tongue.

I licked my lips and stood, smirking. “That’s my good girl.” I ran my knuckles down her cheek. “We better get ready.”

As soon as I said the words, the oven timer went off. Our eyes met, and we laughed, then got cleaned up and finished preparing dinner.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Liv set the bowl of salad on the table and glanced at me from across the room. “You get the door. I’ll finish bringing the food out.”

I grinned at her. “Yes, ma’am.”

I went to the door and opened it. Piper, Emily, and Tim greeted me with a smile. Emily held up a pie. “We brought dessert.”

“Thank you.” I took the pie from her and stepped back to let them inside. I yelled over my shoulder, “Liv, we got pie! Good thing you didn’t make one.”

I heard Liv’s footsteps as she approached us, greeting our guests. “Hey! Thank you so much for coming.”

I handed off the pie to her, and she took it into the kitchen. I led the Andrews into the dining room. “Have a seat. Make yourself at home.”

Liv walked in, smiling at me before taking her seat. Piper sat next to her, and Emily and Tim sat across the table from them. I sat at the head of the table between Liv and Tim. Smiling, I gestured to the food on the table. “Please, help yourself.”

After everyone was served, we chatted about work and Piper’s school that week.

“I got an A on that habitat project.”

“You did?” Liv exclaimed, pride beaming on her face. “That’s great, sweetie!”

I held up my hand to high-five Piper. “Awesome job!”

A huge grin lit up Piper’s face as she high-fived me. Cheeks flushing, she directed her attention back to her plate as Emily said, “Yes, thank you so much for helping her with it.”

Liv rubbed Piper’s back. “No problem. I’m glad to help anytime.”

After finishing a bite of lasagna, I asked, “What else is new?”

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