Free Clifford Arbor: Savouring Emily by Sam Crescent

fluid shocking and exciting her as it washed the back of her throat. Lawrence tasted salty. She swallowed him down and relished every last drop of him.
    Chase grunted and his seed spurted inside her body. Emily didn’t let go and she followed both of her men into a climax.
    They collapsed on the bed spent and shaking.
    Emily snuggled down between her men and pressed play on the film. Life at the moment was looking pretty good.
     

Chapter Ten
     
    For the next few weeks life went by for Chase, Lawrence and Emily. They all went to work in the morning. Lawrence and Chase went to the building site or the garage depending on the job at hand while Emily continued to work at the diner and play matchmaker.
    Emily found herself growing frustrated. Every day without fail, Carl and Edward walked into the diner and sat in the same seat for Molly to take their order. Carl practically ignored the woman while Edward drooled.
    No matter how many times she tried to get Molly to talk to the guys, she came away with their dinner order and a blush.
    “I’m not like you. I can’t just go and talk to a guy,” she complained after another failed attempt. That day Molly would be leaving early for a doctor’s appointment and she intended to get to the bottom of it.
    Chase and Lawrence came through the doors twenty minutes later. Each man greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and a cuddle before sitting a few seats away from the Jeffrey brothers.
    Emily brought them their coffee. Lawrence sneaked a hand up her thigh and she checked to make sure no one was watching. She didn’t want to get fired for having some hanky panky on the job
    “Will you boys do me a favour and make sure, Carl and Edward don’t leave?” she asked as she wrote down there order.
    “Sure. But can I ask what it’s about?” Chase questioned.
    “If we have to be responsible for keeping an eye on those fuckers we want a good explanation,” Lawrence agreed.
    It seemed while she’d been away, Carl and Edward remained as irritating as usual.
    “Just do it because you love me and don’t ask questions.”
    Chase grabbed her round the waist. “That is emotional blackmail,” he complained.
    “Is it working?”
    “You bet.” He pressed a kiss to her neck and inhaled her scent. Chase always sniffed her. Instead of finding it freaky she thought it was quite sweet. “I want to take you home and love every last inch of you.”
    Her heart beat accelerated and her cream leaked into her panties. Emily wanted to go home with them.
    “I want that too,” she replied. “And if you do this tiny thing for me I’ll make it worth your while tonight.”
    She tempted him. Lawrence chuckled and sipped at his coffee.
    “Consider them stopped,” Chase said and let her go.
    Emily served a few more people and kept an eye on Molly. A little after twelve thirty and she exited the diner.
    A few more customers to serve and then she charged over to where Chase and Lawrence were keeping the other two men busy.
    “We’ve got work to get back too,” Carl snapped upon her approach. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t little Miss white transparent negligee.”
    Emily blushed but put a smile on her face.
    “I take it news travels fast.”
    “Very fast. Especially about a gorgeous woman in a nightgown that leaves nothing to the imagination. I take it these two bodyguards are your doing?” Carl asked and pointed at her men.
    “They’re good dogs,” she teased. “Thanks.” Chase and Lawrence kissed her before going back to their seat.
    “I take it we can’t just walk out of here?” Carl demanded.
    Emily glanced over at Edward. He was staring out of the window where Molly was walking.
    “I’m here to talk about, Molly.”
    Edward turned and gave her his full attention.
    Carl snorted and gave her a nasty look. “Why do you need to talk about, Molly?”
    “Are you being purposefully nasty or is this just a reaction?” Emily growled.
    “What do you need to say about her?” Edward