Eat Me Out Novels & Stories

Each destination carried a meaning, a promise, an experience waiting to unfold. “Let’s go to the Eating Point first,” I decided, my voice firmer than I felt. I needed a moment—something normal, something that feels not rushed. Damien chuckled, his grip tightening ever so slightly around my fingers. “Alright, love. Dinner first.” The Eating Point was unlike anything I had imagined. A grand, candlelit banquet stretched before us, with dishes from every corner of the world. It was as if the park itself had plucked desires from our minds and served them on silver platters.

When she saw the porridge, omelet, and stir-fried broccoli, she looked at Carol and asked, “Did you go out to grab groceries?” “Yup.” Carol put some broccoli into her plate. “It’s not good for your health to eat out all the time. It’s better to cook for yourself.” Myka did not know what to say. In the past, she would talk to Carol to cheer her up, but she did not dare to at present. While they were having breakfast, the usually talkative Myka said nothing. After they finished, she saw Carol changing into a professional suit. “Carol, what are you doing?”

He is just letting me pull him. "No, I'm not I'm full of energy! Let's eat!" "You're getting too excited, again." "I wanted to eat beef steak, I'm craving for it. Let's go!" I pulled him towards a fast food inside this huge mall. We entered, the fast food was full of customers. The food here must be the best. "The food here must be the best," Raven said whil roaming his eyes around. I looked at him. "Hey, we are thinking the same!"

Stefan turned to me and asked "What would you like to eat? I looked at him, uncertainty in my eyes "You can tell me here." he said to me in mindlink. "Can everyone just eat and not mind me?" I asked. "No, no one can eat until I give the order and I can't give the order until you have taken a bite of your food." He explained. I looked over the table chose steak, rice and chicken sauce, then some pasta on the side. They were the dishes closest to me. Then I took a forkful of my pasta. "I have taken a bite, please tell them to eat now." I said.

I did have something that I wanted to ask him so… “Ok, but is it fine for you to eat out?” I asked. “I thought that you could cook something,” EROS replied casually. “Stop pushing your luck. I can order in some food. Any special requests?” I offered the best that I could do. “I can eat anything…” he replied immediately. “Ok…” I responded. …

 I am eating instant noodles for breakfast lunch and dinner to save money because during buying the company I might need more, and my dream of being with my family can't get postponed anymore. "No.... you are not... you are eating a proper meal... I am ordering your favorite Lobster meat... I remember you used to love it with chardonnay" he said and my eyes widened... "No... I can't afford that... Please just order what I said..." I said and he looked at me like I have gone crazy... "I have invited you here Electra... I am paying... please just eat, you have lost so much weight..." he said defeated and I glared at him...

“Thomas, is this really okay? It’s just the two of us here, so we can’t finish all of this. It’d be a waste, right?” “It’s okay. If we can’t finish it, the restaurant has a way of handling it. The food won’t go to waste. You can just enjoy yourself here. You don’t need to think about other things.” Nell could not be bothered any longer, and he started eating. In order to “maximize his enjoyment,” he did not eat any vegetables and bread. He just focused on eating the meat. He did not even eat chicken and duck. He just focused on eating expensive meats like crab, foie gras, beefsteak, and lobster.

"Yay! Daddy's taking us home!" *** Chuck didn't come back till almost midnight. I dumped the dinner and cake I'd made straight into the trash. When he walked in and saw the empty table, his voice was sharp. "Diana, where's the food?" I didn't even blink. "You didn't eat? I tossed it." Back then, I'd wait up and reheat dinner no matter how late. Not anymore.

I feel as if I've not eaten for a week and by the way my guys are eating I'd say they feel the same. “I’d kill for a full English right now,” I groan at the thought. “What's that?” Theo asks. “It's the breakfast of champions. Bacon, eggs, sausages, mushrooms, baked beans and toast is my standard,” “Meat for breakfast?” Dot wrinkles her nose. “Don’t knock it until you've tried it,” I laugh. “I’m in,” Luke says excitedly. “Looks like we need to go on a shopping trip soon then so I can cook us a human delicacy,” I grin at him and he nods.

Ezra sat across from me, sleeves rolled up, helping himself to the takeout he’d brought for us. “Sir, you really should eat something,” he pressed, pointing a fork at me. “You look like you’ve been living off caffeine the past while and that couldn’t possibly be healthy.” “I’m fine,” I sighed, setting the reports I’d been reviewing aside. “And you know as well as I do, that I don’t eat takeout.” He snorted. “You did last week.” “That was different.” Ezra leaned back in his chair, smirking. “Let me guess. Because Miss Lemaire insisted you try it?”