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55.1-Home
Demona MaxwellI know everyone thought they were already living together, but now it's official. Lola is home. This has been a long time coming, and here's a little snip for the next episode. --Please remember to drop those Gems.
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Anything For Lola 55.2-Home
Now that my dress is in a crumpled heap at my feet, Justine’s hands graze every inch of my exposed flesh taking off my bra and underwear. She electrifies her touch with light scratches and nibbles. The sensation makes me purr wildly. “It’s my turn to get you naked,” I grin and attack her with my hands and mouth. I unzip Justine’s dress working it off her shoulders. When I kiss her skin, it ripples with bumps, and the garment falls to the floor. She’s wearing matching black lace lingerie, but I can’t be bothered to appreciate it. On a mission, I reach between Justine’s supple mounds, undoing the single clasp and freeing her perfect breast. She discards the lace as I drive my mouth to her pink nipple. I flick it with my tongue, making her moan. I bite my way across Justine’s chest while working my hands into her waistband, slowly inching her underwear off. She grunts my name when they hit the floor. I step back to admire Justine’s beauty, and we stare at each other’s nakedness. Soon
Anything For Lola To my Fans
I thank you all for your time and love of my work. You have no idea what it means to me. All I have ever wanted to do is write and get my novels out there; with determination, I have done that. It's been a long road to publishing, and some places work better than others. Unfortunately, I'm leaving GoodNovel to continue my stories elsewhere. Hopefully, they will go to print in 2024. I'm unsure when my account will be removed here, but I am still available on Re.am Sto.ries and Dre.ame under Demona Maxwell. You can also follow me on Fa.ce.Book for more information. Thank you again, and much love, Demona Maxwell.
Anything For Lola 1-Routine
Lola-On the Evening of Wednesday, the 21st My solo dinner of Chicken Parmesan is to die for tonight. With my homemade marinara sauce, the tangy spices perfectly combined with the crispy breading and tasted mouthwatering. If I had a Cabernet Blanc, the meal would have been perfect, licking my lips and wiping away the sauce. While packing the leftovers, I munch on my last piece of savory garlic bread. I love creating delicious meals but prefer avoiding mess. Plus, if I leave it dirty, I get criticized for not cleaning it. That’s the last thing I need, and get started. The kitchen is my favorite room. I’m not bothered by my mismatched table and chairs clashing with the pale-yellow walls. It makes this room cheerier than the off-white of the rest of the apartment. With a full belly and a skip in my step, I play my favorite dance music and start cleaning. I twirl around my tiny kitchen and vigorously scrub the stove to my favorite song; You’ll never find a love like mine by Stela Cole.
Anything For Lola 2-Careful
Lola-On the evening of Thursday, the 22nd The 1950s theme restaurant I work for, Toby’s Family Diner, is the best downtown. Its fun retro look of the black and white checkered floor and red accents make it a crisp and clean environment to work in. The owner, Tobias, has plans to expand, and I can’t wait to see our new malt shop. It won’t be open as late as the diner, but who enjoys the late shift? Getting out after midnight always sucks. Regardless, I never have enough time before or after work to do anything fun. Not that my life is exciting these days. Tonight’s shift went by quickly, at least. Not great with tips, but I have good company alongside Mia, the assistant manager and hostess. She’s the main reason I have this job, and I love her for it. I met Mia two years ago in our college lit class, and we became fast friends. Sisters from other misters, she calls us. It’s sad. Next to my journal, Mia knows me the best. Being my only friend, she’s also my ride-or-die contact in eme
Anything For Lola 3-Usuals
Lola-On the morning of Friday, the 23rd I wake to the most sensual kisses on my body and feel loved. A smile spreads across my face as Nathan trails his mouth down my chest licking my nipples. He gently works my shorts off and nuzzles my core with his nose, making me squirm from the soft contact. I feel his breath on my skin and gasp as the temptation drives me wild. “Well, good morning,” I whimper to his actions. “It’s about to be,” he growls into my thigh. My wish from last night is coming true, making my heart flutter. Nathan moves my underwear to the side and kisses my lower lips passionately, driving me wild. The electric buzz has me moaning in pleasure and begging for more. The warm feeling of his mouth lapping up my juices and worshiping me is divine. I curl my fingers into Nathan’s silky hair keeping him in place and riding the wave of euphoria. If he keeps going like this, I will explode. I shiver, feeling it on the horizon. But it’s crushed when a loud ringing ruins our
Anything For Lola 4.1-Meetings
Justine - On the afternoon of Friday, the 23rdThe view from my office is stunning, overlooking the steel of downtown. I’m in my favorite glass castle, Orion Industries, towering over the busy city below. The afternoon traffic makes me wish I was on my way to lunch. I’m starving, tapping my nails on the desk, preparing for the next stressful meeting.My computer buzzing with an alert only adds to my aggravation. I roll my eyes and open the email notification. It’s a quarterly statement of my international investments and profits. The firm is up another seven hundred and fifty million, increasing my net worth into the billions.I reinvented myself a few years ago and started taking chances on investments and having them pay off. Now my portfolio and firm are in high demand. The only thing missing is someone special to share it with, but a knock on the door soon breaks my wandering thoughts.“Miss Orion. Your one o’clock meeting is here,” says my office assistant, entering with a file a
Anything For Lola 4.2-Meetings
Justine The restaurant is busy as usual, I love eating here daily, but most often, it’s via to-go order. I make it a point to support my investments by popping in occasionally. Tobias is a great friend and has the best homestyle specials downtown. Sitting at a new table, I’m distracted and paying no attention to the staff. Until a lovely waitress stands over me, I can’t form words. Her piercing green eyes draw me in, and I’m captivated by her natural beauty. She has flawless ivory skin, and a gorgeous frame, making her uniform extra appealing. Her sweet smile makes her face glow, my gaze landing on those plump lips, igniting a powerful need to kiss and bite them. Getting lost in her voice, I remind myself to stop staring and make myself busy typing away on my phone to no one. Ordering a coffee, I absentmindedly mentioned I was waiting for a date. But she doesn’t care who I’m waiting for. I internally scold myself. “No problem, I’m Lola. Just ask for me,” she says, with a smile th
Anything For Lola 5.1-Tips
Lola-On the evening of Friday, the 23rd I leave the pick-up window feeling slightly uneasy after my conversation with Mr. Mason. The feeling morphs into a simmering rage as I approach Nathan’s table. Nathan and Daniel have their plates of food and a total view of the new girl’s bust. My eyes bulge, taking in Brandy’s disgusting behavior as Brandy stands purposefully, showing her cleavage to the table. They exchange banter as she fidgets with her hair, twirling around a finger. Daniel slips a straw wrapper between her mounds, and Nathan laughs as she flicks it at him. I scoff in disgust. First, Brandy steals my tips, and now she has the nerve to flirt with my boyfriend. She’s so fake with those pouty lips and platinum hair. It shouldn’t be a turn-on, yet Nathan is smiling at her, annoying me. It’s perfectly acceptable for him to flirt, but I got abused over a simple hug. “Brandy, you can head back to your section now,” I snap on my approach, “I got this!” I would much prefer to sma
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