Charlie Lemonade Mouth Novels & Stories

Acid, milky liquid burned my throat as it expelled from my mouth into the gutter out the front of Shenanigans. I was aware that Charlie was holding my hair and rubbing his hand over my back. I wanted to scream at him to get the fuck away from me, but every time I tried, my words came out as vomit. “Let it out baby, let it all out,” he consoles me, his voice smooth and comforting but it feels like a razor-sharp knife, slashing at my heart.

He paused, clearing his throat as if it would ease the sting. “What in holy hell was that?” he rasped. Charlie bit her lip, leaning in. “A little bit of whiskey, a little bit of rum, and a splash of—” she tapped a finger against her red crimson lips, smirking, “well, let’s just say it’s the club’s specialty.” “It feels kinda—” Before Ethan could finish, Charlie grabbed his collar, pulled him close, and crashed her lips against his. Ethan’s breath hitched, his body going rigid.

Chapter 22 Red Adamson ~ “Why on earth did you do that Charlie?” I said with my eyebrows puckered expressing my annoyance. “You think that this is funny?” I added when I observed the smirk on his face that followed a chuckle. “No! Of course not! This isn’t at all funny. It is way beyond that. It’s hilarious! About a minute ago, I gave my best friend the opportunity of a lifetime so she could utilize the voice of an angel she was born with by getting to sing side by side with Ryan McFlame and The Rotten Apples but what do I get instead of a kneeling appreciation or gratitude from her? A ridiculous question, I guess.” Charlie said turning the smile on his face upside down.

“Charlie! Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum! Do you want it in your mouth?” She groans loudly, fingers digging possessively into my thighs, and her voice urgently invades my mind. Zak! Cum in my mouth! Show me how good I make you feel, my love! That sends me over the edge. I roar her name, exploding down her throat, gripping her hair tightly as my cock pulses deep inside her mouth. Slowly, I release my hold as I come down from the intense high. Charlie pulls off, breathing heavily, her mouth and chest covered in spit and tears. She looks completely ravaged and fucking gorgeous. She quickly grabs a towel to clean herself, and my eyes immediately fixate on her heavy, swaying breasts. My cock stirs aga

Charlie raised his phone towards Marvin to show the million dollar luxury chair that he found online. “Good, replace my desk as well and clean the whole office. I don’t want any germs lurking around here.” “You’re so fussy.” “Charlie!” As soon as Alejandro called his name, Charlie started dancing as he sing the song of Lady Gaga. “Don’t call my name, don’t call my name, Alejandro!” Charlie then started laughing. “That was a good joke right Alpha?” “Not really.” Charlie pouted for a moment before standing beside Marvin and giving Alejandro a serious look.

** Drake's POV When Micheal called Charlie I instantly looked at him. He's running toward us while waving his hand and smiling. He looks really happy. "Boss, look what I got!" He showed Charlie his hand and I almost puke. It's a tooth, a lot of tooth inside of a clear jar. What is going to do with those? It's still dripping with blood even his hands are bloody. H-he is still smiling and his looks are rally deceiving. An innocent looking man is holding a jar of tooth dripping of blood.

He just couldn't stop himself from teasing her. Marlie, bothered by Chad's statement, closed her eyes and turned her face away, avoiding any eye contact. Not only were his words irritating, but seeing his exposed chest was also annoying her. Chad found this side of Charlie amusing and couldn't help but enjoy himself. "She resembles my little pumpkin," he thought to himself, sending a provocative smile her way. If only he knew who she truly was. If only he knew it was his little pumpkin in front of him. If only...

Fuck Mikhail. I scrubbed harder than necessary at a spotless glass, hoping it would scrape away the guilt clawing at my insides. “Okay, Leena. Time to Spill.” I jumped at the voice and turned to find Charlie leaning casually against the doorway, a case of tonic water in her hands and one brow arched high.

, she said in a mock tough voice which made Charlie laugh and Chad smile. "So what can I get you guys?", Charlie asked them. "Whisky, neat for me", Camille answered. "I'll just have water for now", Chad said. "Aw, come on", Camille whined. "You said you were going to relax", she reminded him. "I know but at least until Lola gets here", Chad reasoned. Camille bit her lips but didn't say anything. "Alright, I got it. I'll be back with your drinks soon", Charlie said before leaving them.

She raced directly toward me and was already reaching for the wax paper full of still-hot mounds of no-bakes when Darcy hollered, “Charlie!” Frowning, the teenager pulled up short and glanced at her. “What?” Darcy lifted her hands, looking shocked. “Those are totally not yours.” “It’s okay,” I rushed to reassure her. “You can have one. I just made them, though, so they’re—” Charlie was already stuffing one into her mouth and moaning in delight. “Hot,” I finished lamely. “Oh God. Good,” she told me, holding up a thumb in appreciation as her cheek bulged with how much she’d just stuffed into her mouth.