Forced Lemon Novels & Stories

He winked at me. Lemonade. My go-to drink whenever I was panicked or stressed out. Johnson knew me so well. I smiled back appreciatively. Liam saw this and his demeanor changed. “You two are quite close, aren’t you?” he said dryly. “For a WORK relationship? “And you’re tossing around quite a lot of apologies for an EX,” Johnson quipped back.

he said, pulling out a small pouch and handing it to me. As I unwrapped a piece and popped it into my mouth, the familiar tang of lemon exploded on my tongue. It tasted… like him. Like his lips, always faintly scented with lemon, intoxicatingly sweet. The memory of our kisses, the taste of his skin flooded back, igniting a fire within me and a canal desire. Heat suddenly surged through me, and I could feel my chest tightening. Fuck! How can lemon candies turn me on now? I’m slowly getting crazy.

With a wry smile, I replied, "Should I remember it? By the way, I don't like lemon. I prefer grapefruit. It's juicy and has a slightly bitter taste with some sweetness, just like Colin." Felix's hand, which was about to pick up some meat, paused. The muscles on his cheeks tightened, and I could vaguely see him grinding his teeth. I thought he would leave tactfully with such a direct statement. But he was so shameless. He just stiffened for a few seconds before resuming his actions naturally. It was as if he hadn't heard anything as he picked up the beef and put it on the grill. After putting down the tongs, he even naturally reached out to touch my hair.

My lips parted when I heard the line went dead. I placed the phone down and shrugged. "Well, not a bad thing though." Grabbing the remote from the coffee table, I turned on the LED and went through the channels only to land on my favorite one, 'N*****x'. Nothing can go wrong with N*****x---but sometimes, the shows are extremely boring. I leaned back on the sofa to get comfortable but the sudden movement brought a sharp sting between my legs. I trembled. He literally brought me on my knees. That handsome fucker.

“Little Lemon!” Mable rushed over and picked Lemon up. Lemon hugged her mother and pressed her cheek against her face, pointing at the butterfly in Jeremiah’s hand. “Mommy... Unc... Butterfwy...” Mable kissed her cheek. “Good girl.” Jeremiah looked at Mable and said, “Lemon kept crying earlier, so I thought she was unwell. It seems she just misses you after not seeing you all day...” Mable sighed in relief. She thought that Lemon was sick and was worried the whole way back.

Saturday ended on a high note, both literally and figuratively as Leo hit a vocal range no one knew he was previously capable of. This came as Amberleigh tried out a new sex toy on the willing test subject. A penis massage sleeve which also came with a suction feature, proved almost too much for her chef to handle as Amber slapped it on his large cock and cranked up the dial.

Alex and I couldn't look into each other's eyes as it felt so awkward. “Who made the meal?” Alex asked probably to lighten the mood. “Taste it first!” Harper answered. I had a taste of the meal by myself. I could see Alex struggling in digesting the meal. I spat mine out as well. The spaghetti was overcooked, it tasted flavorless, and really salty. “Are you okay?” Harper handed him a handkerchief so he could spit it out. “It's fine,” Alex replied, swallowing it with distress. “It's all Ivy's fault. She oversalted it intentionally!” Harper shouted at me.

Lemon. There was a taste of sweet lemon that made him question if it was his scent that was getting to him or either the taste was really there. He wanted to find out. And then get more of it. "Fuck." he exhaled at the quick reaction in his pants and pulled his weight up until he had his legs over Kyle's laps, pinning him back against the chair and taking his laps for a seat. Resuming his kiss, his hips moved forward to rub against Kyle's waist and he was ever glad to find out he wasn't the only one getting a kick out of it.

Leo shook his head and slowly put down the napkin on the table. He grabbed a metal fork in his right hand and suddenly bent it with his thumb. Then he casually dropped the fork, clasped his hands together, and said arrogantly to Alex, "Now am I qualified to sit down? If you still don't think it's enough, you can give me your hand and have a feel...that is, if you think your bones are harder than metal." Alex was indeed surprised by Leo's amazing strength, but he was not at all frightened and his temper rose.

I quickly got away from him and went inside Veronica's tears fell and she felt her heart burning and jealousy running through her body, she was cursed inside her with oppression, "Fuck her a hateful damn thing just like that traitor."10 I took a deep breath and said, "But I know how to get my way She went to him after wiping her tears as if nothing had happened, changed his bandage and accidentally touched the protruding muscles of his stomach, so her face was covered in red... "Oh, you're burning," he said mockingly. "Didn't you say that's the nature of your work? Why are you ashamed now?"