Lola From Big Mouth Novels & Stories

she muttered then turned her attention back down to the dark-haired server trapped beneath her. Without a single word, her fingers quickly moved to the front of his uniform trousers, unbuckling the belt and parting the zipper with practiced precision. The boy’s heavy, fully erect cock popped free into the dim light and damn it.. It was beautiful. Without warning, Lola lifted her hips and aligned herself directly above his cock with my own cock in her mouth, then without warning she slid down to take him fully inside her in one deep movement. "AH! Mmmph..." “Fuckkkkk!!”

I turned down the gravel path toward the secondary safe house, stopping the car behind the tall pine hedge where Lola was already waiting by the porch light. We walked into the small kitchen, the smell of fresh woodsmoke filling the air from the small stove in the corner. Lola was standing right by the pine table, her fingers wrapped tight around a hot ceramic mug. Vera stopped on the threshold, her canvas bag dropping an inch as her eyes settled completely on Lola's features. "You have your mother's face." "People keep telling me that," Lola muttered, setting her mug down on the wood with a soft thud. "Sit down by the heater, Vera," I suggested, pulling a wooden chair out from the edge of t

She asked with venom dripping from her words. "Lola, I already told you all that happened. I already told you everything, what more do you want me to……", he wasn't done with his words when Lola's hair suddenly started to spark and her eyes glowed brighter than they did the last time. Outside, the earlier sunny weather had changed to a thunderstorm and I was wowed. I have never seen her so angry before. He was about to talk again when suddenly he was hit with a spark of lightning causing him to cry out in pain. Lola was about to hit him with another one when Natalie began to speak.

Lola smiles at me and begins trailing her tongue up to my breast. “Looks like someone’s ready for dessert,” Gio says, tickling my thigh with his fingertips. “Aren’t we all,” Markum tempts, moving closer. “Lola did finish eating. We can’t deny her,” Damien says while nibbling my ear. “No, you can’t,” she whispers through her movements. Lola’s circling my nipple with her mouth, locking eyes with me. Her look is ravenous, and she bites down with a lovely pressure. This moment is blinding as I feel more mouths latching onto other parts of my body.

he said and reached for her hand. Lola looked through the windshield. Her eyes met the blond guy leaning on his arm against the cottage, and he smiled at her. She squinted and leaned further. The light was showing his face. She only saw the contours. However, when he took a step out of the dark, the light hit him and bounced against his eyes. Lola gasped and fell back, her eyes fixated on the sharp fangs that stuck out from under his lip. She shook her head, looked at her father, and then back at the men, but the fangs were gone. She must’ve been tired, hallucinating from sleep deprivation. There were so many reasonable explanations.

Lola replied, raising her voice to be heard over the din. "C'mon, let me show you around," Carter suggested, guiding Lola through the crowded room. Lola's crush on Carter was obvious, and from the way he held her close, it seemed he felt the same. You couldn't blame him; Lola was the epitome of beauty. Her flowing blonde hair cascaded down her back, her big blue eyes were captivating, and her slender yet perfect body commanded admiration. As a baby she was offered many modelling gig that just showed how attractive she was.

Lola said as she continues to clean Liam Si's hand. Lola Li's lips was taken by Liam Si's mouth,she never expected that he would do such a thing when he is wounded. She tried to let go of her lips but Liam Si held her so strong that she could not leave, she had to bite his lips for him to let her go. Liam Si's was bitten on his lips by Lola Li again, blood was on his lips as he stopped kissing her. "Do you always have to bite me because I kissed you." Liam said.

in a world where I wasn't one wrong move away from being devoured alive. "Do it," Lola sang in my head. "He's always the one teasing. Always the one making you beg. It's time we play his game." My breath hitched as best crept up my neck. I clenched my fists, the urge crawling under my skin. "Lola, that's crazy," "Crazy hot." Her voice dropped into a wicked purr. "Let's see how long Mr. Ice God stays composed after watching you bite your lip and whisper his name with that towel slipping off your thigh."

Lola practically beamed as she led June down the sidewalk with infectious enthusiasm. They stopped to cheer for a street musician, Lola even got a song specially played for her. They walked further down the street and ate spicy tacos that left June’s nose tingling. Afterward, Lola insisted that they try churros dipped in warm chocolate, and they both laughed over the sticky mess it made on their hands while teasing each other for being so uncoordinated. Thankfully, they were able to get a place to wash their hands afterward. Just when she thought the night was over, they stumbled upon an old-fashioned polaroid camera booth. Though, she protested against it, Lola didn’t take no for an answer

she asked curiously. Lola stared at her with a blank face for a few moments before tears welled up in her eyes and cascaded down her cheeks. Her hand covered her mouth as she tried to suppress a sob, but nothing could stop it. Her nod said it all. She turned around and looked at us. Her teeth bit her bottom lip. “We love you very much, baby girl.” Imeela also had tears trailing down her cheeks. Lola then turned to me. Fuck. These emotions were potent. I would never be able to thank Ziyah enough for what she did for Lola.