Reader X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

Mable held Lemon on the couch and replied, "It's okay. I'll let her sit on my lap. No effort is needed." Eugenie bent down and looked at Lemon sitting on Mable's lap. "Wow, Mrs. Fowler, is this you and Master Blair's daughter, Little Lemon? She’s adorable." Mable nodded and smiled. "Yes, her full name is Leena Fowler, and we call her Little Lemon." "What a lovely name." Eugenie reached out and played with Lemon. “Hello, Little Lemon. Can Auntie Eugenie touch your hand?” Lemon did not shy away and held Eugenie’s hand.

Held firmly between his hands was a book which seemed to have captivated and lured his attention that he had his gaze still fixed on the book even when she had stepped in alongside Liam, his physique and appearance simply looked breathtaking that Evelyn couldn't help but gawk at Leonard. "Leon hello," Liam said out loud waving his hands across Leonard's face to get his attention. "I heard you the first time Liam," he spoke in annoyance before dropping the book and getting up from bed, like hers the room which she presumed to be Leon's and Liam's were set up similarly, the room was furnished with a bunker bed with Leon being under, a wardrobe at the side and a reading table not far off the en

June 23rd Leo’s point of view “Madeleine and Ana are securely tucked in bed,” I said, wrapping my arms around Ella as she finished drying the last saucepan. “How many stories did Madeleine make you read?” he asked. “Two and then she made me get Cato for another one,” I said, kissing her neck. “If I have to read that damn story about the princess and the prawn one more time, I’ll go insane. Every single fucking night.”

She added before she stands up. "How bad?" "Like a wasted driver" She grinned as I smile and pass me a revivified lemonade with her hand on the bottom and side. I gaze at her chin and up from her sight. "This might help you cleanse your ras,p", She said. "My voice is slightly deeper after I aroused" "Little?" "Yup slightly" I take a gulp of the lemonade with lemon sliced for the top and side as well as ice cubes floating in the drink. "Good now?" She asked. I nod before I agree to say 'yes'. Well, this is a fresh start, I f*cked up and I know I will be back for the game after taking myself a good moment with Merinda.

Happy reading, ~Love Crown🥰💜

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

The gem on her collar flared so bright it cast a red glow across Dean’s chest. Lily followed seconds later, her cry muffled against Jenna’s mouth as Alex drove deep into her ass and Dean sucked hard on her clit. Alex came with a guttural groan, flooding Lily’s tight channel with thick, hot spurts. Elena kept licking through every pulse, swallowing the mingled cream that leaked from Jenna’s stretched pussy. They did not stop.

The Reader stumbled backward. Their faceless hood twisted violently, body bending in impossible angles. “You’re not supposed to hesitate!” they gasped. Liora clutched the book to her chest. “Then maybe this isn’t the final chapter.” “You can’t stop what’s been written,” the Reader hissed. “You can’t outrun the ending!” The floor cracked beneath them, Not ground, But text, Pages of her life peeling apart like skin, And rising from between them, Was a figure made entirely of titles. No face, No features.

Didn't say anything about the fact that he'd been waiting. "Library?" he asked. "I've got a free period and bio's going to kill me if I don't actually read chapter twelve." "I've got a free too." So they went to the library, claimed the table in the back corner by the tall windows, and spread out their respective work. It was quiet in the good way. Liam read with his brow slightly furrowed, occasionally flipping back pages like he'd missed something. Elena did her English reading, which was ironic given everything, and tried not to think about the back corner desk in Ms. Rivera's classroom.

Evelyn's POV The repairman had barely finished fixing my water pipes before my phone buzzed with a new message from Julian. Julian: Lemon seems to hate Hermès A second later, another message arrived. It was a photo. Lemon was lying miserably on the floor near the entrance, curled tightly into herself on the edge of the rug with the expression of someone emotionally betrayed by luxury living. I laughed immediately. Evelyn: She just hasn’t adjusted to the new environment yet