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36.1-Happy
Demona MaxwellLola is making herself at home and making decisions for her future. Let's hope nothing gets in the way.
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Anything For Lola 36.2-Happy
“Want to be my kitchen helper? I could use the extra hands,” I asked, tickling his neck. “Anything for you, Lola,” he twirls me to the song, and we start. Damien helps by putting on some pots of water to boil, “You know the in-house chef can do all this,” he offers. “But I like to cook and want to do it. Also, no one enjoys food more than you and Justine, so you should let me.” That makes Damien happy as we kiss passionately, and he finally agrees. But his face shifts from a smile to a frown. That can’t be good. “I do have something to tell you and hope it doesn’t sour your mood,” he says humbly. Damien rests his forehead on mine, slowly caressing my face and being incredibly careful of my bruises. He sighs, pecking me one more time. “Uh oh, what did he do this time?” I ask knowingly. The conversation leads to Nathan’s attempt at finding me through Damien. Today, he’s called Justine’s firm repeatedly. Mia said the same thing about the diner. What is it with him and messing with
Anything For Lola 37-Adorable
Justine - on Tuesday the 4th Ever since bringing Lola to the loft, I have been on fire. I want to touch or kiss her constantly. She looks good here, and I don’t want that to change. Damien, too. When I came home yesterday, they were cuddling on the couch. It was adorable. I’m sitting at work today and must keep from pulling up the camera feed to watch her. I don’t want to invade her privacy and alone time. But it was like this yesterday too. I want to be with her, not at work. However, the time away is suitable for both of us. Lola can think more clearly without me distracting her. With that thought, I do my work. I’m reviewing a film about one of my finished property upgrades, needing the official seal of approval. The documents are cut and dry. But seeing Nathan showing the improvements made me pause the video. To be sure, I pull up Damien's Agency file for him. Sure, enough comparing his info, he was the foreman for the job. I hate that I paid him while he hurt my Lola daily. T
Anything For Lola 38-Playful
Lola - on Wednesday the 5th Waking up alone is sad this morning. Justine and Damien needed to be in the office for international business. They told me last night, but I forgot. I playfully tried to keep them in bed with me longer, using kisses. But they still left around two o’clock when I couldn’t keep my eyes open. On the plus side, they will be home early, and I have a distraction planned today. Markum is coming over for training. With that thought, I get up, shower, and dress in my practice clothes. I can’t believe it’s only been a week since the breakup. Looking in the mirror, the bruises are all but healed on my face. There's only a mild green and yellow discoloration now. I thought it would take much longer than this to look like myself. That ointment works, and I must thank Gio for it. Dinner tonight will be the perfect opportunity to show my appreciation. They love food, making it a win for me. Other than Justine and Damien, they have taken the most care of me recently.
Anything For Lola 39-Brats
Damien - on the Morning of Thursday, the 6th The week has been fantastic with Justine and Lola. It’s not always about sex, but when it is, it’s glorious. And waking up to them is even better. I feel like a king. However, this morning I must fend off Justine’s advances to not wake Lola. She settles for kisses before finally getting out of bed. Justine is free for most of the day after her international calls. I laugh when she mentions not going into the firm because her rear stings. I know Gio will be happy when I tell him later. It’s two o’clock, and I lay there a bit longer, snuggling with Lola. Her soft breathing has me relaxed and unable to move. Instead of making my calls, I form a plan to make breakfast and fall back to sleep. Waking up again at six o’clock, I first order pecan shortbread cookies for Lola. To be hand delivered when she gets up. I know she will enjoy the surprise. After Justine finishes, she comes into the kitchen, trying to rub against me while I cook. Thoug
Anything For Lola 40-Fun
Justine - on the afternoon of Thursday the 6th I can’t believe Damien shrugged off having morning sex to make his demands for the day. The cheeky bastard knows I’m not too fond of this toy. This stupid g-spot egg vibe with no clit stimulation is simply torture. Though it will be worth it to have fun with Lola. Helping her with the vibrator is a riot. Damien chose a petite anal plug, and it will be agony. I know she’ll enjoy it, in any case. She loves trying new things. Even joining in my punishments was the best feeling, and I love her for it. “Why can’t I get the g-spot one?” she whines. “You know we can’t trade that will only make it worse. Besides, Damien will go easy at first,” I reassured her. “It’s when he isn’t gentle that I’m worried about,” she says bashfully. “Just breathe. You’ll do great.” Lola does have a right to be concerned. I know that plug hits hard. I prepare her for what to expect, yet she still giggles in the car to the pulses. We get scolded for our behavi
Anything For Lola 41.1-Pulses
Lola - on the evening of Thursday, the 6th Today has been different. I love that Damien cooked breakfast and buttered me up with shortbread cookies. However, his sweet actions came with a challenge or torture for today. I never thought I’d try anal like this, but you must start somewhere. Justine is very gentle, helping me adjust to the toy. It feels nice, though; the plug isn’t too big or uncomfortable, about the size of two fingers. The vibrations are a different story altogether. I’m not complaining; Damien is generous with the pulses and rest breaks. However, he’s driving me crazy as I haven’t been able to fully orgasm, only edge. When Justine kisses me, I want to melt every time. I’m able to peek but not with any length of pleasure because of Damien’s control. It’s frustrating, and he’s paying for this later, but I must figure out how. Then I’ll give him my gift. I could buy it without him noticing, too, as he isn’t far and occasionally watches for our reactions. Justine pul
Anything For Lola 41.2-Pulses
Mia and I work tirelessly to try on different dresses. Some don’t even make it on before she veto’s them. Like a doll, I twirl and curtsy to her demands happily. “I miss you, Lo’. We seriously need a girl’s night-in soon,” Mia hounds while we shop some more. “I bet if I ask Justine, she’ll say yes for tonight,” playfully wiggling my brows. “You’re on, but what do I get,” she says, eyeing Damien while we talk. “I’ll let you sit next to him at dinner,” I offer, and she agrees. We found the perfect dress for me, a clamshell bag, and shoes. Even the accessories, but we quibble over the necklace. Justine, of course, buys both, making Mia extremely happy. I know she approves even if she won’t say it yet. “Apparently, my boss is instant I go to lunch with you,” Mia says, baffled after Justine pays. “Then let’s eat,” I say, hooking my arm in hers and leaving the boutique. Over lunch, I get buzzed plenty through fits of giggles with Mia. She even coyly tells me the total my girlfriend p
Anything For Lola 42.1-Grind
Nathan - on the morning of Friday, the 7th It’s been over a week, and Lola’s still not back home or returning my calls. Daniel says it’s over, but I won’t accept that. I won’t just give up on my girl; she needs a break. Lola is reading my texts which shows me she’s still interested. But she doesn’t reply, aggravating me, and will pay for it later. I’ll make sure of it. We’ve been on a new job for the past few days. It helps to keep my body occupied physically, but my mind is still on her and not this grind. I’m at work for only a few hours when a new foreman relieves me. Saying I need to head to the home office for a meeting. Strange, but I go after a quick beer break with Daniel. I drink another on my way to the office. I parked outside the building, and one of the empty bottles fell to the ground. I throw it back into the truck and slam the door before entering. Several men from crews I worked with before are lounging around as I enter the room—a few look as if they are waiting
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