Yup, so every Wednesday I'm going to be uploading the lemons. Today i'm going with chapter 2, the one where Bonnie shows who's the boss when it comes to Ron's money.
Oh, and yeah. I wrote this years ago when I was still learning how to write. So when I have time, i'll come back and rework this. But for now, enjoy.
Honey Lemon
Chapter 2
The couch lemon.
It was a beautiful Colorado dusk. The sky was still cloudy, but now had a few more rays of sunlight shining through than the morning. But still, all seemed right in the fair Midwestern city of Middleton. All except one little suburban home that housed the recently turned millionaire Ron Stoppable.
"Rufus?" Ron asked walking to the center of his living room. "Rufus?"
This time Ron did receive an answer. The loud snoring of his naked mole rat. Turning to the noise Ron found his famous pet laying on his back inside of the now empty cheese bowel knocked out, his gut swollen like he swallowed a baseball. But none the less with a happy smile on his face as he slept.
"Glad someone had a good time... and got to eat."
Dropping his back pack on the floor next to the wall Ron looked around the living room. The millionaire can see that the renovation had progressed since that morning. The room now had clear cut white carpeting on the ground. The large plasma screen TV was up and he now had a navy blue leather couch in front of it in the middle of the room. Though it was still obvious that there was much work to do, Ron was none the less impressed with how much they've done since he left for school that morning.
Ron grabbed the remote to his new TV sitting on the lamp table next to the couch and jumping on the center cushion. The side-kick enjoyed the Corinthian leather as he sank into the overpriced sofa. Eager to see the new hundreds of channels, the millionaire pointed the remote to the TV but stopped as he heard the door bell ring.
Well I knew that was coming." Ron groaned, hopping off the couch while tossing the remote back on couch. Ron sighed as he opened the door. "Yeah yeah, keep your shirt on."
"I thought you liked it when I had my shirt off?" Bonnie smirked, sarcasm dripping from her voice as she held up a brown doggy-bag. "I got us some Bueno nacho."
The side-kick opened the bag as Bonnie strutted past him and into the living room. Spotting a bean burrito and a naco, Ron nodded as he shut the door. "Thanks, I guess. Ar-are you expecting me to pay for this? I'm just asking because you told me this morning to save my money."
"Your in the clear." Bonnie tilted her head, hands on her hips, as she inspected the new couch and then the new TV. "Have you checked your bank account?"
"Uhhh,"Ron shrugged. "I haven't had the chance to look it up yet."
"Do you have online banking?"
"Yeah." Ron answered, taking out his phone and logging on where he needed to go. The millionaire smiled at all the zeroes before raising the screen up in triumph. "Still rich!"
Instantly the small brick was snatched out of his hands. The side-kick tried reaching for hit but his hand was slapped away by the eye rolling cheer leader. Ron rubbed his hand while Bonnie tinkered with his phone for a few moments.
"Well the dumb blue guy used up like 36 million of your money on his stupid villain crap."
"That's not that bad. I've still go-"
"I'm looking through your history. Now taking out what your parents used, nah, nah, nah... you've been apparently spending about a milliona day since you first got the money!" Bonnie nearly shouted, tossing the phone back to Ron. "Knowing you, you probably just gave it away to idiots like those Eminem village people wannabe's. Right now your just under half! Even if that stupid blue retard didn't steal it, Ron you would have lost all your money in just a few months."
Ron reached for the flying brick but it only bounced off his fingers and fumbled to the ground along with the doggy bag on the white carpet. Picking up both off the ground, Ron huffed in surprise. "Jesus, really?"
"Yes really."
"Well, when your right your right. I'll be more careful with my money." Ron nodded. "I'll call that private security company agai-"
"I mean that you shouldn't be so stupid with your money!"
"O-oh, wow. I'm sorry my queen." Ron pleaded, sarcasm heavy in his voice. "Jesus, would you relax. I don't see what the big deal is. Even if I did lose all my cash. Its royalties money… Royalty money? Meh, whatever. Bueno Nacho will just keep giving me more until the naco stops being delicious."
"Yeah," Bonnie groaned before she took a deep breath. "Unless they discontinue the naco."
"W-what the hell are you talking about?"
"I spent all day looking into this royalties stuff. It wouldn't be the first time a big chain restaurant discontinue something popular if it meant they didn't have to pay a lot of money they aren't getting to someone who doesn't even work for them." Bonnie explained. "Sometimes they even try to take the rights for the thing out from under the inventor. I wouldn't be surprised if Bueno tried to do that to you, rich boy."
"That can't happen." Ron announced, panic clear in his voice.
"No shit." Bonnie folded her arms. "I suggest you hire a lawyer."
"Okay, I can do that. Half my family are lawyers."
"Yeah, but are they any good?" Bonnie asked, condescension heavy in her voice.
"I'll be honest I don't know. I'll look into it later." Ron shrugged, sliding his phone back into his pocket. "Thanks for telling me all of that."
"Yeah, you should thank me." Bonnie snorted, walking over and leaning against the armrest of the new couch.
A tense but awkward silence filled the room. Eager to move past it, Ron rubbed his chin hard as the question at the back of his mind began scratching away. "Sooo... what are we exactly?"
"Well," Bonnie took a sharp inhale. "to start we aren't dating. At most I'd say your my sugar daddy and I'm your financial security adviser."
"Uh..."
"Ugh! You give me money when I ask for it and I'm your sexy accountant that if you do what I say you get to have sex with." Bonnie groaned. "Understand?"
"I'll admit I like the sound of that." Ron nodded. "But I gotta ask, what happens if I don't do what you say?"
"Easy." Bonnie shrugged. "I'll tease you like crazy until you do."
Ron could only bark out a laugh at the answer and the tone she said it. Ron's smile quickly melted away as he saw Bonnie grow her adorable smirk, his spin quivered from the sight. The side-kick bit the side of his lip as he saw the cheerleader stand up straight, her front sticking out towards him, her eyes locked on Ron's own with her hands on the top button of her shirt.
The side-kick found himself frozen again as his eyes darted on the button. Bonnie slowly, achingly unsnapped it and then another, before sliding her hands down the front of her top. Just like that morning, Ron saw what looked to be a mile of creamy tanned cleavage shine through the pink cotton.
Pulling her shoulders back and ticking out her chest, Bonnie strutted the short way toward the millionaire side-kick, his eyes fixated on the royal purple bra he spotted peaking out of her shirt.
Standing right in front of the millionaire side-kick, Bonnie grabbed hold of his hockey jersey, suddenly pulling Ron to her. Backing on her heels, almost a decade of dance and cheer leading practice, Bonnie used Ron's momentum to swing the side-kick around with his back facing the couch. Setting the millionaire on his feet but still against her, Bonnie's supple breasts sitting on his chest, Ron was forced into a staring contest with the taller cheerleader. The side-kick felt his spin quiver again as he spotted her adorable smirk again.
"Ronnie, could you ever say no to me?" Bonnie smirked as she liked the tip of Ron's nose.
"Holy crap." Ron winced, feeling his pants becoming so much tighter.
"Right!." Bonnie laughed as pecking Ron hard on the lips. The cheerleader suddenly shoved the millionaire against the armrest of the couch, tipping him over and landing him on the couch. "Take those pants off!"
Ron's eye twitched as he saw Bonnie pulled her shirt open, all the buttons unsnapping, her large and perky breasts bounced and jiggled inside the bra. His gaze still focused on royal purple beauty covering Bonnie's chest, Ron kicked off his shoes and yanked down his jeans, only to get caught on his ankles. Ron was about to reach for them, but was stopped when the cheerleader hopped over the armrest and crawled on top of him.
The side-kick could barely breath as Bonnie wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hot kiss. From the sheer surprise, fright, and passion Ron's eyes melted into the back of his head as he felt Bonnie's tongue force its way into his mouth and dominating his own. On instinct alone, Ron clasped his hands around Bonnie's waist as she bucked into him.
""O-oh m-m-man!" Ron stammered, thrashing his head back into the cushion, his body twitching under the beautiful cheerleader laying on top of him."I-I'm sorry. Its j-just that you're so hot."
"O-oh, ohhhh no. We are not done. Not now."
Bonnie glowered, pure passion and hunger on her face as she pulled Ron's head down into another kiss. While Ron tried to kiss back this time, he was caught by surprise when he felt Bonnie's hand slide over his crotch and started rubbing. It was more than enough, Ron's hands slid from the queen Bee's waist down into Bonnie's white leggings and squeezed her juicy bubble behind.
Bonnie moaned into Ron's mouth before breaking the kiss, sitting up on the side-kick's thighs. Ron's eyes firmly on Bonnie's bouncing breasts in her bra, he barley noticed when the queen Bee reached down and opened up the purple hearted boxers, allowing his erection to pop out at attention.
Ron got the wind knocked out of him in surprise when Bonnie fell to her side on top of him in a thump as she shimmied out of her leggings. Kicking the pair of whites to the side, Bonnie hopped back on and straddled the side-kick's thighs again, and as Ron noticed naked from the waist up.
The millionaire gripped the cushions of the couch tight as he saw Bonnie pull out a purple condom from her bra cup, ripping the wrapper off with her teeth, standing on her knees over him. Like the night before, Ron practically swallowed his tongue as Bonnie slid the condom slowly- teasingly down his member. With her hand still on the base Bonnie positioned Ron's member before she slowly slide down onto it. Bonnie joined the millionaire as they moaned in pleasure together.
Sitting on Ron's lap Bonnie shifted from side to side on top of him, Ron's eyes shut tightly from the pleasure. Ron tilted his head back from the feeling of Bonnie's inner walls constricting on him and the queen bee herself pulling him with her as she moved to the left and right.
Unable to help himself anymore Ron jumped up and grabbed hold of Bonnie's hips as he started pumping into her. Bonnie practically screamed in please as he did, fallowed by bucking into him as he pumped into her, quickly finding a rhythm to work with.
Groaning in pleasure, Bonnie reached and grabbed hold of Ron's thighs to allow her leverage as she arched her back as she kept bucking on the millionaire. Ron saw this and how Bonnie's breasts bounced like too amazing overfilled jumbo water balloons insider her bra.
Ron's right hand abandoned Bonnie's hip so he could reach up and grab Bonnie's amazing- bouncing boob. Instantly, Ron felt Bonnie freeze up before flinching like he did before, crying out nothing as she squeezed him.
"OHHHH GAWD!"
The millionaire was only motivated more by the beautiful cheerleader's cries of pleasure and pumped into her harder and faster, bouncing the limp girl on him like a rag doll. Bonnie grabbed hold of Ron's arm that handled on her chest and slumped over him as she bounced on the side-kick, her bouncing breasts in clear view over his face.
"Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd."
Bonnie screamed as she began bucking on top of Ron again. Feeling himself coming close, Ron squeezed Bonnie's boob tighter through her bra as he pumped harder and harder into the now screwed silly cheer leader on top of him. Soon both froze stiff into each other, twitching into each other, moaning and screaming to nothing. Ron's last sight in his numb mind before he closed his eyes was the twitching jack-o-lantern frown on Bonnie's face as her eyes melted into the back of her head and then falling forward.
Trying to catch his breath, Ron rubbed the sweaty back of the panting cheerleader laying on top of him. The millionaire side-kick had a smile grow on his face as he felt Bonnie wrap her arms around Ron's and squeeze a warm hug.
Ron kissed the girl on the cheek before letting his head lump back down on the cushion, them both just lying there. After a minute or two, Bonnie let go of Ron's neck and slid to the inside of the couch, turning so she was laying on her side inbetween Ron and the side cushion.
"Th-that was am-amazing." Bonnie panted.
"Your amazing." Ron answered thoughtlessly but none the less with complete sincerity.
"I-I-Pheeewww." Bonnie stopped to take a breath. Exhaling, Bonnie crawled off the millionaire and the couch and onto the white carpet. "I know I am."
Still laying on the freshly broken-in couch Ron watched as the nearly naked queen bee reached down, grabbed her white leggings and put them back on before she walking around the couch.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm hungry Ronnie." Bonnie answered as she reached the far right arm rest and picked up the doggy bag of Bueno nacho. "The only thing I've had to eat all day are a couple of power bars."
"Huh, okay." Ron answered as he saw Bonnie walk back over to him, picking up up the remote off the floor. Sitting back up Ron, hopped over to the center of the couch. "Y-you want any drinks."
"Sure." Bonnie shrugged, sitting in the right side of the couch in a relaxed slump. "But first put your pants on and don't talk till we're done eating. I wanna try out your new TV."
