Her makeup is done beautifully too, her luscious lips painted in blood-red lipstick. Her silky, long, black hair is styled in curls and pulled to the right side of her head, so the curls flow down onto the front of her chest.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Neo groans, hopping up off the couch and rushing to Harlow's feet. He kneels down before her, holding his hands up in a pleading motion, and throws his head back to look at her.
“Please, Mistress. Please leave this dickhead behind and take me instead. Hell, let's just skip tonight, and you can let me worship every inch of your perfect body,” he begs.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me. Neo, get the fuck off your knees! You look pathetic, begging for her. God, you really have lost it,” Axel’s voice interrupts.
Harlow’s face held a humorous grin at Neo’s antics, but the moment Axel becomes his normal dick of a self, her face changes to an eerie, deadly stare as she glares at Axel.
She pulls back the slit in her dress, showing a gun that I didn't see strapped to her thigh. Sue me, I had better things to gawk at.
“You areso luckythat Rosie is in the other room, because I'm moments away from taking this gun and putting pretty, little holes in your foot. Don't. Test. Me,” she warns, and I get a chill that tingles all the way down my spine. Part arousal, part fear.
Axel says nothing, looking like he regrets ever opening his mouth. He mumbles something to himself and storms out of the room.
“You look beautiful, Harlow,” Cass says, his voice in awe. She gives him a genuine smile.
“Thank you, Cassy boy.” Her deadly persona, now gone and replaced with her sugary sweet side. She looks down at Neo. “And, as for you. I’ll deal with you later. I'm going with Dean, andyouare staying behind. But expect a spanking for this little outburst later,” Harlow says, but I can tell that she means it in a light-hearted way.
Neo clutches his hand to his heart and dramatically falls backwards to the ground. “You killed me, My Queen. I’ve died of blue balls. I'm so fucking turned on by the idea of your deadly hands on my ass that my dick and heart exploded in unison.”
Harlow starts to giggle, real happiness shining in her eyes. Fuck. My heart flutters at how gorgeous she is right now. I can’t believe this woman is my date.
"I thought you were going in a disguise?" Cass asks.
"I was, but then everyone already knows you guys are working for me so, why hide? Also, if they are guilty, I'm sure seeing me will make them sweat. Maybe even slip up." An evil grin takes over her face.
She steps over Neo and makes her way to me.
“Well, don't you clean up nice, Mr. Lean Mean Dean Machine,'' she taunts with a menacing grin as she brings up that god awful nickname, she used to call me when we were kids.
I groan and close my eyes. She's gonna make it her mission to torture me tonight. The question is, will I hate it? I’m guessing not as much as I would like to think.
She cackles as she takes off for the garage door, leaving me with a view of her ass in that dress.
I bite my hand, holding back a groan. Fuck me. This is gonna be a long night.