“You know, I think it's time you had your wicked way with me.” I grin. She loves it when I take control. I make sure to leave her fully satisfied, but I’ve been dying to know what it feels like to have her mouth on me instead.
“Okay,” She breathes.
I give her a smirk before placing one last kiss on her lips and heading downstairs.
“Well, you came prepared,” Neo says as he takes in my appearance.
“We were playing dress-up before. Of course, I had to wear a fine gown.” I grin, twirling around so that the black skirt of my dress flies outwards. I’m wearing a strapless black gown with a poofy skirt, no shoes, and my hair is in long, loose curls.
“It’s perfect. You look radiant as always.” He smiles.
“Compliments will get you everywhere, my dear,” I purr.
“Come.” He holds out his hand and I place mine in it as he leads me to the little stage in the showroom.
“What’s that?” I ask, pointing to the big thing on the stage with a sheet over it.
“Gift number one of three,” he says, rubbing his hands together excitedly. I take a moment to take in his appearance. He’s dressed in dark jeans, a black shirt, and a leather jacket.Fucking edible,but I kinda really want him naked.
He steps up onto the stage and grabs ahold of the sheet, pulling on it, and revealing a bomb ass throne.
“You got me a fucking throne?!” I laugh, stepping up to run my fingers over the black steel craftsmanship of the body and then over the red velvet of the padded seat.
“Of course. It's about time my Queen got her own throne.”
I seriously don't know how I didn’t think of this. Sure, I had a nice leather chair, but nothing as extravagant as this. But it’s totally fitting, and I fucking love it. He holds out his hand for mine, and I place it in his again so he can help me to sit.
“How do I look?” I ask, placing my hands on the arms of the throne, crossing my legs, and jetting out my chin.
“Majestic as fuck,” Neo groans, cupping his cock and giving it a little squeeze. I love how he’s always ready for me. “I bow down to your highness and as your royal servant, I beg thee to ride me on it," Neo says in a Shakespearean accent while bowing. By the end of his proclamation, he is actually on his knees with his hands clasped together, truly begging his queen.
“I mean, we could...”
"Don't say that!” he groans again, getting back to his feet. “Later. Right now, we have a very important playdate. Now, time for gift number two.”
“Give me!” I say, bouncing in my seat as I make grabby hands at him. He walks over to a table that’s set up with all our usual, fun toys, only at the end there's a gift box. He picks it up and brings it over to me, placing it on my lap.
He smiles as I look at him before opening the box. Inside is a striking black crown with red rubies, practically identical in color to my throne. “It’s magnificent,” I breathe out, lifting it out of the box.
“Let me,” he says, taking the crown from me and placing it on my head. “You look sensational, my Queen.”
“Please. Please, I’m sorry!” a voice wails from outside. Neo’s and my attention turns to the door just in time to see Dean and Cass dragging in a weaselly-looking man by the arms with a hulked-out Axel following behind them.
“What do we have here?” I ask, my voice giddy with the possibilities. They drag him until he's planted before me. Getting a better look, I snort and look up at Neo. “So my playdate isSid the sloth? Is Manny somewhere out in the hall?”
Neo laughs and looks at Cass. “See! I’m not the only one who thinks he looks like him.” Cass just gives him a death glare, making Neo’s smile grow even more.
“So, who's our little friend here?” I ask.
“This fine, young gentleman is Sid,” Neo says, all proud of himself.
“So that’s his actual name?”
“I don’t know.” Neo shrugs. “Could be. I don't remember, but he looks like him, so I changed his name.”
“His name is Ricky, for fuck’s sake,” Axel snaps. “And it doesn't really fucking matter what his name is because soon he’s going to be worm food.”
“Ohhhh, what did he do?” I ask, eyes wide with excitement.