34. Tyson
TYSON
Adelaide had us trailing behind her like puppies. Vance might think he’s in charge but she was running this show.
“Adelaide, do you have a rope or robe tie?” Vance said from her closet.
She furrowed her brow. “Yes….why?” I couldn’t stop myself from going to where she was standing and wrapping my arms around her.
I leaned into her and whispered. “We have all night to prove to you that you're ours.”
“Baby girl, lay down.” Vance cooed. Addy didn’t move so I guided her to the bed and pushed her back. “Hands up.” She put her hands above her head and touched the headboard. “Good girl.” I felt her body shiver under me.
I was kneeling above her with my cock resting on her stomach. Vance anchored her wrists to the headboard. I could see her brain working through what was happening. “You know what to say if you want us to stop.”
She nodded yes, then said. “Queen.”
“Got that Tyson?” Vance nudged my side.
I nodded yes, “Got it.” We both looked down and she was smiling up at us. “Fuck, you look so beautiful Lem.”
“What do you want from us?” Vance whispered into her ear.
“I want you both to fuck me.” She said in a small voice and I swear I was dreaming right now.
“Oh, my beautiful, naughty girl.” Vance looked at me and we both knew this was going to be really fucking good.