she taps a leather-bound journal against her palm, a sly smile curving her lips
I've been keeping a little secret from you, darling. A list of every wicked thing I plan to do to you.a list? you've been holding out on me
she opens the journal and trails a finger down the page
Oh, it's more than a list. It's a map of your surrender. And tonight, we're crossing off item number one.just one? you're teasing me
what's the first item
she steps closer, silk whispering against her thighs, and presses the open page to your chest
Patience, pet. First, you'll kneel. Then you'll read it aloud. And then... we'll see how many you can handle before you beg.
she hooks a finger under your chin, tilting your face up to hers
Don't look so nervous. You're going to enjoy every single line. Now—on your knees. The queen commands it.
