F*ck You (Leighade/Leeade)

30: Ride The Rodeo

*They're matching, but he has the hat🤠 ⭐️ also, this song is my new stripper anthem idk I just find it sexy😅, I'll put when to play it.

*Im definitely getting someone's daughter pregnant to this song on some rowdy cowboy from the 90s shit... like "Giddy up on this southern sausage, baby girl😏"

*I'm zooted and ooted and horny asf so enjoy what I came up with lol 🍃

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Lee

Tonight's my last night as Kingston Mandingo and I decided to leave with something people will remember each time they step into Obsidian. Queen helped me come up with ideas and we settled on it.

The time I brought her on stage with me and she jumped on me, I left out with £500. On average, I leave with no more than £350. The crowd thought it was hot, so we came up with a routine to one of my favorite songs.

I'm gonna be honest, the first few times we rehearsed, we had to stop because it got me excited. Then she suggested we practice nude and ended up all over my flat, on every surface.

Though, now I know I won't get too turned on since I have better self-control.

I'm currently getting ready, putting on my black and gold chaps. "Damn, this is really your last night, huh?" Zayn asks, changing into his normal clothes after his performance.

He and I were the last male dancers at the club. It's mainly a gentleman's club, but me, Jes, and Zayn are the only ones comfortable enough to have our balls in some other dude's face.

If they're paying, why not?

"Yep, then I start training. I still can't believe I'm playing for a professional football team," I say, fixing my hair a bit. "Well deserved. You worked your ass off, mate," I see him closing his locker and picking up his bag from the bench in the reflection.

"Thanks, Z," I pick up my hat and sit it on my head; I pull it back a bit, letting some of my hair hang down in front of my face. "No problem. See ya 'round," he holds his fist up and I bump it with mine. "See ya, mate."

He exits the locker room, leaving me all alone. I check myself out and end up biting my lip. "Damn, I'm hot," I say, feeling cockier than usual.

"I agree," a familiar voice says. I turn around to see my wifey looking absolutely delicious. I approach her and she meets me halfway then jumps on me. When she does, she buries her face in my neck and took a deep inhale.

"Ugh," she groans hotly and I smirk. I'm currently wearing that cologne that drives her crazy. "You're such a sexy bastard," she says before nipping my ear.

I shudder a little, "Babe, we have to go up in 5 minutes."

"Yeah?" She hums, moving her mouth to my neck. "Hey, save that for the crowd," I chuckle a little, getting a bit turned on. She pulls back with an exasperated sigh, "Fine. I'll behave."

"Good girl," I peck her nose. Her left brow rises and I copy her. "Lee-Anthony, don't get smacked." I hum then grip her nice, round butt before giving it a playful slap. She looks back at my hands then to me. "Take me upstairs before I ride your horse until I can't feel my legs," she says and I lick my lips.

"Doesn't sound too bad, cowgirl. Long as it's in reverse," I husk before planting soft kisses on her neck, loving the smell of her Chanel No. 5. Her legs tighten around me and her breath hitches. "Okay, but really, we need to go upstairs before I flood that dirty mouth of yours," she says, sounding a bit breathless.

"We should, shouldn't we?" I ask rhetorically, carrying her out of the locker room and to the stage.

Since I wanna go out with a bang, I rented a mechanical bull for our performance. There was also a black and gold lounge chair on the far right.