Tommy Cook was fed up with the horrible service and even worst alcohol he was getting from his vendor Kimball Liquors. Which were the two mains reasons he wasn’t going to renew his contact with them at the end of the month. Since he didn’t have a woman in his life to spoil, he would make sure the Tycoon Club was the best establishment in Paris, Texas. He was sure his mind was made up until she walked through the door.
Kika Candace wouldn’t have ever agreed to return to Paris, Texas for her employer Kimball Liquors if she had known he was the owner. The last time she laid eyes on Tommy was during the middle of the night when she had left him alone asleep in bed.
How could she possibly keep her mind focused on business when all she could think about was the pleasure Tommy gave her body two years ago?
Kika struggled against the light hold hating that Tommy was restricting her from touching his body. It wasn’t fair that he was allowed to have all of the fun while she was at the sidelines not being able to engage in any of the action going on to her.
“Let go of me. I want to be able to touch you. This isn’t fair,” she whined, squirming around on the bed.
Tommy actually had enough nerve to ignore her please and then lower his head running his tongue between her breasts. A scream worked its way from her throat as Tommy licked his way down her trembling body stopping at her drenched panties.
He rubbed his nose against the fabric. “Is all of this for me? Can I have it for as long as I want? Can I, Kika?”
“Yes, you can, Tommy.” She pushed her hips against Tommy’s face. “Just give me want we both want…please!”
Letting go of her wrists, Tommy slowly slipped the ruined panties off her body tossing them somewhere behind them on the floor.