TJ "The Snake" Robinson finally has Tamela Marie Jones the woman he has pursued for the last several years exactly where he wants her, at the altar. Making Tamela his wife is all that matters. He's willing to deal with whatever consequences that result from his less than upfront methods of achieving his goal.
Tamela Marie Jones can't believe her sudden bad luck. Damn, if it wasn't one thing it was another. Two of her best dancers have food poisoning. Why did it have to be right before her company was scheduled to do the annual party for billionaire businessman Terry Wells? Well she wasn't about to let this stop her, clients were paying for fantasies and that's exactly what they would get.
What will happen when Tamela realizes that her very own boyfriend is also a client? More importantly, will she go along when his fantasy is a lush wedding to none other than herself?
Unfortunately, he had to make a generous donation to Treveon Wells to get him to go along with his scheme. This billionaire businessman was selling fantasies at his charity ball this year and TJ knew he needed his cooperation in order for his plan to work. The money would be distributed to the various charities that were to benefit from the event so even though he couldn’t stand Wells, it made him feel good that the money would be put to good use. In some ways, he hoped that his plans didn’t back fire on him. After all, he’d be tricking the woman he loved into marrying him and trust was already a major issue for her.
“Hey baby, what’cha doing in here? You’re not cheating on me with some computer hoochie are you?”
Looking up from the computer screen he smiled at Tamela as she breezed over to him and sat down in his lap kissing him softly on the lips.
“Please, after the way you whipped it on me last night you can ask me that.”
“What else am I supposed to think? I wake up and you’re gone. Then I turn on the TV, watch a full episode of Jerry Springer and Maury and still no TJ. I come down here and you’re in front of the computer.”
Shifting Tamela to the side slightly to accommodate his now present erection, TJ’s eyes took in the fact she had nothing on beneath her thin robe that had opened with his movements. Lowering his head, he licked between her breasts as he opened the robe wider.
“Returning business e-mails baby. Nothing more. There’s not a woman alive that could lure me away from you.”
“Yeah, yeah that’s what all you men say to pacify your woman.”
Pushing his chair back more so that he could lay Tamela down in his lap better, TJ molded his hands to her breasts before bringing one to his lips and gently sucking. He treated both breasts to the same adoration before he replied.