Back at the club, Mike-Mike and Tonja just finished up another great tryst. Missing her from the party, he’d searched the club until he found her in the skybox. There they discussed the disturbing comment he’d made at the table.
Though Mike-Mike wouldn’t mind putting a bullet in Reno’s head just for being in the way of his own happiness, he promised Tonja that her child’s father would not be harmed by him or any of his crew.
Relieved and trusting Mike-Mike to continue to be a man of his word, Tonja attacked him with passion. Much passion.
Unable to resist her, Mike-Mike allowed Tonja to have her way with him and then some. Now they were sated and smiling in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“You need anything for your baby girl?” Mike-Mike asked as Tonja clung to his glistening frame in the large leather recliner. He’d just sweated off another five pounds with her. If they kept this up, he was not going to have a weight problem for much longer.
Tonja smiled, pleased that Mike-Mike was always so conscious of her daughter’s needs. “No. Rena is fine.”
“What about you? You need anything?”
“I’m fine, too.” Tonja squeezed him tighter. “Matter of fact, I got everything I need right here.”
Mike-Mike smiled and kissed her shiny forehead. It was at that very moment that he realized…he was in love!
© 2008 by Suprina Frazier