Chapter 144 Michael

• “There,” I tell her as I end the call to Tammy, my assistant. “Your father’s debt will be gone by the end of the day.”
• We’re in the Range Rover. Tatiana’s at the wheel. She begged me to let her shower and get some better clothes on before we left, but I wasn’t having that. I like her the way she is. I’ve had enough of the Manhattan gold-diggers and their tight dresses and plastic surgery. Tatiana is real, honest, and driving my dick wild.
• I want to tell her to pull off the main road so I can bend her over the back seat and bury my cock inside her. The way her hair drapes over her delicate shoulders draws my eyes to her breasts. She’s braless, and her nipples are hard. I’m dying to see them…get my lips around them while I slide my hand between her legs.