Page 58 of Dreaming

“Again…?” Nia’s mouth dropped open. “Harlow, you slut.”

“I know it.” Looking at TJ, she said, “I fly out in three days. I have shit to do, a life to lead, that doesn’t have room for you in it.”

Tennison nodded seriously. “Alright.” With a sigh, he added, “I guess three long, hard days of fucking will have to do then.”

“I didn’t…”

“Quit protesting what I know you want and get your fine as fuck self on the dance floor, Miss Delkin. Damn.”

In the many years Nia had known Harlow, she’d never seen the woman back down from a fight.

Not with anyone.

The way Harlow reacted to men almost had an undercurrent of violence and resentment.

Nia watched with fascination and a little fear as her friend drew herself to her full height, pointed at Dennis’ cousin, and inhaled deeply.

Harlow destroyed men.

It was kind of her thing.

“Tennison, I suggest you be prepared to deliver what I want, as many times as I want, without running your mouth. It will be otherwise occupied.”

“You are the mouthiest female I’ve ever met.” Grinning, he shook his head. “Still refuse to call me TJ?”

“I will not refer to you with initials. You’re a grown man.”

“Well,” he shrugged, “Tennison it is then. Let’s go. Shake that ass with me and I’ll deliver what you want and a few things you don’t realize you need.”

“Fine,” she shot back through gritted teeth and stormed around him. “I need a fucking drink first.”

Tennison winked at Dennis and whispered, “I’ve got her all the way fucked up. It’s goddamn glorious.”

“You like her?” Nia asked in confusion. They didn’t seem like they got along at all.

“Hell no. We’ve been fighting since I got here. She’s rude, spoiled, and refuses to compromise on anything. Lord, I can’t imagine the hell she gives her family.”

He dropped his voice with a smile. “However, that bitchy white girl possesses a golden motherfucking pussy and I plan to make it mine. She’s gonna be so pissed when she finds out.”

Shooting his cuffs, Tennison scoped out the room and headed to the bar where Harlow was somehow sipping a martini angrily.

“I don’t get the, uh, golden pussy thing, Dennis.”

Nia watched Harlow put her hands on her hips and make an expression of fury before letting Tennison lead her to the dance floor.

“That’s like the holy grail for men in my family. It’s kind of like love at first sight only…for our cocks.”

He took her in his arms and loved that she always came to him happily, easily.

“You have one. First touch, first taste, first fuck. Once you experience it, it’s an addiction. You can never, ever get enough.”

“But…they don’t like each other, Dennis.”

“Doesn’t matter. He’ll put it on her until she’s as addicted to him as he is to her. He’ll keep making her want more until one of them caves. Their shit will be a lot rockier than ours, baby. He won’t stop and she won’t want him to but I’m sure she’ll fight her feelings anyway. Should be entertaining.”

“That is so stressful.”

“A golden pussy is the feel, the flavor, and the fit. The perfect storm for the cocks that run in my family.”

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