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Chapters (26)
  1. Cover
  2. ALSO BY SHANNON HOLMES
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  6. PROLOGUE
  7. CHAPTER 1
  8. CHAPTER 2
  9. CHAPTER 3
  10. CHAPTER 4
  11. CHAPTER 5
  12. CHAPTER 6
  13. CHAPTER 7
  14. CHAPTER 8
  15. CHAPTER 9
  16. CHAPTER 10
  17. CHAPTER 11
  18. CHAPTER 12
  19. CHAPTER 13
  20. CHAPTER 14
  21. CHAPTER 15
  22. CHAPTER 16
  23. CHAPTER 17
  24. CHAPTER 18
  25. CHAPTER 19
  26. AFTERWORD

Tender sucked her teeth. “I can’t fuck wit you like dat,” she said. “I’m good! … Now excuse me, I gotta go make my money.”

Jules thought he had laid his mack down. She took him by surprise.

“You li’l nappy-head, bum-bitch! Dig dis here, I’m tryin’ ta help you out. Bitch, you can’t help me or hurt me,” he barked. “Ho, fa e’ryone of ya dat say no, a dozen of ya say yes. One monkey don’t stop no show! Bitch, dis Jules! I do what I do! … I shoulda known betta dan ta fuck wit ya renegade-affiliated ass. You, Kat and Goldie can eat a dick, fa all I care … Anyway, you might as well let me pimp you, cause Kat gonna do it anyway. Yo, I swear ta God I’ma hurt one a you sluts one day …”

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Tender thought. Most dudes couldn’t handle rejection well, and Jules was definitely one of them. But Jules also didn’t make idle threats.

Tender walked away from him. He could disrespect her verbally all he wanted to, just as long as he didn’t put his hands on her.

There was work to do and money to be made and she didn’t need a pimp to do it. She stepped right to her business. Spotting a regular customer, she moved right up on him.

“What’z up, Daddy?” she said seductively, trying to stroke his ego. “I missed you. Where you been? Lemme find out—you cheatin’ on me?”

Tender was good about talking to her customers and even gave them good advice. Guys felt at ease and let down their guard with her. She gave them special attention and everything else they didn’t get at home—eagerly, they gave up that cash—before, during and after.

Tender got him to buy her an overpriced drink at the bar, which she let just sit in front of her. She needed to fulfill her drink minimum. Somehow, though, as they continued to talk, she rubbed his thigh and managed to brush her breasts up against him numerous times.

“So what’z it gonna be tanite, Daddy? You watchin’ or you participatin’?”

A sly smile quickly spread across his face. That told her what time it was. He was ready to make that move to the VIP room. Tender gently grabbed his hand and led him there.

After he handed her the money, Tender reached into her black Gucci clutch bag and grabbed a condom.

She placed the condom on his penis and assumed a position between his legs. She knew just what he liked. She sucked on his penis like life depended on it, keeping her eyes locked in on his the whole time. Her eyes said, “cum for me. Bust a nut in my mouth, Daddy.” He came back to Tender time and time again, just for this.