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pulled out of Tasha, turned her toward him, then picked her up. He placed his stiff dick inside her again and pumped in and out of her while holding her in midair.
    â€œOh my God,” she whispered in delight as he carried her around his office.
    He reached his office door and pressed her against it as he continued to sex her.
    â€œDamn, baby,” Troy huffed and puffed.
    He got so loud that Tasha had to put her hand over his mouth.
    â€œI’m about to nut,” he exclaimed.
    â€œNut for me, baby,” she whispered, popping her pussy even harder, trying to get hers in too. She felt the gush between her legs as she came.
    A few seconds later, Troy gripped her ass tightly as he experienced the best orgasm of his life.
    After quickly releasing Tasha, he put his hand around his length and pumped every single ounce of cum out of himself and into the tip of the condom.
    Tasha pulled her dress down and straightened it out. “So . . . do we have a deal?” she asked.
    â€œAre you crazy? Hell yeah, we got a deal.” He breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath after that workout. “Whatever you want,” he replied breathlessly as he began to clean himself up with some napkins he removed from around a paper cup of coffee.
    Tasha, accustomed to getting her way, smiled. “Good. I need you to do it tonight.”
    â€œTonight?” Troy questioned. “I need a little bit more time for that. I have to make sure I get the right men for the job, if you know what I’m saying. How about tomorrow night?”
    â€œTomorrow night will be too late,” Tasha told him. “You know how the game is. Anything can change between now and tomorrow night. You need to make that hit tonight, or it might not even be worth it.” Tasha walked up to Troy seductively. “And you know damn well it was worth it. Might even be worth a little somethin’-somethin’ extra . . . if you know what I mean.”
    â€œOh, I know what you mean all right, sweet thang.” He looked Tasha up and down. “Tell you what—let me make a few calls. Now that I’m looking at things from another perspective”—He gave Tasha the once-over—“I think tonight is doable.”
    â€œGood.” Tasha smiled. “I’m glad you took another look at things.” She winked and then said, “So tonight, after you do your part, we’ll split everything up sixty-forty, my favor.”
    Troy frowned as he pulled up his slacks. “Sixty-forty? What happened to fifty-fifty?”
    â€œWell, Officer Troy, I, too, had to take another look at things. And, well, you know”—She looked down at herself—“this pussy ain’t free.” Tasha blew him a kiss as she sashayed away.
    She opened the door to find a group of men standing there and eyeing her as if they were imagining what it would be like to be in Troy’s shoes.
    â€œGentlemen,” she greeted them, maneuvering between the men and exiting the building. She couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face. She was about to gain her independence from Manolo. That was definitely something to smile about.
    Tasha also knew that afterwards, she, Halleigh, and Mimi would have to lay low. She decided that she would go back to her hometown of New York for a while until things cooled off. She thought about the bricks she would soon have on her hands to unload and turn into cash. That wasn’t her forte, but she knew just who could help her do it. She was looking forward to the future now. After tonight, she hoped to be on the first flight out of Flint to New York. She couldn’t wait to share the good news with Halleigh and Mimi as she made her way back to the house.
    As Tasha drove, she thought momentarily about Manolo and what her betrayal would do to him. The more she thought about her relationship with him, the more she realized that Manolo had never done her wrong, not even once,