Chapter Six
Tamara straddled Grant and lowered herself onto his c**k. He grinned up at her as they f****d but she didn’t smile back. She was tired today, and their lovemaking had seemed like too much bother. After a few minutes, Grant’s smile faded and he lifted her off of him.
“You know what, Taryn, don’t do me any favors. I paid you for s*x and some punishment, but you looking bored when my c**k is inside you? Not so much.”
“My name is Tamara,” she said suddenly. Yes, she was tired. Tired of the subterfuge with her name. This, this woman who f****d for money, who beat men – and women – for money, this was who she was.
Grant shrugged. “Should I care?”
This was why she liked him. He was as much a sociopath as she was. There would be no declarations of love between them but they both k
