Chapter 167: Work Assignments

The woman's voice lingered in the air, a low, intoxicating thread of sound. Tom, in his forties and already a little out of breath, was still going at it with energy. Each thrust drew a soul-stirring moan from her, a breathless, seductive ah, ah, ah that curled around the room. "Tom, you've had your fun. We'll give you five percent of the cut. That should be enough, right?" Even as her body rocked with his, she didn't forget to talk business. Tom panted, the corners of his mouth twitching, his...