Free Tameka's Smile by Zena Wynn

style, came to mid-thigh on her. She slid her feet into a pair of flip-flops and headed for the door, Chad one step behind.
    When she saw her car, she muttered words under her breath that would have had her former pastor flinching and giving her a stern look. “Those were brand new tires. Not even a month old.
    How am I supposed to get to work? I only have one spare.” She felt like kicking her car.
    “What time do you need to be there? I can drive you into town, pick up another tire, and change them while you’re at work. I’m off today, remember?”
    She forgot about her anger when she remembered why he was off today. She went to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, hugging him tight. “How you doing today?” He lifted her head from his chest and bent down to kiss her.
    “Better, thanks to you.”
    Tameka snatched her head away and covered her mouth.
    “Morning breath,” she mumbled through her hand.
    His eyes narrowed and his chest swelled. “If you won’t let me kiss those lips, I’ll just have kiss your other set. Either way, I’m getting my morning kiss.”
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    Her eyes widened over the top of her hand as his meaning sank in. She took a step back. “Let me just brush my…Chad!” He swept her off of her feet and placed her on the hood of her car. While she tried to find purchase on the slippery surface, he pried open her thighs and dove in for his kiss. The kiss went on, long and deep, until she was screaming his name.
    “I’ve been wanting to do this since I first met you that day by the road,” he said as his pants hit the ground. He draped her legs over his shoulders and plunged home.

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Tameka sighed as she entered the town’s limits, remembering the way Chad took her on the hood of the car an hour earlier. She was getting wet just thinking of it. The things this man did to her, the way he made her respond, was beyond comprehension.
    As they neared the shop, she noticed a crowd of men hanging around the entrance. She sat up straight in her seat. Dear Lord, look at them . Pure beef cake material. There wasn’t an ugly one in the bunch. She unconsciously fanned herself. Man, they grew ‘em big in the mountains. If she’d known the men were this attractive, she’d have made it a point to visit Momma E. while she was still alive. “Hubba, hubba. Come to momma,” she murmured.
    Chad slammed on brakes and shoved the gear into park.
    “Son of a …” The expression on his face did not bode well.
    Tameka fumbled for the door handle, eyes still trying to take in all of the eye candy in front of her.
    He laid his hand on her arm. “Stay put.” As he got out of the car and came around the front, they became the center of attention.
    “Wonder what they want?” she asked the empty car.
    “Is that her?” she heard one of them ask.
    “Don’t know. Can’t see through the glare on the windshield,” another responded.
    “Can’t be. She wouldn’t be with him. Least wise, not this quick. She just got here and she’s kept mostly to herself. Nobody moves that fast, ‘cept maybe Alex and that was different.” She 55

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    couldn’t see which one offered this opinion.
    Tameka forgot about the men when a rumble that sounded suspiciously like a growl rolled out of Chad. He seemed to grow larger before her eyes. Some of the men looked wary. She could have sworn a few growled back. What on earth was going on?
    Chad held the door open. As she exited the car, Lulu came out. “Time to go, fellas. Barber’s not on duty ‘til tomorrow. Be sure to make your appointment with Mona before leaving.” Then she opened the shop door. “You, inside. You can leave now. You’ve already set yours. No need to linger.” There were more inside? Tameka stared. All these men wanted haircuts? She tried to pull her arm loose from the grip Chad had on it. Instead of letting go, he pulled her closer to his body. It didn’t take a Ph.D. to recognize the “hands off, mine!”