Tamed:#2 in the Fit Trilogy

By: Rebekah Weatherspoon


Nailah switched the book of samples to her other hand as she stepped out of her car. She almost dropped her phone, but dropped her Prada bag instead. Extra-fucking-late couldn’t begin to describe what she was for dinner with her family, but she didn’t quite care at that moment. Her day had been a success. She’d landed two new clients through referrals and received some promising news from her brother on a new investment property. Everything was going along just fine until a hiccup with some granite she’d ordered for a client had thrown off her whole afternoon schedule.

As she stepped around the back of her car, her heel caught the slightest tangle of grass and she almost dropped all her stuff again. “Shit!”

“What’s wrong?” her assistant Maura asked through the phone.

“Nothing. Dropped my bag on the street and then I almost ate pavement. What were you saying?”

“I was saying if you’re going to treat your crazy expensive handbag like shit you should just give it to me.”

“I got you the same bag for your birthday, you little asshole! Tell me what Mrs. Levitz said.”

“She loved the mock-up, but she was hoping we could change a few of the colors. She thought the brown was a little too dark. She wants you to come by tomorrow.”

Nailah quickly thought through her schedule for the next day. She’d been working for herself for a year, and in those twelve months her interior design company, NSL Designs, had taken off. It helped that her brother was a professional flipper, a master of real estate who sent dozens of clients her way, but she’d built a respectable list off her online portfolio alone. Mrs. Levitz, a widow on the mend, had asked her to redesign her whole house. It was Nailah’s summer project.

“I have the morning, right? Call her and ask her if 10:00 a.m. is okay.”

“Are you excited to see Kalli again?” Maura asked, with a giggle. Nailah’s smile matched Maura’s giddy tone. It had been two days too long since she’d been with her trainer. Their workouts kept her in great shape. The sex they had kept her sane. Nailah didn’t have time to date, but she had to get some quality sex from someone, and who better than from a man she already paid for his other services? The no strings, emotionless arrangement she had with Kalli fit her busy schedule perfectly. Tomorrow they were on for 3:00 p.m. on the dot.

Nailah fished her keys out of her bag and let herself into her parents’ house.

“Excited isn’t the right word. Let’s just say I’ll be happy to relieve some of this stress.”

“Well are you least going anywhere fun this time?” Maura giggled again. She was engaged, but Nailah knew her own sex life was more exciting than whatever Maura and her fiancé were up to.

“I’m meeting Kalli at the park. Jesus—!” Nailah gasped as her preteen cousin jumped into the hallway.

“No! No, you’re not!” the kid sang.

“Is that Aziza?” Maura asked.

“Yeah. It’s going to be a long summer. Hold this.” Nailah shoved her sample book into Aziza’s hands then playful pinched the little girl’s shoulder. “What do you know?”

“I know you’re not seeing your trainer tomorrow. Uncle fired him.”


“Uncle fired your trainer. He fucked up bad.”

“Hey, watch your language. Maura, let me call you back.” Nailah ended her call with her assistant then shoved her phone into her bag. All the while, Aziza was bouncing back and forth on the balls of her feet.

“Why are you so hyper?” Nailah asked.

“You wanna see?”

“See what?”

“Here. Hold this.” Aziza shoved the sample book back into Nailah’s hands, then started going through her own cellphone. “That Kalli guy gets around.”

Nailah gave up on her armful of crap and put her bag and samples on the floor so she could take Aziza’s phone. What she saw was…not good. A picture of Kalli with an older woman. She was bent over an outdoor barbecue, her yoga pants down around her ankles. Kalli’s dick was firmly inside of her, that much was obvious. Nailah swallowed the unusual rage that bubbled up into her throat.

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