MOB BOSS 6: THE HEART OF RENO GABRINI (Mob Boss Series) (8 page)

“You
didn’t even know she existed until yesterday.
 
He could have eloped with her months ago and you wouldn’t have known
it.”

“Yeah,
but you would have.
 
And if he was ever
talking in that direction you would have let me know about it.
 
He tells you everything, thank God.
 
He would have told you if he planned to marry
her.”

“That’s
true,” Trina said, leaning back against the headrest.
 
“He’s certainly in love, and I wasn’t going
to expose that until he was ready to expose it himself.
 
But he hasn’t mentioned anything about
committing the rest of his life to her.”

“Perish
the thought!
 
My son with that gold
digger?
 
Please!”

“She
said she was in school.”

“She’s
in school, all right.
 
She schools that
sugar daddy every time he pops over to that place he’s paying for.”

Trina
laughed.
 
Then thought about
something.
 
She looked at Reno.
 
“You ever been somebody’s sugar daddy, Reno?”

Reno
glanced back at her, then looked back at the road.
 
“I’ve had arrangements in that direction with
a female here and there.
 
If that’s what
you mean.”

“Arrangements?”

“Yeah.
 
I pay the bills.”
 
Then Reno smiled.
 
“And they school me whenever I drop in.”

Trina
playfully pushed Reno.

“Just
like you’re gonna school me when we get home,” he added.

“Wait
on that lesson if you want,” replied Trina.

Reno
looked at her.
 
“Oh, yeah?” he said.

“Oh,
yeah,” she said.

“Okay,
Miss Big Shot,” he said and then laid on the gas, causing his Porsche to propel
forward.
 
But instead of driving them
home, he made a turn and then a couple additional turns, and then headed down a
wooded road.

“Where
are we going?” Trina asked him, looking around at the sudden desolate place.

“No-where,”
Reno said and then stopped his car.
 
He
turned the powerful engine off and killed the lights.
 
He pushed his seat back further and began
unbuckling and unzipping his pants.

“Reno,”
Trina said, half-excited and half-wary.

“Don’t
Reno me,” he said.
 
“Come here.”

When
he pulled out his dick, and Trina realized how aroused it already was, she knew
he wasn’t joking.

“We
can’t,” she said.
 
“What if somebody
comes?”

“We’ll
tell them school is in session so get lost.
 
Now come here.”

Trina
looked at Reno’s erection and began to feel the urge herself.
 
This was crazy, she thought, but she went to
him anyway.

He
placed her on his lap facing him, tore the seat of her panties, and began to
massage her with his fingers.
 
That move
alone caused Trina to sigh in anticipation.

“Pull’em
out, Tree,” Reno ordered her as he began to unzip her dress halfway.
 
“I want to taste them again.”

Trina
knew exactly what he meant.
 
She slipped
her arms out of her unzipped dress and exposed her bra.
 
Then she lifted her bra over her breasts,
causing them to spill out, and causing Reno to immediately capture one and then
the other one with his mouth.

Trina
arched as Reno licked and sucked her.
 
She sighed as his fingers moved deeper inside of her with a rapid in and
out poking that made her began to get moist.

“Think
you’re ready to school me?” Reno asked as he sucked and poked.

“What
do you think?”

“Not
yet,” he said as he continued.

“Why
not?” she asked almost breathlessly.

“Because
you haven’t fed me yet,” he said and tossed her onto the passenger seat onto
her back, her hair bouncing up and then falling around her face.
 
He then opened her legs wider, put his head
between her thighs, and began licking her and eating her as if he had been
craving her for months.
 

Trina
knew it was crazy, having sex in a car in the middle of nowhere, but the
craziness of Reno’s action was equally matched by the excitement of it.
 
And by the unmatched sensuality as his tongue
licked her folds until they were red and wrinkled.
 

And
then it was time.

“Oh,
baby,” Reno said as he usually said when he couldn’t hold out much longer.
 

He
got on his knees, lifted her legs, and positioned his dick at the opening of
her vagina.
 
And then he entered that
sweet place.
 

His
eyes rolled back, and his head followed, as soon as he felt that
sweetness.
 
And he began to fuck her,
pushing his dick in and out of her in a rhythm that kept bordering on
mania.
 
But he managed to maintain his
control, and kept it steady with every stroke, until the strokes began to pile
up.
  
Until the strokes began to feel
like punctures right at the heart of her most sensual spots.
 
And her response to his perfect scores
ignited his own response.
 

She
came first, but he soon followed.
 
There
wasn’t room in the car for her to arch and stretch, and Reno understood
that.
 
He therefore pulled her body up to
his and held her as she came.
 
He was now
experiencing his deepest penetration as he held her.
 
And he couldn’t stop stroking.
 
Even though she was tightening and he was pulsating
and both of them were caught in the sensations of an overload of intense
feelings, he kept putting it on both of them with strokes that prolonged their
beautiful agony.
 
Until she could tighten
no more and his dick was so poured out that it was beginning to go limp.

He
held Trina even closer as they remained in place, with his dick still inside of
her and her wetness still saturating him.

“You’re
one hellava teacher,” he said in a voice that was barely a whisper.
        

CHAPTER FOUR

Reno
was glad to be back.
 
He walked around
the huge casino inside the PaLargio as if he owned the place.
 
Which, he thought slyly, he did.
 
But he was thrilled to be back.
 
Everybody knew him, so he could barely get
two feet without being stopped and spoken to and given a thank-you for creating
such a positive environment.

He
also couldn’t stop noticing Lee Jones and Trina.
 
They were near the back of the casino in a
group discussion with two other men.
 
Fran claimed many times that the two were always hanging around each
other, but Reno would dismiss such talk with a wave of his hand.
 
Trina was the senior president of the PaLargio
and Lee was its chief operating officer.
 
They were supposed to be in constant contact.
 

But
as Reno made his way around the massive casino, talking and speaking and
laughing with his guests, he kept noticing something that went further than
mere professional contact.
 
He noticed
how Lee, who was standing next to Trina in the group, kept placing his hand on
the small of her back or kept brushing her bare arm repeatedly.
 
Every time Reno looked over there, he was
doing that.
 
What the fuck he kept
touching her for, Reno wanted to know.
 
And the way Trina so casually mentioned that he was helping with the
boutique was beginning to bother him.
 
Why would Lee need to be involved in some ladies boutique, anyway, Reno
now wanted to know?
 

But
Reno couldn’t get any of those questions answered right now.
 
He was being bombarded by too many
people.
 
A man like him go away for a
week, when he returned he had to expect another week of outsized
attention.
  
He kept his eye on his wife
and his most trusted executive, but that was about all he could do about it
right now.

Until
later that same day.
 
Lee Jones, who was
a very busy man, found himself sitting in Reno’s waiting room waiting to be
seen.
 
When Trina, who was passing by on
her way to her own office, saw him, she walked pass then backed back up.

She
walked up to him.
 
“Why are you sitting
out here?” she asked him.
 
Reno’s
secretary glanced at her when she said that.

“Your
husband phoned and ordered me to his office,” Lee replied.

“What
about?”

“My
constant contact with you, is what he said on the phone.”

“Your
what?” she asked surprised, and then realized what he meant.
 
That
Fran
, she thought.
 
“You can get back
to work, Lee,” she said.
 
“I’ll take care
of it.”

“Are
you sure?” Lee asked, standing to his feet.
 
“I don’t wanna feel the wrath of Reno.”

Trina
smiled.
 
“You won’t, don’t worry.”

“I do
have people to see this afternoon.”

“Then
go see them.
 
I’ll handle Reno.”

Lee
squeezed Trina’s arm.
 
“Thanks, Tree,” he
said and left.

Then
Trina thought about Reno, and the fact that he would let Fran’s nonsense cause
him to waste Lee’s valuable time like this.
 
And her anger rose.
 
She hurried
toward his office.

“He’s
in a
do not disturb
meeting, ma’am,”
his secretary quickly said, rising to her feet.
 
But Trina barged in anyway.
 

Reno
was standing at his conference table with a team of architects surrounding him.
 
He was in shirtsleeves and designer
suspenders, and was reviewing blueprints as if he were reviewing a monumental
document.
 
He looked up, however, when
Trina walked into his office.

She
didn’t have to say a word for Reno to know something was bugging her.
 
That fire in her eyes gave it away for Reno.
 
“A few minutes, gentlemen,” he said and the
architects immediately left the office.
 
He walked over his wife.

“What’s
got your panties in such a twist?” he asked her.

“Why
would you order Lee to your office over some Fran bullshit?”

Reno
frowned.
 
“What Fran bullshit?”

“She’s
getting ready to leave town on her European vacation, but she still has to stir
up trouble on her way out the door.”

“What
are you talking about?”

“I’m
talking about Lee!
 
What constant contact
you want to talk to him about?”

Reno
didn’t realize she knew about that.
 
“He’s still out there I take it?”

“No.
 
I told him to go on about his business.
 
That man doesn’t have time for this
foolishness, Reno.”

“I
don’t have time for foolishness either, who do you think you’re talking
to?
 
He touches you entirely too much and
I want to tell him, man to man, to cut that shit out.
 
And I am going to tell him that.”

“But
that’s nothing and you know it.
 
He’s
just being friendly.
 
I’ll tell him to
lay off.”

“Be
that as it may.
 
But if it’s okay with
you I would rather tell him that myself thank-you.
 
I mean what’s up with him all of a sudden?”

“What
are you talking about?”

“I’m
talking about that boutique.
 
And the way
you so casually mentioned that he’ll be a partner in that boutique of yours.”

“He’ll
be more like a consultant.
 
He’ll provide
us with technical expertise.
 
He’s Gemma’s
cousin, remember?
 
They are related,
hello?
 
She wanted his input.
 
And Liz and I agreed.
 
Period.
 
I don’t see why you think you need to worry about that.”