Reno continued smiling as he removed the strand of hair from Trina’s smooth brown face. And soon his look changed. And Trina could see that look in his eyes: a look she knew sowell. And in true Reno fashion, he had her, just like that, feeling it too.
He removed her off of him and laid her onto her back. Then he flung open her bathrobe as if it wasn’t tied at all, placed his arms inside of that robe and around her naked body, and began kissing her on the mouth for several minutes, and then on her breasts for several more, and then down below for even longer than that.
When he couldn’t hold out any longer and they both were on the verge of cumming from his mouth action alone, he moved up, entered her with a hard thrust, and made love to her again.
They started out fast, with a pounding kind of love that had their bed shaking too, and they only got faster. Reno held onto Trina as he did her, and Trina held on too. He tried with all he had to keep it going for as long as he could. But that wasn’t very long. Trina did something to his body that no other woman could match. And she was doing him in spades that morning.
Within minutes they both were cumming.
Within minutes they both had cum so hard that they disgorged every ounce of everything they had within them. It was an even harder cum than they experienced last night.
And when they finished, it had an even more profound effect on Reno too. Trina could feel his heart hammering against her chest. She looked at him and wondered if he was going to be okay.
Trina was breathing so heavily to Reno that he looked at her, too, and wondered if she was going to be okay.
When they both realized what they were doing, they smiled. And that look of love came into Reno’s eyes again. And he kissed her again.
But this time Trina pushed him off of her. “Nope. Get up,” she said as she got out of bed.
“I was just getting started,” he said disingenuously. They both knew he didn’t have an ounce left in him.
“I’m not playing with you, Reno,” she said as she began tying back up her bathrobe as she headed for the door. “Come down before the children leave so they can at least see their father for two minutes today. And remember we have dinner with Sal and Gemma tonight. No excuses,” she said, glancing back at him, and then she left the room.
Reno laid his head back as his smile slowly evaporated. He’d be a basket case if he lost Trina, and he knew it. But as he got up, went into the bathroom and urinated for a long time, that was why he knew he could never lose Trina.
And he had to start acting like it.
He finished peeing, washed his hands, put on his bathrobe, and headed downstairs too.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
When Reno came downstairs, he was shocked to see Dommi at all. But he was equally shocked to see him sitting at the head of the breakfast table as if he ran that shit. And he was laughing and talking with his siblings as if he’d already been anointed king of the hill.
Reno almost said something, but Trina, to keep the peace, quickly got up from the other end of the table to let Reno sit down. But to Reno it looked as if she was acquiescing to Dommi too. As if she respected his new role as a mob boss just like those two capos that escorted him into Reno’s office yesterday did. It reminded Reno when he became the enforcer in his father’s outfit when he was still a teenager. Or when he wasn’t much older than Dommi and became the general manager of the PaLargio before buying it outright. He had machismo. But did Dominic have it too?
Since he wasn’t sure yet, he didn’t give his presumptuous son a tongue-lashing and, instead, sat down in the chair Trina had vacated.
“Daddy,” Sophia said, “Dommi looks different. Don’t he?”
“He certainly looks out of place,” Reno said, giving Dommi a hard look. But he’d be lying if he didn’t see what Sophie was seeing too: Hedidlook different! “I thought your ass was on my plane heading for Jersey.”
“I went by the safe house to pick up Kasi Arvanatti, but I wasn’t satisfied with her answers.”
This interested Reno. “Oh yeah?”
“I stayed overnight at the house until I could check out her story completely.”
“Did it check out?”
“Before you answer that,” Trina said, “Sophie and Carmine, you’re excused.”
“Ah Ma!” they both said in unison. “I can understand Carmine being excused,” Sophia said, “but I’m a grown-ass woman.”
“And you’re gonna get a grown-ass foot up your ass if you don’t do what Ma said,” said Dommi.
They all looked at him. Jimmy was shocked. Reno and Trina were thinking he had some nerve.
But Sophia was stunned. Was this that same stupid brother who used to drive her nuts when they were younger? But he had that hard look in his eyes that he used to lay on her whenever they were kids in danger and he needed her to trust him completely. It scared her then. It scared her now.
