Reno and Son: Don't Mess with Jim (The Mob Boss Series) (19 page)

As Tommy continued to look out of the
window, questioning his own behavior, Sal was just coming out of the Nursery
after peeping in on the kids, and was now walking around the corridors that led
to Reno’s wing of the massive penthouse.
 
There was silence corridor after corridor until Sal entered Reno’s
wing.
 
He immediately heard noise.
 

It wasn’t until he got up to their closed
bedroom door did he realize what the sound was.
 
First he just heard the bedsprings whining, and then he heard the sound
of sexual juices as Reno was undoubtedly putting it into Trina hard.
 
He smiled, and started physically missing
Gemma, but he headed back up front.
 
There was a time when he would have interrupted them just for the hell
of it.
  
But not now.
 
Because he’d want to kill the motherfucker
who interrupted him and his lady.
 

When he came back up front, Tommy turned
around from the window.
 
“Where’s Reno?”

“In the back,” Sal said as he headed for a
chair.

“What’s he doing in the back?”

“Fucking, what else?” Sal said this so
nonchalantly that it caused Tommy to glance at Val.
 
Just as he suspected, she was an
innocent.
 
She looked mortified that he
would come out and say such a thing.
 
Jimmy realized it too, as he walked over to Tommy and handed him a
drink.
    
He then went over to Val, and
gave her a hug.
 

In the master bedroom, Reno was in a loving
mood too, as he lay between Trina’s thighs, her legs wide open, and he
continued to lick her.
 
Sal was
wrong.
 
He thought the noise was from
Reno’s penetration, but he hadn’t even gotten there yet.
 
The bedsprings were whining because of
Trina’s constant arching and spasms every time Reno licked her.
 
And the sound of sexual juices was Reno
lapping up those juices.
 
He was licking
her for the longest time.
 
He was
breathing heavily as he licked her.
 
It
had been a rough night, and they had only marginally gotten some sleep, and
this morning it felt as if they needed to release tension once again and
release it quickly.

Only this wasn’t going quickly at all.
 
They were both enjoying it too much.
 
Reno couldn’t stop licking her and opening
her folds wider with his fingers, and then eating her as if he was consuming a
wonderful meal.
 
Reno loved her pussy,
and devoured it often, but even Trina felt that this was different.
 
He was emasculating it.
 
He was sucking it so hard, licking and eating
it so long, that she was having orgasm after orgasm.
 

And he still wouldn’t let up.
 
He continued to eat her.
 
Reno was so addicted to her smell, to her
taste, to
her
, that he wasn’t certain
if he could ever force himself to stop.
 
As soon as he thought about entering her, he would be ready to
stop.
 
But then she’d move her little
body in just a certain way and he would want one more lick, one more suck, one
more bite.

It was Trina who finally interrupted his
meal.
 
She knew she had one more orgasm
in her, but she wanted it to be through his dick.
 
She therefore grabbed him by the shoulders
and pulled him up to her.
 
He, being
Reno, began sucking her breasts as he made his way further up. Trina so loved
the way he did her there that she found herself, once again, lost in his
love.
 
Her eyes went hooded again and her
body began to spasm from the intensity of the feelings.
 
And Reno remained at her breasts, sucking and
kissing and squeezing them, for far longer than either had intended.

Then he looked at her.
 
It was time.
 
It was astounding that he hadn’t come already.
 
But it was time.

He stared lovingly at her as she took his
penis in her small hand, rubbed her hand along its now rock-hard ridges, and
then guided it to her slit.
 
He thought
he was going to cum when she began rubbing it, but he held on.
 
He allowed her to be his guide.
 
But as soon as she positioned it, he pushed
into a slit that was already so moist that it felt like silk to the touch for
Reno’s dick.
 
He groaned as that
silkiness mixed with his pre-cum and intoxicated him.
 
His eyes dilated with the pleasure of the
feel.
 
And he found the strength to push
further in and further in until he was all in.

“Oh, my darling Tree,” he said to his wife
in a breathless voice as his dick began to stroke her pussy with long lasting
strokes.
 
He laid down on top of her, and
wrapped her into his arms, as he stroked her.
 
She wrapped her legs around his ass, and started rubbing her feet
against his crack, as he stroked her.
  
She could already hear his heartbeat, and could feel his sweat as his
chest rubbed against her juicy breasts, and there was never a time when she
felt more alive than when Reno stress-fucked her.
 
It was the oddest thing.
 
Every time with him was great.
 
But these times, when Reno had had a rough
night, seemed to bring out the animal in him and he could fuck her for hours.

And it would have went on for hours more, but
there were knocks at their bedroom door.
 
It was Jimmy.

“Pop, I hate to disturb you,” he said from
the other side of the door, “but Uncle Tommy and Uncle Sal are here.”

But Reno couldn’t stop.
 
He was glad to know they had arrived, and he
knew it was major for them to drop everything and come, but he couldn’t
stop.
 
He kept fucking his wife even as
his son was waiting for an answer.
 
He
kept pushing his dick deeper inside of her, even as he knew it couldn’t last
forever.
 
But he couldn’t stop now, and he
couldn’t speak.

Trina knew it too.
 
Reno was so into their lovemaking that only
an explosion could have stopped him.
 
“We’ll be there, Jimmy,” was all she could manage to say herself, as
Reno kept thrusting into her with a dick that was determined to build itself up
so full that when it broke through it was going to rush through.

And it did break through.
 
Just after Trina spoke.
 
And both of them, Reno and Trina, let out a
loud groan.
 
They knew Jimmy had to have
heard them, it was just that loud, but they couldn’t help it.
 
It felt just that good.
 

Jimmy, realizing that his uncles would just
have to wait, went back up front.
 
Tommy
was seated now, on the second sofa that faced the sofa Val was seated on, and
Sal was seated in the flanking chair.
 
Jimmy took a seat beside his lady.

“So where is he?” Sal asked.
 
It had been nearly half an hour since he’d
gone near that bedroom and heard the commotion.
 

“He’s coming,” Jimmy said.

“Yeah, he’s cumming all right,” Sal said
with a smile.
 
“Inside of Tree.”

Jimmy and Tommy both glanced at Val.
 
She was beginning to get used to Sal’s
crudeness and managed to smile too.

“We’re in polite company, Uncle,” Jimmy
said, just the same.

“What, I said something wrong?
 
He’s banging his wife.
 
So what?
 
What’s the big deal?
 
Ain’t no
virgins here.
 
You’re a virgin, young
lady?”

Val had to smile at such directness.
 
“No, sir,” she said.

“Then tell Jimmy because he’s acting like
you never had none.”

“Unc!” Jimmy said this with a smile of his
own.

“Don’t
unc
me!
 
You’re almost as bad as Tommy
with his old lady.
 
Babying her.
 
Pampering her.
 
Reno don’t pamper Trina, and I don’t pamper
Miss Jones, and I tell you they’re better women for it.
 
They’re our kind of women.
 
They aren’t so stunned when days like
yesterday happens.”

Jimmy looked at Val.
 
Stunned was an understatement for Val, and he
knew it.
 

“He’ll be here shortly,” Jimmy said.

“No problem, we can wait,” Sal said.
 
“It’s not as if we’re busy men or anything
like that.
 
It’s not as if we have a
corporation to run.
 
It’s not as if we
have business commitments from here to Australia.
 
Oh, no, not us.
 
We have nothing but time on our hands.
 
Don’t we, Tommy?”

Tommy laughed.
 
“Nothing but time,” he said to his sarcastic
brother.

But it would be several more minutes of
waiting, several more minutes of nothing but time on their hands before Reno
finally entered the room.
 
He was dressed
in jeans, a sweatshirt, and flip-flops, when he entered.
 

“It’s about time,” Tommy said deliciously
as he stood from his seat and he and Reno hurried to embrace each other.
 
They hugged so hard, and for so long, that
Val had to remember that Jimmy once said there weren’t two men that could be
closer than Reno was with Tommy.
  
Sal
and Tommy were close, but Reno’s relationship with Tommy might even have that
one beat, he had said.

But by contrast, Sal didn’t even bother to
stand up.
 
He and Reno, from what Val was
told, loved each other but never liked to show it.
 
It was an odd thing to Val, but she saw it on
full display when Reno entered the room.
 
Reno pushed Sal upside his head, Sal frowned and told him to quit
playing, and Reno smiled and took a seat beside Tommy.
 
Reno and Tommy sat shoulder to shoulder.

“So how’s it going?” Reno asked, looking at
his best friend.

“It’s going . . . okay,” Tommy said.

Reno could feel the pain all over
Tommy.
 
He stared at him until Tommy
looked his way, eyeball to eyeball.
 
“Still going to see whatshisname?”

Tommy knew he meant the therapist.
 
“I’m still going.”

“Grace too?”

“She went early on.
 
But it’s not necessary anymore.”

“Like hell, Tommy!”

“Don’t
mother
me, Reno.
 
That’s what the man said.”

“But what do you say?
 
You think it’s still necessary?”

He didn’t think any of it was necessary, or
was doing any real good.
 
“It’s okay,”
was all he managed to say.

“So what happened, Reno?” Sal asked.
 
“What’s this about Jimmy’s stepfather being
involved, and one of your people?”

“You’ve met Val?” Reno asked him.

“We met.”

“They snatched her first.”

“We know they took her.
 
But why her?
 
Did it have something to do with that bar fight Jimmy had with that
Costco guy?”

“No.
 
My people checked out that angle.
 
There’s no connection.”

“So why did they snatch her?” Sal asked.

“They took her to scare Fred Ridgeway was
what we first were told.”

“Told by who?”

“The lookout guy.”

“So you caught one of’em?”

“Yeah.
 
Outside Val’s house.”

“Who did he say he worked for?”

“Claim it was a blind run.
 
But then Fred says she was just a ticket to
get him in my door.”

“Ah.
 
So they snatch her, and he calls Jimmy and say they need to talk.”

“He didn’t get a chance to call.
 
Trina figured it out and we called him.”

“Leave it to Tree,” Sal said with
admiration in his voice.
 
“But why
Ridgeway?
 
What did he have to do with
it?”

“He owed money.
 
Drug money.
 
And I had more than anybody else they could shake down, so they had to
rope Jimmy in.
 
The way they rope Jimmy
in?”

“By snatching Jimmy’s woman,” Sal said.

“Right.”