Reno Gabrini: A Man in Full Read Free

who was soft where he was too hard, and hard where he was too tame.  She was his woman.  And everybody knew it.  Just seeing her sitting beside him sent ripples of joy throughout his body and made him want to take her into his arms and reclaim her as his own all over again.  And he always felt that way whenever she entered a room.  Even when, like now, he was highly pissed with her.
    Trina also felt a surge of excitement when Reno moved closer to her.  She looked down, at the bundle she knew was between his legs, at his muscular biceps, and then up into his sternly handsome face.  And her heartbeat quickened.  Reno had a way of releasing such a powerful aura of masculinity that it made her entire body ache with desire at just the anticipation of him touching her.  He hadn’t touched an inch of her yet, but the mere thought already had her, and her vagina, tingling.
    Especially when his bright blue eyes began looking down, from her face to her lips.  Her luscious lips.  And he began experiencing a tingle of his own.  Because his dick was throbbing.  Because he knew she would taste delicious.  Because he knew she would take him there.  And as his face moved closer toward hers, and as his own eyes became more hooded with every second of his stare, he finally took her out of her wonderful misery, and kissed her.
    Trina closed her eyes as his lips touched hers.  She was so pleased that they, at least for the moment, was making love instead of war that she wrapped both hands around his neck and returned his kiss with even more vigor.
    Reno tossed his stack of papers onto the table, uncrossed his legs, and pulled her onto his lap.  And he continued kissing her with the kind of passion she loved about him.  He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her with an impatience and an expertise that made her groan in his mouth.  He couldn’t stop kissing her.  They moved their heads from one side to the other side, with their tongues joining forces, as they filled themselves with the taste, the feel, the texture of each other.  But when he reached his hand inside her panties, and cupped her between her legs with a hard grab, the passion rose.
    She already felt his penis expanding beneath her, but when she began to move from the feel of his hand on her vagina, his arousal heightened.  Her ass rubbed against the length of that hardness.  It felt like simulated sex the way he was rubbing her cunt and kissing her, and the way she was rubbing against him.  But when he slipped his fingers between her folds, and then dug in two and then three fingers at a time, her ass began rubbing against his penis with a renewed sense of urgency.
    Then his kisses moved downward, to her neck, and she did what she knew he expected her to do whenever he moved in that direction.  She unbuttoned her blouse and lifted her bra, exposing her big brown breasts for him to enjoy.  And he devoured them as soon as she exposed them.  He devoured them with kisses and sucks that made her entire body shake.  He licked and sucked as if he’d never had them before, although he’d had them hundreds of times before.  Thousands.  But the sound of his manic licking and kissing and sucking filled the room, and she kept pushing them closer into his face, wanting, needing more. 
    But his intercom buzzed and broke the spell.  He leaned his head back in frustration.  Just like that he remembered where he was, and remembered he had serious, unfinished business with Tree. 
    He picked up the phone on the side table and pressed the button.  “ What ?” he asked with that frustration now in his voice.
    The female voice on the intercom, like all of Reno’s staff, was accustomed to his ire and was therefore unfazed.  “Mr. Javitts wanted me to inform you about an altercation in the Barker Lounge, sir,” she said.  “He said it was very serious.”
    “Any weapons involved?”
    “No, sir.  He said no weapons are present, but property is being