Page 4 of Reno’s Rebel
“Good, ‘cause I think you’re really fuckin’ hot.”
She smiles widely and licks her lips, but her eyes skirt down to my lips and stay there. “I want to do something.”
“I want you to do somethin’, but I think we should wait until we’re sober.”
“I don’t, because I’m so guarded when I’m sober . . . and I want to do this with you, so let me, Reno. Please, just don’t fight me on this.” Valencia doesn’t give me time to object any longer. She snakes her hand around the back of my neck and pulls herself closer to me. Within moments her lips are on mine, and the scent of cinnamon and bergamot hits me hard.
She kisses me with passion and need, and I meet her intensity with my own. We’re still in the stairwell, for fuck’s sake, so I scoop her up into my arms and lead her onto the floor where my room is. I walk us down the hall until we reach my door and search for my key in my back pocket. I don’t think I’ve ever unlocked my door so fast in my fucking life. As soon as we’re both in the room, I shut the door behind me and lock it, then slowly drop her to her feet.
Valencia releases her grip around my neck for a moment and pulls her dress off over her head. She’s wearing a matching black bra and panty set, and I unbutton my dress shirt while she helps me with my pants. My cock is hard as a fucking rock, and I need to be inside her like my lungs need air to breathe.
We move in the heat of the moment, and I go to my dresser and grab a condom, ripping off the foil, and slide it over my dick. Once I’m wrapped up, I drop to my knees and hook my fingers underneath her panties, tugging the delicate material down her legs slowly. I take my face right up against her pussy and spread her lips, darting my tongue out to flick it against her clit. There will be a day when I savor her body for hours and hours, but I don’t know if tonight will be that day.
“I need you, Reno. I need you so bad right now,” Valencia whines, and who am I to keep this woman from waiting any longer?
Fuck, I hope this isn’t the last time we’re together.
Then again, I don’t know if I’d let it be the last time. When I see something I want, I go for it, and I know Valencia will see I’m the type of man who will fight every monster for her.
CHAPTERTWO
Valencia
My eyes slowly blink open, and for a brief moment, I feel safe. I roll over, and that feeling immediately vanishes when I see Reno lying next to me. My wide eyes take in the scene and last night comes rushing back.
We had sex. Amazing, mind-blowing, earth-shattering sex.
“Shit,” I whisper, feeling panic wrap around me.
That feeling only intensifies when I glance at the clock and see I’m running late for my breakfast shift at Mamie’s. I jump out of bed and quickly get dressed. I stare at Reno sleeping peacefully and wonder how often that happens. Last night was one of the first times I can remember that I slept without waking up in a panic. My eyes roam over his incredible body. My body reacts like it always does when he is near. Last night might have been expected, but damn, it was more than I ever imagined.
I don’t know if I should wake him or just sneak out. Uncertainty fills me, and I decide I’d rather take the coward’s way and slip out.
I rush out the door and run my fingers through my hair as I pick up my pace. I don’t know how to handle all of this and escaping to Mamie’s might just be what I need.
When I get to Mamie’s, I dart inside, feeling horrible for being so late.
“I’m so sorry, Iris. I got here as fast as I could. I won’t do it again,” I rush out.
She’s staring at me with a smirk on her face, and I lift an eyebrow. “I’m not mad.” She comes over and squeezes my hand, giving me a smile. “I’m proud of you, Valencia. You’re healing,” she says.
Healing. Is it possible that I am? Being here and feeling safe, it’s something I never thought could happen in my life. I want to heal and move on, but is that a possibility?
I glance at her, and my stomach swims with nerves. I can see she has questions, but before she can ask anything, Sal comes in. I take the opportunity and walk over to take his order.
As I’m pouring his coffee, Chuckles comes in with Gold. I don’t know what anyone has heard or what they know, and that only adds to the nervousness I’m feeling. I try to ignore the fact they are there, but Iris makes that impossible. She leans against the counter and grins at me before looking toward them.
“So, you two had a round with Valencia last night, huh?”
My eyes widen, and I look between them. What the hell is she doing?
Chuckles looks at me and smirks, “No, but if she wants to, I’m up for it.”
Christ. This is not how I wanted the day to go. I wanted to come here and allow what happened last night to stay at the back of my mind. They are now making that impossible for me.
Iris looks at me with an eyebrow raised. “So, who did you run off with last night?”
I look between all of them with my heart pounding in my chest. They are all waiting for me to say something, and I feel cornered. If I don’t say anything, they won’t stop asking, but if I tell them, they will have questions I don’t have the answers to.
