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Authors: Mallory Monroe
MOB
BOSS 4:
ROMANCING
TRINA GABRINI
By
MALLORY
MONROE
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PROLOGUE
Seventeen Years Earlier
Closing time at Clauson’s and Reno was with
Shanell, their best waitress, in the tiny supply room.
They started out doing their job stocking the
shelves, and then they started horsing around with hugs and kisses that meant
very little to either one of them.
Until
Reno’s lips began to trail down her neck.
“Reno,
quit
,”
Nell said playfully.
“We still have
work
to do.”
This was their usual banter ever since Reno
arrived in town a few weeks ago.
Nell
knew he was only visiting his father, who owned Clauson’s, and would return to
New Jersey in another couple weeks.
But
she had decided to enjoy his company while it lasted.
She was nobody’s fool.
She knew it would lead to nothing.
But Reno Gabrini was so damned sexy that none
of the girls at Clauson’s, or in Crane, Georgia period, seemed able to resist
him.
“Come on, Nellie,” he said in that wonderful
Italian drawl of his.
“Let’s just do
this.
Let’s just enjoy the moment and go
with the mood.”
“I’ll
mood
you if you don’t leave me alone,” Nell said with a smile as his trailing kisses
slowed down her ability to place the unused inventory, mainly canned products,
back on the shelves.
“You taste so sweet,” Reno said in his best
lustful groan.
Nell shook her head.
She’d heard it all before.
“I’ll bet you tell that to all of your little
girlfriends.”
“Only to you, the love of my life,” Reno said,
although he knew he was lying.
He had
other girls back in Jersey, plenty of them, and even since he arrived in
Georgia, she wasn’t the only girl he was fooling around with.
But she was fast becoming his favorite.
Unlike the other girls, Nell wasn’t as easy a
nut to crack for Reno.
The others opened
their legs to him as if it was his right to explore them.
Although Nell allowed him certain privileges
with her upper body, she had yet to allow him even a peep down below.
And tonight seemed destined to be yet another
failed attempt, as she pushed him aside once again.
“You
need to quit, Reno, for real,” she said as she continued to grab cans from the
box.
“I may be from Georgia, but I know
the game.”
Reno smiled.
“Oh, yeah?”
Reno said.
He loved her spunk.
“You think your little country ass know
game?”
Nell grinned.
“Hell, yeah, I know game!”
“Well know this,” Reno said, turning her from
the shelves and pulling her into his arms.
He loved the way her high cheek bones gave her dark brown skin a creamy
glow.
“I’m not from Georgia, and I might
not know the game the way it’s played here in the south.
But if you let me make sweet love to you,
baby, I guarantee you it’ll be the best fuck you ever had.”
Nell smiled and shook her head.
“That’s what I like about you, Reno,” she
said, her hands pressed against his muscular chest.
“I love your humility.
And your sweetness.
And how innocent and
unassuming you are.”
Reno
grinned
that
rakish grin all the girls loved.
“I’m
not gonna lie to you.
I was never no
innocent.”
“No joke?” Nell said playfully.
“I was never innocent,” Reno made clear.
“But I was humble and unassuming and sweet
once.
It lasted for about two seconds,
but I was all those things once.”
Nell laughed.
“But it lasted only two seconds, hun?
And you haven’t been that way since?”
“Not on your life since,” Reno replied, and
kissed her on the lips.
Only this time
he wasn’t playing.
And as Nell felt the
kiss, and began to return the kiss, she wasn’t playing, either.
When he allowed her to come back up for air,
he began to trace his kisses down her neck, her chest, to her cleavage.
Although it felt wonderful, and she allowed
the contact, she balked when his lips swept over the top mounds of her breasts,
wetting her uniform.
“Reno, we can’t,” she said.
“Not with your daddy still here.”
But Reno was too far gone in his lust to even
care.
“Love the way you smell,” he
replied to her.
“But what about your daddy?”
Nell impressed upon him.
“He’ll hear us.”
“He’s in the office taking care of
business.
He’s not thinking about us.”
And as Reno continued sucking her breast
through her uniform, Nell wasn’t thinking about Reno’s father, either.
Because the son knew how to
lay it on her.
She suddenly
wanted more from him.
She suddenly
wanted him to stop teasing, remove her breasts from her bra the way he did most
nights, and mouth fuck her.
He moved her to the back wall near the back
door and continued sucking her breasts.
She wore an ivory-colored waitress uniform that zipped in the front, and
he had already zipped it halfway down by the time they hit the wall.
He lifted her bra and began fondling her with
his hand, with his big, blue eyes staring into her brown eyes.
And she, too, was too far gone in lust to
turn back now.