Mob Boss Eleven- The Wrong One (The Mob Boss Series Book 11) by Mallory Monroe Page A

oldest child.   “I’ll have her back out in a minute,” he
said, and then took her inside the plane.
    Jimmy
smiled.   It amazed him how the two of
them, after two babies and a solid marriage, still couldn’t get enough of each
other.   But then he thought about his own
marriage, and that little stunt Val tried to pull with his father, and his
smile slowly, but surely evaporated.

 
    Inside
the plane, Reno walked Trina into his private cabinet, locked the door, and
then walked up to her.   He placed his
arms around her waist and began kissing her passionately.   He could feel his erection expanding with
every second of their kiss, and all he could think about was how wonderful she
tasted, and how wonderful she smelled, and how wonderful she was going to make
him feel.   He lifted her into his arms
and sat her back down on the double-seat.   He bent down, removed her panties, opened her legs, and began to lick.
    Trina
rested her high heels on his shoulders as his mouth gave her a mouthful.   Reno loved the taste of her, that was no
surprise to her, but the way he was doing her now was surprising.   He usually ate her slowly, building his
momentum.   But tonight he was licking her
vigorously.   So vigorous that Trina’s
heels were digging into Reno’s shoulders and her stomach was pushing in as the
licks intensified, and pushing out as the feelings those licks produced settled
in.   And then he was eating her.
    He
ate her so hard he was biting into her.   He ate her so hard her small body rammed against the back of the seat
and was still banging against it as Reno mouth-fucked her as if his life
depended on that feeling.
    And
he felt it.   He felt it with every throb
of his dick.   His mouth devoured
her.   This was his woman and she
satisfied his massive appetite in ways he didn’t think any one woman ever
could.   But Trina did.   Every time he fucked her, she did.
    And
that was what he had to do right now, he thought as he stood up.   He had to fuck her.   He unbuckled his pants.   He unzipped and dropped his pants and
briefs.   Trina felt her eyes become
hooded as she looked at his magnificent dick.   Reno held it tightly and watched her watching it.   Her hair had fallen into her dark brown face,
partially covering her left eye, and she looked so sexy to Reno just her look
alone caused his dick to pulsate to the point where he could not wait a moment
longer.
    He
put it into her.   Trina’s hooded eyes
closed.   Reno leaned against her and
closed his eyes too.   He was in that
place again where his deep love for Trina, and his constant need to fuck her,
converged.   There was no better feeling
to Reno and Trina.   And they fucked on
that plane as if they were into each other for the very first time.
    Time
was running out.   Reno was already late
taking off, but he kept putting it on her.   For ten   minutes, twenty minutes,
nearly thirty, he put it on her.   Until
the finally came.   Together.   And it felt like their first time all over
again.   Reno had to hold onto the back of
the double seat, to steady himself as they came.

 
    Jimmy
was still waiting outside of the plane.   He was flipping through his phone’s text messages and trying with all he
had not to think about Val.   But all he
thought about was Val.   Why would she do
something like that, he wondered.   She
was grieving, and so was he, but to try and seduce his father was crazy to
him.   Instead of trying to move on, she
was camping out, staying in that place of misery, and trying with all she had
to get him to join her.   His feelings
didn’t matter.   She was in pain and that
was all she wanted to deal with.   Her
pain.   Never his.
    It
reminded him of so many of his previous girlfriends.   They always became little seductresses
whenever his father would come around.   It was no longer about pleasing Jimmy.   It became all about pleasing Reno.   Or, at least, acting the way they thought would