experience, so that’s what I’m
offering you.”
Trina was immediately suspicious.
“Don’t look at me like that. I’m talking
managerial experience, al right?”
Trina smiled. “I knew that was what you
meant.”
“No, you didn’t. You thought I was gonna
have you running up a pole in our pussycat
lounge, I saw that look.” Trina laughed. “But
that’s not what I mean. I can’t hire you as a
manager, but I can hire you as an apprentice, to
work under Amos, an old sour puss but a pro,
so you can learn from the best. Then, after you
get some real time experience under your
gorgeous belt, we can look at a promotion.”
Trina loved the idea. “That’s a great
idea, Reno,” she said and was so overcome by
just how great the idea was, that she hugged
him.
“Now we’re talking,” Reno said with a
smile of his own, and embraced her too, the feel
of her body against him making him horny
already. He pul ed her back only slightly, to see
her face. “I stil want you to have dinner with me
tonight.”
“I have to work tonight.”
“Work? Work where? At that
Boyzie’s? Not on your life. You’re with me
now.”
“I have to give notice, Reno. I’m not
gonna just quit.”
“I can talk to the owner.”
“No,” Trina said emphatical y. “I’l work
out my two weeks, give them a chance to find a
replacement.”
Reno rol ed his eyes. “Why do I always
fal for the moral ones?”
Trina smiled, stared into his eyes.
“Maybe because you’re moral yourself,” she
said.
This concerned Reno. He wanted to talk
with her, explain to her just what kind of man she
would real y be getting if they decided to go
down that relationship road, which, he felt,
seemed already decided by fate itself. “I have
to be in Jersey tomorrow, but I should be back
by Friday. Have dinner with me Friday night
then,” he asked her.
“I’m your employee now,” Trina said.
“You don’t date your employees.”
“Like hel I don’t,” Reno said truthful y.
Then he stared into Trina’s eyes, pul ed her
closer against him. “I’m no saint, Tree,” he
said. “I need you to understand that.” He put his
hand on the side of her face, stared at her
gorgeous, perfectly-sized lips. “But being
around you makes me wanna work on it.”
Trina smiled. Man did this guy have a
way with words! Then he kissed her on those
lips he’d been adoring, kissed her with a
passion that immediately took them back to that
night a week ago. And both knew that there’d
be no stopping them now, when it came to the
passion they pul ed out of each other. They had
no stopping sense.
no stopping sense.
He lifted her into his arms and carried
her through a door off from his office. He closed
the door and locked it. To Trina’s surprise it
was a bedroom, complete with a king-sized
bed, and he had her on it, and was on top of
her, stil kissing her, before she could even think
about looking around any room.
“I would take you upstairs to my home,”
he said as he kissed her, “but I don’t think I
could make it.”
And he couldn’t. He could barely hold
out now. That was why he unzipped and pul ed
it out. Trina was amazed at how thick and
primed it already was. But Reno wasn’t
surprised. He had to have her in the worse
way. He pul ed off her panties with one swift
swoop and was entering her with a need that
bordered on desperation. He remembered her
from before, and the intensity he knew being in
her would bring, and his control broke. He
pounded her, unzipping her dress and lifting it
off of her, unlatching her frontal bra and sucking
her breasts, as he pounded. He slung his pants
and boxers, his suit coat, shirt, tie, al of it, off
too, tossing it al aside, as he made love to her.
It was the gift that kept on giving to
Reno, because he knew they both had that
staying power, that they both could feel intensity
after intensity without premature ejaculation.
Longevity,
Natalie French, Scot Bayless