Reno Gabrini: For His Lover (The Mob Boss Series Book 14) by Mallory Monroe Read Free Book Online

was going to only
see the African side.   They were only
going to see his son as a black child and eventually a black man.   And were going to treat him accordingly.  
    Reno pulled Dommi to his bosom and held him as if he was
still his baby.   Because he was.   And always would be.   He and Sophie and Jimmy too.   He would give his life for his children.   He would die for them as easily as laying
down and closing his eyes.   But he
couldn’t live their lives.   They had to
do that.   And because all three of his
children were interracial, they would have that added weight to bear.
    Jimmy and Sophie could handle it.   Reno was convinced of that.   But this little fellow in his arms was
another story.   A cop disrespected Dommi,
it was going to be a problem.   Reno
already knew it.   And heaven help the cop
while that problem was being resolved.
    Reno looked at Dommi’s beautiful sleeping face.   “That’s my burden to bear, son,” he said to
his little boy.   “It’s my job to keep
your grown ass out of prison, and out of an early grave.”   Then his smile left, and his look turned
serious.   “And I promise you I’ll do
both,” he added, kissed Dommi on the forehead, and laid him back down.
    When he left Dommi’s room, he headed upstairs, to the master
bedroom.   His third baby was up there,
and he couldn’t wait to see her face again.   They both worked like Hebrew slaves, and rarely lately, except for the
occasional morning romp, got to see each other for any appreciable time.
    Katrina Gabrini, called Trina or Tree by all who knew and loved her, was fast asleep, lying on her
stomach, when he entered the double doors of their huge bedroom.   Although their silk sheets covered her body,
by the outline of her sexy body he could tell she was naked beneath them.   He was tired as hell, but he could feel his
cock come to life just looking at her.   And not just at her body, but even more so at her face.   Trina had a look about her that endeared her
to him forever.   It wasn’t about
beauty.   It wasn’t about perfection.   It was about a sincerity and earnestness that
showed itself all over her face even as she slept.   And a strength that wasn’t learned, but
earned.   She stood by him through thick
and thin.   She took by him when everybody
else would have left him for dead.   Ride
or die his ass.   Trina wasn’t ride or
die.   She wouldn’t let death be their
end.   She would ride to the gates of hell
to get him, and she wouldn’t stop riding until she exchanged his fate, and
brought him back home.
    But right now, as he looked down the length of her, it was
her body he was after.   He removed his
suit coat and tie, tossing them aside, as he made his way to her bedside.   By the time he lifted his dress shirt and
t-shirt over his head, and stepped out of his shoes, pants and briefs, his dick
was throbbing to the point of desperation.   He wanted her, and was making no bones about it.
    He threw the sheets off of her naked brown body, and began kissing
her legs as he moved up her body.   Then
he began squeezing and kissing her tight ass as he opened her.   When he turned her over, she began to moan.    He looked at her big breasts, began to ache
to taste them, and moved up along her body closer.   When he began sucking them, her eyes opened,
but only partially.   They opened in that
hooded lustful look he loved.   And he
sucked even harder.   He listened to her
moan as he sucked.   He looked at her as
he sucked. She looked so adorable to him, with her hair in disarray, with her
naturally long eyelashes keeping her gorgeous eyes half closed, that his mouth
left her breasts and moved up to her mouth.   He had to taste her again.   He loved
her taste.   Even in sleep, he loved
it.   He held her face as he kissed her,
and then wrapped his arms around her as he rubbed his lips against her lips in
sensual foreplay that intoxicated him.   He wanted her, and now it