Chapter 69: Chapter 69

Lisette’s breath hitched as Reno’s calloused fingers traced the inside of her thigh, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes. She could feel her pulse thrumming between her legs, aching for more of him. The anticipation coiled tight in her stomach, making her squirm beneath his touch. She watched him through half-lidded eyes, her lips parted as she bit back a moan.

Reno’s voice was a low growl, rough with desire. “So beautiful,” he murmured, his fingers inching closer to where she needed him most. The first brush against her slick folds made her arch off the bed, her nails digging into the sheets. She gasped, her hips lifting involuntarily, chasing the friction his touch promised.

“Fuck, Reno,” she whimpered, her voice trembling. She fisted the sheets, her other hand tangled in his hair as she pulled him closer. His fingers worked her with maddening precision, circling her clit before dipping lower to tease her entrance. Each stroke sent a jolt of pleasure through her, building the pressure until she was trembling, her body coiled like a spring ready to snap.

Then it happened—her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, stealing her breath. Her back arched off the bed, her hips jerking as she rode his hand, her lips crashing into his in a desperate, hungry kiss. The taste of him, the feel of his skin against hers—it was too much. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers tightening around his wrist as her body shuddered through the aftershocks.

When she finally collapsed back onto the mattress, breathless and spent, Reno’s gaze locked onto hers. His eyes burned with lust, adoration, and something deeper—something that made her heart race all over again.

Before she could catch her breath, Reno stood, shucking off his jeans with a slow, deliberate motion. Lisette’s eyes drank him in—the lean muscles of his thighs, the way his cock jutted proudly from his hips. She bit her lip, anticipation curling in her belly once more.

He climbed over her, his body settling between her thighs as he nudged them wider. His fingers found her again, stroking her with slow, torturous sweeps. Lisette groaned, her hips lifting to meet his touch. “Reno, please,” she begged, her voice ragged.

He didn’t make her wait. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, teasing her with slow, maddening circles. Lisette’s breath hitched as he finally pushed inside, filling her inch by inch. The stretch was exquisite, the burn of him stretching her making her whimper.

"It's going to hurt," Reno hissed as he tried to catch his breath.

Lissette bit her bottom lip and nodded.

Reno slid into her slowly until he broke her barrier. Lissette swallowed her pain, her body arching off the bed. Reno held himself still, waiting until the discomfort passed.

He kissed her then as his thumb gently massaged her clit, the pain quickly gave way to pleasure as her orgasm began to build once more. Ever so slowly he rocked his hip each stroke burying him deeper within her. His movements became more frantic, grinding, kissing her nipples, neck, and lips as she raced towards the next ultimate moment. She grabbed his strong arms as he pumped hard into her and said the only thing she could think of, “I love you, Reno.”

Reno groaned, his forehead resting against hers. “You feel so fucking good,” he growled, his hips rolling in slow, deep strokes. Lisette moaned, her nails raking down his back as she matched his rhythm. Each thrust sent sparks through her, pleasure building again with every roll of his hips.

He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit as he drove into her. Lisette cried out, her body trembling as the dual sensations sent her spiraling. “Reno, I’m gonna—fuck, I’m gonna—”

“Come for me, baby,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “Let go.”

And she did. Her orgasm tore through her, her body clamping around him as she screamed his name. Reno groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his own release. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and came with a guttural groan, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her.

For a moment, they stayed like that—breathless, tangled, their hearts pounding in sync. Reno pressed a kiss to her forehead, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her skin.

“Best first time ever,” Lisette murmured, her voice soft and satisfied.

Reno chuckled, nuzzling her neck. “And it’s only the beginning, baby.”

He started to enter her, and suddenly she felt her body stiffen and resist. Anticipation mixed with fear claimed her as she waited for the inevitable pain that would follow.

“Look at me,” he growled. Reno laid his forehead against her as he reached for her ass and lifted her to him.

“I love you,” he said before he drove into her. A sudden, searing pain ripped through her. “Shh! I love you,” he said when Lisette began to whimper.

Harder, faster each grunt from him was a melody, his sweat bathing her as their scent entwined to create the sweetest fragrance. She was lost, Lisette knew that she was forever lost as stars exploded behind her eyelids. She felt Reno’s body tremble just as she recovered from her orgasm. Locking her arms and legs around him, she held him as he cried out his release, his body still stroking the last embers between them prolonging the beautiful feeling born out of their lovemaking.

Lisette was glad she waited. She was glad that the universe had put them on the same beach that night. Otherwise, she would have missed out on this moment, on giving Reno the most precious gift she could give the man she was hopelessly and irrevocably in love with.

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He watched as she slept, cuddled against his body. Careful not to wake her up, he pulled away from her and sat. Reno looked out his window. He could already feel the winter chill in the air seep into his bones. The warmth of Lisette and the heat from their love making kept him hot inside. She had been a virgin; she had given him the greatest gift of all. What he didn’t know was—what he was supposed to do next. He already had so much going on—Rhyne and his father, the family business he was supposedly inheriting. Reno wasn’t sure who he was anymore. Coming to New York had changed him. He was no longer the vengeful islander. He was now one of the New York Kent’s. He was the first-born son. His life had ceased to belong to his revenge, now it belonged to his family and to Lisette. He was now accountable not only to himself, but to his brother, sisters and the love of his life.

Reno desperately wanted to move forward, but Rhyne was holding him back. Oh, little one. I’ll find you. Now that I have the resources, I will find you.

“What are you thinking about?”

Reno looked back and his breath hitched in his chest. She looked like an angel. Her black wavy hair floated in the slight wind; his T-shirt hung off her like a tent. She was his angel. “I am thinking about a beautiful girl.”

“Oh! Her first name better start with L and her last end with an S.” She wrapped her arms around his waist, rising on her tip toes for a kiss.

“Nope, her first name starts with an R and the last name ends with a T.” He smiled down at her. “I was thinking about my sister. I must find her. Rhyne Kent.”

“You understand my dilemma, don’t you?” The pleading looks behind the pool of tears in her eyes tugged at his heart. “You have to understand, I was also trying to protect my little sister. You must, because I know you would do anything for your sister.”

“I get it, but you should have told me. You should let me in,” he said.

“So should you.”

Reno laughed. He had been alone for so long. Learning how to let people in would be hard, but he would somehow learn. “You are right.”

“Of course, I am.”

“Of course, you are.” He barked out a laugh. He had missed these moments of insanity with Lisette. She was incredible and she was his.

“So, what now? Now that you know the truth and are sure of how much I love you, what do we do now?”

“How about a date?”

“A date, that’s all you’ve got. Pretty lame.”

“Ah, my inappropriate Lisette is back. But what happens when you decide you want something more than you want me?”

“That would never happen,” she whispered.

The gentle brush of her lips was enthralling, lighting up nerves everywhere in his body even in parts that had no right to be connected. He felt her lip’s part and the trace of her tongue on his mouth.

“If you aren’t careful, you are going to end up back in that bed.”

“You can shackle me to the bed for as long as you want. You definitely won’t get any complaints from me.”

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”