Chapter 68 Chapter 68

Chapter 68 Chapter 68
He felt his heart squeeze. Looking at Lisette, listening to the words she was saying and how she said them clouded the anger in his heart. How could he refuse to make love to her?

Everything in his body gravitated toward her; his soul and spirit were no different. Love was making him weak. He tried to grab hold of his anger, anything to strengthen him.

Push her away, she betrayed you, his mind screamed.

Love her, his heart cried.

While his hands had already started taking liberties over her body—touching, caressing—they didn’t seem to be getting their fill. He stroked the curves of her ass, before letting them fill his palms and squeezing. Her groan of arousal earned her a satisfactory chuckle. When she started caressing him, he couldn’t help his own hiss of pleasure. Her touch and the heat of her body drove him into a daze.

Lisette sat up, straddling him. “Take off your clothes. I want to love you.” She drew the words out in a seductive lilt. “I know I’m new to this, but I have an idea of how it’s supposed to go.”

New to this, those were the words that stayed in his mind. With a quick flip, he dropped her on the bed and jumped off. His loins were on fire, but he wasn’t about to risk sudden death by deflowering the eldest Ross daughter. Reno looked over his shoulder, half expecting to see AJ burst through the bedroom door.

“Did I lock the front door?”

“You are concerned about home security right at this moment?” The incredulous tone of her voice was laced with a hint of irritation.

Lisette flipped her hair back, bringing in full view her perfect breasts that had been hidden by her jet-black locks. Reno felt his finger itch with need. He wanted to let his hand comb through her thick hair, to feel the silky caress between his fingers. But more than that, his hands ached to fill themselves with her luscious globes.

“Put on your shirt.”

“What? Why? People don’t make love with their clothes on.”

“Exactly.” He swallowed hard. With a deep breath he tried to calm down the pulsing in his head—not the one on his shoulders. “We aren’t making love. Where exactly does your brother think you are?”

“Here, with you, making love.”

“What?” Reno wasn’t quite sure the word had left his mouth yet, especially since his lungs had frozen, trapping all breath in his chest. “He what?”

“I told him. I don’t hide anything from my brother.”

“May I suggest that you start? There are some things brothers don’t need or want to know.” Reno back peddled until his back hit the wall. He leaned against it, watching Lisette as her baffled expression was locked on him. “Why now?”

“I want this, Reno. I almost died. Life doesn’t wait for anyone.”

“Fear of death, that’s what brought you here today?”

“No, it’s the fear of not having our ‘someday’.” She climbed off the bed and approached him, but Reno held out his hand, asking her not to come any closer. “It’s always been, ‘someday Reno and I will make love’, ‘someday we will move in together’, ‘someday we will start our lives together’. You are my forever, and I don’t see why forever can’t start now.”

“Forever doesn’t begin with the loss of your virginity. It’s starts with that first honest moment, the purity of love.”

“I want that with you.”

“And truth, honesty and trust. Lisette, to be intimate you have to be vulnerable. Do you understand that? You have to trust me, and I have to trust you, not only with my body but with my heart.”

“Did you have that with Bitch-toria?”

“Really?” It was typical of her to lash out when she felt like she was being cornered. To him, it was a clear sign she wasn’t really ready for the kind of commitment she was now offering him. “I don’t love Victoria. You aren’t ready for this.”

She ran to him, her body blocking him from the door. Reno couldn’t help but smile in amusement. If he wanted to, he could easily lift her and move her from his way. But her enchanting hair was still flowing around her perfect face, her luscious breasts calling to be touched. He was a red-blooded male and didn’t know how long his self-control would last.

“Love me. I trust you.”

Reno didn’t know if it was the desperate edge in her plea, or it was his own need for satisfaction, but he suddenly didn’t need to be convinced. He took Lisette by the waist, lifting her off her feet and wrapping her legs around his waist. His fingers kneaded into her soft back. All he could feel was her body flush against his, her fingers grabbing hold of his hair and her lips caressing his.

“I knew you couldn’t resist me.” The smirk evident in the slow drawl of her voice.

“God only knows how much I love you.”

“Show me.” Her husky voice slid across his skin like rough velvet, and he shivered at the demand in it.

Reno wasn’t used to the raw, vulnerability gnawing at him. He felt as if his skin had been ripped off his body, exposing him to sensations beyond his control. He wrapped her hair around his wrist and pulled her head back. Her hooded brown eyes had turned dark with lust. Her eyes shot to the bed. He took the hint, but he wasn’t ready to lose every shred of self-control. He needed to remain on his feet, focus on making sure they didn’t tumble on the ground. Reno needed to rein in the animalistic desire that demanded he take her without a sliver of kindness.

Reno balanced her against the wall. Lisette let out a squeal of surprise when he balanced her with his thigh. He grabbed the back collar of his T-shirt and pulled it off his body. His hard masculine body covered her tiny one. Goosebumps rose on his skin as he saw the look of appreciation in her eyes. He had only gone to the gym while he chased his dream of being in the NFL. When that dream had died, he hadn’t seen the need. But the hungry look in Lisette’s eyes had just given him a new reason to hit the weight room.

“I love your tattoos.”

“I love your beautiful soft skin.”

“Take me to bed.”

“Not yet, I need to control my hunger for you. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“That’s inevitable.”

“But it doesn’t mean I can’t make it easier on you.”

A warm brandy feeling filled his belly when she nipped at his jaw. “Make me yours.”

“You have always been mine.”

“Prove it,” she purred.

“Lisette.”

It was all he said before giving into her. His kiss at first fiercely took ownership as if trying to satisfy his greed first then became gentle giving way to love. He bent to pick her up and crossed the room to where the bed was. He lay her down, her hair fanning around her head. Her lust-filled eyes gave in to a moment of fear, he stroked her cheek, and she turned her face into his palm, kissing it and holding it to her chest. Reno understood what she meant; Lisette wanted him to feel just how hard her heart beat for him.

Reno knelt between over her, his free hand caressing her soft skin, dipping under her, he lifted her back off the bed reached for her bra, and unhooked it. He tossed the lace to the ground. Never once did he break eye contact with Lisette as he freed his other hand so that he could remove her shorts and her panties at the same time.

Reno could barely catch his breath as he took in her beauty, all her bared to him, his to take. He moved between her thighs as they fell open to welcome him.

He leaned over her, kissed her lips, her ears, her neck, and then once again her mouth. This time his tongue was not gentle with hers but ravished her. He felt something larger than passion move him at her surrender. He felt her satisfaction at him giving into her and into the love they had for each other. He also felt her fear at how vulnerable they both were at that moment, so fragile as if they would both shatter into a million pieces if either one of them pulled back. He knew they were doing the right thing at the right time.