Reno Runaway (Nevada Bad Boys 3)

“You came back!” Johanna opened her door quickly and her entire face lit up with a smile.

“Yeah, I think I left my jacket here.” I smiled and shrugged. “It’s my favorite jacket.”

“You’re—wearing a jacket. You’re wearing the same jacket you were wearing last night.” She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes in a suspicious stare.

“Oh, right. That’s where I left it.” I looked down at my sleeves. “Yeah, I must have left something else here...”

I stepped into her apartment and immediately pulled her in for a kiss. She moaned lightly when our lips pressed together. The exhaustion of the day seemed to fade away and I felt a new surge of energy. I started pulling at her clothes as we walked towards the bedroom. Her hands pushed my jacket off my shoulders and it hit the floor.

She immediately started working on my shirt. By the time we got to the bedroom door, we were naked and our bodies were grinding together as we moved.

“I guess you missed me.” She let out as a sigh as I kissed her neck.

“Let me show you how much.” I picked her up and dropped her on the bed.

“Not so gentle tonight, huh?” She grinned as I crawled towards her.

“Not tonight.” I shook my head and forced her legs apart quickly.

I had taken it slow when I took her virginity. Even as we chased our endless stream of orgasms, I held back a little bit. I slid my hands down her thighs as they parted and rose up between them, letting my cock tease her clitoris. I unrolled a condom along the length and she shifted her hips so she was in a better position. She let out a slight moan as I took the shaft in my hand and pressed it against the entrance of her pussy. It was wet and practically dripping with her lust. There was tightness, but it wasn’t enough to resist me. I forced my cock deep inside her with a quick thrust and watched as her eyes opened wide. She gasped with shock and then a smile settled on her face when I began to thrust.

“I think you missed me too.” I grinned and started to quickly pick up the pace.

“Yeah.” She bit down on her lip and nodded.

Even with the surge of energy I felt when we kissed, I was too exhausted for a marathon session like the night before. I needed the release and I was sure she would cum before I got it. I started to pound myself into her pussy so hard that the bed shook and the headboard hit the wall several times. We got a quick response from the neighbors in the form of some taps on the wall, so she reached over to hold the headboard. I didn’t

care if the neighbors heard us. I was certain they didn’t get much sleep the night before. I kept my hips moving at a steady pace, feeling her squirm underneath me. I could tell by the look on her face that she was already close to an orgasm.

“You feel so good.” She moaned and started to move her body in unison with mine, using the headboard for support as she held it.

Our bodies combined into unending pleasure as we both moved towards our climax. I felt my balls getting tight as the familiar feeling swept through my body. Her breathing got more intense and my gasps started to turn to a light growl in my throat. My muscles tensed and tightened as I reached the point of no return. I drove my cock into her as fast as I could, practically folding her underneath my weight. The mattress thumped against the bottom of the bed each time I descended between her thighs.

“I’m gonna cum!” A roar rushed from within me.

“Me too!” She moaned and actually squealed with pleasure.

Our bodies collided together and I felt the sweet orgasm envelop her. It caused her body to practically vibrate and her pussy massaged my cock. Feeling her erupt sent me over the edge and cum surged through my shaft. It filled the condom quickly as I continued thrusting, forcing her to orgasm a second time before I was done ejaculating. We stayed in that moment with our eyes locked on each other until our bodies finally relaxed. I withdrew slowly and then sank down on the bed next to her.

“I can’t believe you had any energy left after working all day.” She let out a sigh and smiled. “I barely had enough energy to call Mr. Carson and tell him I wasn’t going to come in.”

“It was a long day, but I got my second wind when I got here.” I turned on my side and let the tips of my fingers graze her skin. “So, are you done working at Carson’s or did you just not feel up for it tonight?”

“No, I quit.” She shrugged and snuggled closer to me. “I need money in a bad way, but I can’t work in a place like that. I thought I could, but I just can’t do that every night.”

“Well, like I told you last night. There are places that are a lot classier than Carson’s. I know you would do extremely well at a place like that.” I squeezed one of her breasts in my hand. “I’d pay money just to see these.”

“I’ll think about it. Right now, I just want to think about sleep.” She closed her eyes. “Will you stay with me again tonight?”

“Yes.” I nodded and reached for the lamp to turn it off.

I didn’t even hesitate to answer her. There was nowhere else I wanted to be, and the exhaustion had returned after our passion subsided. She fell asleep fairly quickly. I lay awake with her in my arms, almost too tired for sleep. The sound of her gentle breathing combined with the darkness finally made my eyelids heavy. We slept in our embrace, skin on skin, until the sun finally started to rise. My eyes opened slowly, and while I felt more refreshed than I had in years, I didn’t want to move. I pulled her closer and let sleep take me again. It had never been so peaceful.

Chapter 7: Johanna

I woke up in Cody’s arms with the sun peeking through my curtains. It felt so good to be in his embrace. When I pictured myself married to Scott, being able to wake up together was something I looked forward to more than our wedding night. It was hard to believe he had become a memory so quickly. I still felt a twinge of guilt over leaving him at the altar, but I knew I had made the right decision. Cody had solidified that. The way I felt about him after such a short time was a clear indication I needed more than love that was forced through expectations. I needed to feel passion before I could even think about a lifetime with someone.

Hmm, well this is interesting.