Reno Runaway (Nevada Bad Boys 3)

“With pleasure.” He chuckled and started pounding me so hard that the bed cracked beneath his thrusts.

I started to orgasm and I felt my pussy massaging his length. He pounded himself into my orgasm several times before the first burst of cum spewed from his glans. It immediately sent me over the edge again as I felt cum erupting in my pussy for the first time. He continued to unload his seed and the pleasure made my head spin. My muscles constricted so hard that I lost control of my limbs for a moment and they simply went numb. He finally slowed down when he was spent and my body started to relax. I took several deep breaths, trying to fill my lungs with oxygen that I had been deprived of during my endless gasps.

THE NEXT DAY WAS ROUTINE. I woke Cody up early, filled him with coffee, and sent him on his way after a long kiss goodbye. I had kept my promise and he should make it to work on time. I started researching colleges when I got back inside my apartment. I wanted something that was close, and I needed to apply for student loans if I was going to get through it in less than a decade. I put all of the necessary information into the college website and the federal loan application form, feeling quite accomplished when I finally made it back to my bedroom.

“Well, this is going to need to be washed.” I picked up the blouse that I had worn the night before and smiled.

And this paddle is going in my deepest drawer because he was a little too comfortable with it.

I showered and got ready for work. I couldn’t wait to see Cody at the end of my shift, but there were a lot of greedy eyes to tease before I got that reward. I walked out onto the stage and started dancing, letting my eyes scan the crowd. They paused as I landed on a set of eyes I recognized. My heart started beating so hard that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. The look of disgust that was behind those cold eyes made my stomach start to do flips.

“Daddy?” I felt tears in the corner of my eyes as I turned towards the curtains and ran through them.

How did he find me?

“Oh shit. What the fuck? What the fuck is he doing here?” I grabbed a nearby wall and vomited, sending everything I had eaten earlier in the day spiraling towards the floor.

“Johanna, are you okay?” Bill, the owner of the Red Shoe, walked up and gagged when he saw that I had thrown up.

“My father is out there!” I looked at him and tears streamed down my face. “He’s in the audience!”

“Oh, god. Okay, go to the dressing room.” Bill motioned for one of the other girls to come help me.

I wrapped myself in a blanket and trembled as I sat in the dressing room. I wondered if my mind had concocted some sort of illusion, but those eyes were too real. I had never seen that kind of disgust on his face, even when I got in trouble. It was pure hate mixed with agony. I wanted to just keel over and die as each minute passed. If there was anything left in my stomach, I would have thrown it up, but instead I just dry heaved while I held onto the blanket.

“Johanna?” Bill opened the door and stepped into the dressing room. “I think one of the bouncers saw him. They said an older guy stormed out of the club as soon as you ran off stage.”

“I have to call him.” I looked around the room and found my cell phone.

As far as I knew, I had been completely disowned. The messages my mother left on my phone were pretty clear. They never wanted to see me again after I ruined my family’s name in Dahlonega. It was harsh, but I understood. The town lived and breathed the word of God, and Scott’s father was their direct line to Heaven. Leaving Scott at the altar had been spiritual and social suicide. I accepted that. I had even accepted my eternal damnation. I stared at my phone as it went to voicemail for the third time.

“Why don’t you take a couple of days off.” Bill sighed and shook his head. “You’re not the first girl that this has happened to. I’m sure your father didn’t know you would be on that stage when he walked in.”

“No.” I shook my head back and forth. “My father would never step foot in a strip club. He would never even come to Reno. I have no idea what is going on, but yes—I need to take some time off.”

IT WAS THE FIRST NIGHT that Cody and I went to bed without having sex. I broke down in tears, telling him everything that happened. He held me until my tears were dry, and I stayed in his embrace until I was finally able to fall asleep. The next day he decided to stay with me instead of going to work. I wasn’t much company. I didn’t even want to get out of bed. I occasionally checked my phone, but the screen was always blank. If I wasn’t disowned before, it appeared that I was completely dead to my family now.

“You need to eat something.” Cody crawled into bed and put his arm around my waist.

“I don’t think I can. I’ll just throw it up.” I shook my head and leaned against him. “Just hold me—you’re all I have left in this world.”

“Don’t think like that.” He snuggled closer. “I know it was probably a shock to him, but you’re still his daughter. At some point, that will mean something.”

“Someone had to tell him I was here.” I felt tears welling up in my eyes again. “That is the only reason he would have ever come to Reno.”

It was nearly a week before I finally felt like crawling out of bed. Cody took care of me every single day. He brought chocolate, cookies, and every brand of snack that I could imagine to the bedroom until I finally caved and started eating. It was junk food, but it was better than starvation. I finally came to the realization that life would have to go on. I couldn’t let the moment destroy me. I had come too far to let that happen. The girl that grew up in Dahlonega was gone. I was living in their version of sin, and once the shock wore off, I realized I liked it a lot more than I cared to admit.

“ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE going to be okay? You really don’t have to get back up on that stage if you don’t want to.” Cody held me in an embrace as he prepared to leave for work.

“I have to make money somehow.” I leaned back and shrugged.

“Fuck it. Marry me.” He narrowed his eyes. “You don’t have to work anymore. I make enough to pay my rent and take care of my bills. That’s all we need, right?”

“Marry you?” I blinked in surprise, feeling my throat constricting.

“I’m going to take over my dad’s shop at some point. It’s not a glamorous life, but we’ll have each other.” He pulled me closer. “I’m serious.”

“I don’t know...” I shook my head. “Cody, I care about you a lot, but that is a huge step. We haven’t been together that long.”