Deal Takers (Dealing with Love 2)

She smiles. “Thanks. I won’t be too long.”

I zone out on the NFL Network, trying not to think about the fact that Rainey is wet and naked right now, but I’m not doing such a great job. Thor is so excited that if I look down, I can see him trying to peek out of the top of my jeans. The water’s been running for about five minutes and I can’t take it anymore. I hope she’s had enough time to herself because I’m suddenly feeling the need for a shower. Making a move like this could turn out two ways: either she’ll invite me in with open legs or she’ll punch me between my legs. I’m hoping it’s the former.

I quietly open the door to Rainey’s master bath, thankful it wasn’t locked, and close it behind me so the steam doesn’t escape, alerting her to my presence. Luckily, her tub has a curtain rather than glass doors, so I have a better chance of pulling this off. I quickly remove my clothes and cross the room. I open the floral curtain slightly to peek inside and practically jizz on the spot. Rainey has her head tilted back under the spray, rinsing her hair. Her tits are pushed forward, water sluicing off those luscious mounds, begging for me to catch the droplets with my tongue. Her eyes are closed as I step into the tub so she jumps when I seal my mouth over one rosy bud.

“What the—” she yelps.

I release her nipple with a pop and stand to my full height, towering over her. “Mind if I join you?”

I think we both realize at the same time that this is the first time we’ve seen each other fully naked so we have a moment of silence as we take inventory.

Christ, her body is fucking amazing.

I can’t wait to get my hands and mouth on every inch of it. Bountiful curves in all the right places. A stomach that’s flat but soft and thighs that are toned but thick—perfect for biting. Rainey’s complained in the past about being too curvy, which is fucking ridiculous in my opinion.

Ladies, I’m gonna let you in on a little secret. Women come in all shapes and sizes and trust me when I say that dudes love looking at you naked no matter which category you fall under. We don’t pick apart every little flaw like you do, either. That cellulite on your ass that you loathe? I promise that’s not what we’re focusing on when we’re taking you from behind. Honestly, we probably don’t even notice it—we’re just trying not to come in two seconds from seeing you at that angle. The tits that you think aren’t big enough or that little pooch on your tummy that you’re always trying to suck in? We don’t care. Every man has different preferences but the one constant is this: we wouldn’t want to get you naked if we didn’t want to see you naked. Try remembering that the next time you’re worried about your perceived imperfections because there’s nothing sexier than confidence.

I wait until her eyes meet mine. “Like what you see?”

Her lips twitch. “Meh, you’re okay.”

I laugh. “Just okay, huh?”

She scrunches her nose. “Maybe a little more than okay.”

I palm her ass and pull her into me. “Do I need to remind you that there’s nothing little about me?”

“Brody?” She gasps when I lean down to nibble her neck.

“Hmm?”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

With pleasure, honey.

I push the wet hair away from her eyes as I lean down to take her lips. The kiss starts out slow, sensuous, in direct contradiction to the fury building inside of me. I want nothing more than to turn her around, bend her over, and shove myself into her from behind, but somehow I manage to hold myself back. As our tempo increases, Rainey clutches the back of my neck with both hands like she’s hanging on for dear life. Shallow strokes of the tongue become deeper. Light nibbles turn into demanding bites. I feast on the graceful lines of her neck while my hand kneads her incredible breasts. I get a brilliant idea, so I pull away from her to pick up a bottle off the built-in shelf.

“Have you had a chance to soap up yet?”

Rainey bites her bottom lip. “If I say no, are you going to do it for me?”

I grab the hot pink loofah from behind her and squirt a generous amount of peach scented body wash onto it. “I’d do it even if you said yes. You can never be too clean, you know.”

She laughs. “Is that so?”

I work up a lather and begin running it over her tits, paying special attention to her perky nipples. “I take personal hygiene very seriously.”

She automatically widens her stance when I kneel down to wash her shapely legs. I’m now at eye level with her pussy so I really have no choice but to give it some attention. Rainey gasps and slams her palm against the tiled wall when I run the fluorescent poof over her clit. Up and down. Down and then back up. Her flesh is slick as I abandon the sponge and use my thumbs to spread her lower lips open, teasing her—touching everywhere but the bullseye she wants me to hit. Rainey’s lips form the cutest little pout when I remove my thumbs, clearly wondering why I’ve stopped touching her. I give her a wicked smile as I grab the hand shower and turn the dial to release the flow

of water. She catches on quickly when I switch to the massage setting and turn it toward her.

Rainey’s head falls back against the wall as the spray hits her greedy little cunt. “Oh, God.”

“You like that, baby?”

“Unh...if you stop before I come, I’ll murder you. Slowly and painfully.”

I smile. “I’ll take that as a yes.”