Deal Takers (Dealing with Love 2)

“Dev, wait,” I say.

“I need to get going, Lorraine. Have an incredible night.”

Okay, I love that woman to death but I kind of want to smack the smug smile off her face right now.

Chapter Forty-One

BRODY

I close the door after Devyn leaves and spin around to face the feisty redhead. “What was that about? Why did Devyn have such a shit-eating grin on her face?”

She smacks my bicep. Hard.

“Brody! You can’t keep showing up unannounced. What if someone other than Devyn was here? It’s too risky.”

“Relax, Rainey. Friends can hang out at each other’s place.”

“We are not those kind of friends. We are friends that meet on neutral territory. With other people present. What if Riley was here with Devyn?”

I shrug. “I don’t really see the problem.”

She looks like she wants to knee me in the balls. “What the hell, Brody? You can’t possibly be that forgetful. We agreed to keep this between us and only us.”

I hold my hands up like I’m dealing with a frightened animal. “Calm down, honey. Devyn obviously knows after catching us while your hand was on my dick.”

She crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her tits up for my viewing pleasure. Damn, those babies are gorgeous. I can’t wait to play with them later.

“Brody! Eyes up here!” she shrieks.

Oops. Rainey squirms when I pull her into me but she quickly stills when I kiss that spot on her neck that really gets her going.

“You can’t use sex to win an argument,” she insists.

“No?” I graze her perky nipple through her V-neck shirt. “You’d be a lot more convincing if you weren’t unbuttoning my pants right now.”

She looks down in surprise, like she didn’t realize she was doing it. “I’m serious, Brody. We’re not finished with this conversation.”

Do you see that? Not only has she not stopped, but she’s moved on to releasing the beast from its denim cage. I lift her shirt, exposing the light pink bra holding my favorite set of twins. Rainey grips Thor in her silky palm as I pull the right cup down and seal my lips over that tight, rosy bud. Does this look like she wants to keep talking? Yeah, I don’t think so either.

She moans when I bite down lightly. “You still want to talk, baby?”

Without warning, Rainey jumps up and locks her legs around me. Her nails bite into my shoulders as she says, “After. We can talk after.”

I squeeze her ass and head toward the bedroom. “Sure, honey. After.”

I think we can all see where this is going, but indulge me, if you will.

I pull her jeans and panties down in one fell swoop the second she hits the mattress. Rainey peels off her shirt and bra while I remove my own clothing like they’re covered in fire ants. As soon as I’m naked, I launch myself onto the bed, caging her in, taking care not to smush her. She welcomes me, her legs falling open naturally, and she licks her pouty lips as I settle in. I cradle her face in my hands and gaze into her chocolate eyes. Neither one of us says a word. We just stare. My dick is raring to go, and I can feel her wet heat beneath me, but that doesn’t seem to matter.

Did you catch the significance of this moment? I’m lying on top of a naked woman, with a raging hard-on that’s digging into her stomach, and I’m more interested in looking into her eyes than taking her to Pound Town. I think this may actually qualify as a mental break, but I give zero fucks about that right now.

I somehow manage to break the spell and kiss my way down her neck, to her collarbone, over to her perfect breasts. She moans my name as I flick my tongue over her nipple, alternating between licking and sucking it into my mouth. Rainey’s one of those awesome women that has really sensitive breasts. Sucking on her nipples gets damn near the same reaction as pulling on her clit. She’s so raw, so primal, I could happily spend hours giving these ladies the attention they deserve.

By the time I make my way down to her navel, she’s thrusting her hips and writhing against me, trying to gain friction in any way that she can. It’s shameless and wild and fucking breathtaking. She’s so goddamn responsive to every little touch, she makes me feel like the luckiest bastard on Earth.

Come to think of it, maybe I am. I can’t imagine anything better than having this woman spread willingly beneath me.

Rainey props herself up on her elbows to get a better view when I hover over her pussy, blowing my hot breath onto her lips. Ladies, take note: dudes love it when you watch. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing—fingering you, eating you out, pumping inside of you, hell, even getting ourselves off—you name it, we’re going to think it’s sexy-as-fuck if you’re watching it happen. It’s like asking us to watch porn with you. Hot.