Page 60 of Deal Takers

I head downstairs into a kitchen that belongs on some HGTV show.

As I’m setting condiments out, I’m pulled back into someone’s hard chest. “What the?—”

Brody swings me around and slams the refrigerator door shut. “I’ve been dying to do this forhours.”

He attacks my lips, which quickly escalates into dry humping against the fridge.

I manage to break away from his mouth to say, “Brody, we can’t do this here.”

“Drew is out back, and the other three are upstairs. We’re fine.”

“Didn’t you get enough last night?”

He palms my ass and pulls me into his hard-on. “Does it feel like I’ve had enough? I don’t think it’spossibleto get my fill where you’re concerned.”

I lose my will to protest any longer when he starts kissing a trail down my neck. I moan when he palms my breast and takes my mouth again. Our hands are roaming everywhere while our tongues are tangled. God, what is it about this man? We’ve had sex seven times in the past two days, and I want himagain.

Brody pulls back and presses his forehead against mine. “We need to find an excuse to get out of here.”

I resume rubbing him through his jeans. “I can’t wait that long. Bathroom?”

He groans as he presses his crotch into my palm. “Fuck, Rainey. You’re killing me.”

I place a light kiss on his full lower lip. “You knowyou love it.”

He digs his fingers into my hips. “Honey, you know I do. You can touch my dick any time you’d like.”

I guide his hand back to my breast. “Mmm. I like that idea.”

His blue eyes sparkle as he dives down for another kiss.

“Hi, guys.”

Brody and I fly apart the second we hear Devyn’s voice. She’s standing next to the island with more than a little shock on her face.Shit!

“Devyn!” I shout nervously. “What are you doing here?”

She leans against the island and gives me anare you kidding melook. “It’s my kitchen. What areyoudoing in here?”

“Uh…”

Brody opens the fridge door, practically ripping it off the hinges. “Uh…beer. We came to get beer. Right, Rainey?”

Devyn gives me a knowing smirk. “It takes two of you, huh?”

Brody looks nervously between Devyn and me and starts inching away. “Uh…I gotta go…somewhere other than here.” He quickly makes his way to the French doors and steps out onto the patio.Chickenshit.

I try following, but Devyn blocks me. “Lorraine, what did I just walk in on?”

My face heats. “Depends. How long have you been standing there?”

She crosses her arms over her chest. “Long enough.”

Okaaay, the nonchalant approach it is.

Breezily, I roll my eyes. “It’s nothing. We’re just having a good time.”

“You andBrody? How long has this been going on?”

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