Page 78 of Deal Takers

Brody pinches my chin between his thumb and forefinger, prompting me to raise my head. “Look me in the fucking eye and tell me you don’t love me. That I’m nothing more than a fuck to you. That I was amistake.”

I brace myself for what I’m about to do. I need to get through this without crying so he’ll believe me.

I look him straight in the eye. “I don’t love you, Brody. This whole thing was a mistake.”

He doesn’t even try masking the pain. Hewantsme to see it. He wants me to take it back, but I can’t. Not because I don’t want to, but becauseI can’t. I can’t give him the words he wants—even though Idolove him—because I can’t give him that power over me. I don’t think I could ever recover from Brody breaking my heart, so I have to end this before it gets any worse.

He releases my chin and steps back. “You know what, Rainey?Fuck you—I don’t need this shit. You’ve been looking for a way out since this began. You’d rather be miserable and alone than take a chance on loving someone. You’re lying to yourself and to me when you claim you don’t return my feelings.You’re a fucking coward, hiding behind your excuses and assumptions. Clearly, I’m not the guy who’s going to break through your impenetrable wall. I actually feel sorry for the next dumbass who tries.”

I jump when he grabs his mug off the counter and chucks it against the wall. “Fuck!” His nostrils flare as he stares at the brown liquid dripping down the wall. “I know when to cut my losses, Rainey. I’m done trying. Don’t worry about running into me around our friends. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen. I don’t even want to fucking look at you, let alone be in the same room with you.”

I bite my tongue to hold back the sob in my throat. His words cut deeply, but they’re completely justified. I almost tell him I didn’t mean a word and beg him to forgive me, but instead, I say, “Goodbye, Brody.”

I’m barely out the door before the flood of tears begins.

CHAPTER 47

Brody

You know the saying, “The best way to get over someone is to get someone else to hop onyour dick?”Okay, maybe that’s not exactly how it goes, but you know what I mean. Anyway, that’s what started the chain of events that led me here. Try to remember my heart just got annihilated because what you’re about to see isn’t exactly pretty.

“Brody, I’m so glad you called me,” Cara says as she’s grinding on my lap. “I’ve been dying to take a ride on this beast again.” She dives back into kissing me.

Don’t look at me like that. We’re still fully clothed. And I’m not even hard which is a miracle in itself because it’s not for lack of trying. Unfortunately, my disinterest only makes her work harder.

Cara tears off her shirt, exposing her very large,very nakedbreasts. She rubs her tits and tugs on her nipples. I think she’s trying to be sexy, but I’m not feelin’ it. “I remember how much you liked my boobs. Feelfree to play with themhoweveryou want. I’m always game for a good titty fuck.” She grinds into me again, trying to get a reaction out of me. Her last statement alone should’ve worked, but I can practically hear Thor yawning.

My lips part when she grabs a tit and brings the nipple to my mouth. As I make a halfhearted attempt to suck, and lick, and hell, just enjoy myself in general, I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Cara’s nipples are light brown, instead of dark pink like Rainey’s. And sure, her tits are huge, but they’re not real like Rainey’s are. I’m totally pro boob job, but there’s no reason to overdo it and walk around looking like a porn star, ladies. Cara’s are abnormally high and firm, sort of reminding me of an overinflated balloon. They’re nothing like Rainey’s soft, perfectly shaped breasts that I loved using as a pillow.

“Mmm, yeah,” Cara moans. “Suck ’em harder, Brody. I like it rough.”

Is her voice grating on your nerves, too? It’s too high-pitched, like she’s channeling Minnie Mouse or something. I think my balls shriveled up a little. Just the sound of Rainey’s deep, sexy rasp could get me going in two seconds flat. But this woman? She’s making me evenlessaroused than I was, if that’s possible. I pull my mouth away and just blink rapidly, trying to figure out why the hell I’m even doing this.

“Aw, what’s wrong, baby?” she pouts. “Do you need a little oral encouragement?”

She takes my silence as her cue to slide off my lap onto the ground. As she unbuckles my belt and works the zipper down, her bleached hair flashes to strawberry-blonde, and Thor jerks in excitement.

“Ooh, somebody’s looking forward to getting in my mouth,” she purrs.

I blink again, and the image clears. I scoot out of her reach right before she grabs my dick. I stand abruptly and begin fastening my pants. “I’m sorry, Cara. This was a mistake.”

Hey, there’s some irony for ya, huh?

She frowns, still kneeling topless on the floor, like she’s waiting for me to come back. “What’s going on, Brody? Did you want to stick it up my ass instead? BecauseI’m totally intothat.”

Remember what I said earlier about dangling carrots and how no respectable man would ever turn it down? Well apparently, I’m the guy who walks away. It makes sense, I suppose, because I can’t say I respect myself very much right now.

“Uh…thanks for offering, but I need to go.”

“Why?” she whines. “We were just getting started.”

“I’m sorry, Cara. It’s not you, I swear.”

She gives me a knowing look. “Oh, Brody, are you trying to get over someone?”

“You could say that. I’m sorry. I thought I was ready for this, but I’m not.”

Cara smiles softly. “Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find me.”

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