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CHAPTER SEVEN
DREW
“This is going to be awesome!” I’m grinning so hard my face hurts.
“One hour, dude.” Brody hands the attendant his keycard.
I roll my eyes at him and grab a towel. After Brody lost his ass in the first hour of Hold ‘Em, I talked the guys into taking a poolside break. Lucky for me, we don’t even need to leave our hotel to visit one of Vegas’s highest rated toptional pools. It’s one of the reasons why I chose this place. Or the only reason. Tomato, tomah-to.
“Oh, whatevs. Don’t pretend like you’re not going to enjoy this.”
“Not like I would’ve a year ago,” Brody argues. “Riley, back me up here. Random boobs just don’t do it for you anymore, right?”
I plug my ears. “La-la-la-la-la! Not listening to a conversation about my sister’s boobs.”
Riley laughs. “I’m going to grab a bucket of beers. Nab some chairs and I’ll find you.”
I fist bump him. “Get two buckets.”
Riley nods and makes his way to the bar. I glance around the sea of bronzed beauties and have to remind my dick to chill the fuck out. Sporting wood might get me kicked out of here and neither one of us wants that to happen. But my God, it’s not going to be easy. Thank fuck for polarized Ray Bans. I mean, it’s not like you go to a topless pool and expect people to look away when you’re putting your finest assets on display, but I don’t want to look like a major creeper.
Brody smacks my arm. “Dude, quit staring and help me find some open loungers. This place is fucking packed.”
“Of course it’s packed.” I scoff. “Do you see all the nipples?”
“I’m trying not to see all the nipples,” he retorts.
“Rainey’s not here, dickweed. It’s perfectly okay to look. Even she said so.”
He points out some stacked loungers near the shallow end of the pool. “Doesn’t matter. Why would I care about some stranger’s tits when I have full access to the most perfect ladies on the planet anytime I want? Which by the way, I swear have gotten bigger.”
I pull the chairs apart and set them next to each other. “Not all of us are that lucky, dude.”
He laughs and claps me on the back. “Tough shit, bud. Maybe one of these days you’ll get sick of the single life.”
“I already am,” I mutter.
“What?”
I wave my hand dismissively. “Nothing.”
No sense in opening that can of worms right now, considering his sister is the reason behind that. One fucking kiss three months ago has ruined one-night-stands for me. Not that I haven’t had the opportunity...I just wasn’t feelin’ it. Hence, why I’m so excited about where I am right now. It’s been way too fucking long since I’ve had my hands—or eyes—on a pair of naked breasts.
Brody and I recline against our chairs to soak up some sun. Since this was a spur of the moment thing, we don’t have our swim trunks which is just fine considering I have no interest in swimming right now, even though the game of pool volleyball they have going on does look fun. Mainly because the women are sitting on the dudes’ shoulders, tits out. I smile, thinking to myself that this is hedonism at its finest; my eyes are bouncing all over the place taking it in. Big tits, small tits, perfect handful tits—you name it, they’re all out in the open for my viewing pleasure. As I peruse my options, one particular pair gives me pause. The brunette beauty attached to them is coming out of the pool which is conveniently no more than ten feet away from me. Her Jackie O sunglasses are concealing her eyes but I can tell she’s pretty and her body is fucking amazing. She’s a teeny thing—maybe five-three at best—with long, lean muscles and the most incredible set of breasts I’ve ever seen. They’d fit perfectly in my palms, and my hands aren’t what you would consider small. Goddamn, her nipples are even flawless—a light shade of brown just slightly darker than her skin and proportionate to her cup size, which if I had to guess, would be a full C.
Fuck, I really need to look away before my cock gets any bigger but I can’t. My fists clench, dying to swipe at the droplets of water beading down her skin. I swear I’m not usually this much of a tactless schmuck but this woman has me in a fucking trance for some reason.
“You want one?” Riley’s back, waving a can of beer in front of my face.
I grab the beer and crane my neck to look around him. “Move, fucker. You’re blocking my view.”
He laughs as he takes a seat at the end of his lounger. “You’re ridiculous, man.”
I jerk my chin toward the brown-haired goddess. “Dude, I know you’re about to marry my sister, but you cannot tell me you don’t appreciate those beauties. They’re impeccable.”
Riley briefly follows my gaze. “Fine, they’re nice. But they’re not for me.”
“Nice?!” I ask incredulously. “They’re stunning!”
