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Odell in the MM.
Rayne POV
I woke up the next morning feeling arms wrapped around me tightly. I looked up to see Odell peacefully sleeping, I took some time out to really look at his features. That jawline, those lips, the beard he was growing it really fits him. I ran my finger down his cheek and he opened his eyes.
"Girl what you doing?" He asked with sleep in his voice.
"Just looking."
"Need to be sleeping." He pulled my body closer to his and kissed my forehead.
"What you doing up anyway?" He asked.
"Well, I have to go to the bathroom but somebody is holding me hostage."
"You know you can't walk."
"And why I can't?"
"Cause I tore that ass up!"
"I can't stand you sometimes." He let me go as I sat up in the bed.
"All right don't hurt yourself now." He folded his hands behind his head.
"Boy please."
I scooted to the end of the bed as soon as I stood up my body hit the ground.
"Rae, you all right?" He asked with amusement in voice.
"Don't you dare. Just help me off the floor."
"A please would be nice."
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Boy."
He got out of the bed and helped me up. He took me to his bathroom and was teasing me about falling on the floor, he got me a toothbrush and towels to bathe and wash my face with. As I was brushing my teeth he was doing the same at another sink and kept glancing at me.
"Can I help you?"
He didn't answer and he cut his eyes at me. I finished up and washed my face. As soon as I took the towel off my face Odell was standing right behind me, I turned around to face him.
"What are you doi-"
He cut me off by kissing me roughly and sitting me on the counter. He pulled my body closer to his and held my thighs down, he bit my lip for entrance which I gladly gave and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pecked my lips a few more times and looked at me.
"Keep on with the attitude. You know there's nothing on under this shirt." He rubbed my thigh.
"What you gonna do about it?" I asked as I rubbed him through his sweats.
"Bend over."
I wasted no time hopping off the counter, bending over facing the mirror. I didn't care about the soreness between my legs anymore I just wanted him inside me. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a condom and rolled it on himself. He teased my opening with his fingers.
"Stop playing." I whined.
As soon as I said that he slid in and started giving me slow and deep strokes. I tried to push him back as he sped up but he pushed my hand away.
