Rush the Edge: A Brother’s Best Friend Hockey Romance (Blue Devils Hockey Book 3)

I wake to my phone pinging and groggily trap it within my tired grip. Squinting from the light, I wait until my eyes focus and instantly dread the words following the random number.

Unknown

It wasn’t enough. They’re saying I still owe.

My heart thuds inside my rib cage.

What does he mean it wasn’t enough?

I skip my gaze all around my room, like the answer is written on the walls somewhere.

I paid the amount Miles said he owed, so either he lied to me, or he gambled again and added more dollar signs to his debt.

I click my phone off with anger. The morning sun is close to shining over the buildings, but for now, I decide to bask in the darkness of my room and ignore the pit in my stomach.

Daisy shifts beside me, and just like that, I’m distracted.

A yearning flies to my fingertips, but I’ve been on my best behavior all night.

Each time I stirred awake, I kept my distance, knowing she needed rest. Sure, I stared at her a few times and traced the curve of her delicate jaw, but as if there was an imaginary line drawn between us, I stayed on my side of the bed.

That isn’t to say she has stayed on her side, though.

Her body heat pricks my skin, and if I move a breath in her direction, we’ll be touching.

It’s like high school all over again. The most innocent touches from her turn into wicked thoughts and insane desires. Nerves eat away at my stomach, which is insane because I rarely get nervous.

Especially with a woman.

Daisy moves again, and every hair on my body stands erect. Out of my peripheral vision, I watch her turn toward me with an outstretched arm.

My heart pounds.

One of her legs wraps around mine, and I die a silent death when she uses it as an anchor to pull herself closer.

Fuck me.

If she were awake, she wouldn’t be doing this. She’d probably scowl at me and say something to irritate me, so I take this for what it is and wrap my arm around her and trap her.

There is no reason for my behavior other than it feels too damn good to have her body heat mingling with mine.

Daisy makes a noise, and my dick is the first to notice.

Her chest brushes against my side, and I’m on edge. I squeeze my eyes shut until…is she shirtless?

I snap to her torso playing peek-a-boo with the covers, and my life flashes before my eyes.

She has nothing covering her breasts.

My mouth parts as I continue to stare at her teasing curves while realizing that her bare nipples are what’s grazing my chest.

Is she trying to kill me? I think for a moment. Actually, yeah, that’s probably likely.

“Daisy.” Her name squeezes out between my clenched teeth.

She makes a noise right before a breathy sigh floats against my skin.

“Where the hell is your shirt?” I sound calm, but I’m raging just as much as my dick is.

She snuggles further into me. “I was hot,” she says groggily. “Probably had a fever or something.”

I shut my eyes. “So you took your shirt off? While in my bed?”

Daisy tenses, as if just coming to.

Before she can scurry away, I flip her onto her back and hover above her. Those pretty eyes flutter open, and I silently wish the sun would rise a little more so I could get lost in the blue of them like I’m out at sea.

“I…” Her slow, shallow breaths catch my ear. “I forgot I was in your bed.”

I chuckle darkly. “Or do you enjoy tempting me?”

I’m turned on, irritated from the warnings in my head, and seconds from showing her how I really feel about her being in my bed.

This is bad.

I should have never even brought her here, but I was worried about her after she fell asleep in my car. After the fever incident and River’s constant checks on her, I thought it was best.

“I do like irritating you,” she whispers. “But I really did forget I was here.”

Silence nestles in between the space I’ve purposefully put between us, but the longer I stare at her from above, the more my eyes adjust. Perfect bow-shaped lips, high cheekbones, soft hair intertwined in between my fingers.

“Are you going to tell me to get off of you?” Why hasn’t she yet?

Her head tilts. “Will you actually listen?”

Heat erupts in my groin from the movement of her legs. I’m too afraid to see if she opened them up for better access, because if she did, I’ll take it as an invitation.

“I’ll listen,” I answer. “If you want to leave my bed, I’ll let you.”

This little game we’ve been playing needs to end.

I’m already too sucked in, thinking about her every second of the day, watching her from the ice when I should be paying attention to the game, forgetting that her brother is my best friend who I made a pact with years ago not to touch her.

I broke it not once, but twice. I shouldn’t break it again.

Unless…

“Do you want to leave my bed, Daisy?”

Silence.

All I hear is my raging heartbeat.

She opens her mouth, and I think I might die if she says yes.

“If you don’t want to leave my bed…” I unbury my hand from her hair and gently brush the strands away from her face. “Then tell me.”

Her sweet gasp hits me in every hidden spot as I brush my fingers against her delicate neck. I desperately crave her soft skin against my lips, so much that I’m starting to spew lies to myself.

Maybe if we give in to the tension, just this once, we won’t be so tempted the next time. The chemistry will simmer; the pull will lessen.

“No.”

My head jerks to the side. “No?” No, what? No, she won’t tell me, or no, she doesn’t want to leave my bed?

She pouts quietly, and I detest that I have no idea what she’s thinking.

I drag my fingers achingly slow against her neck and let them brush over her collarbone before skimming past the curve of her breast. I land at her hip bone and pause. “No, what?” I ask. “You don’t want to leave my bed? Or are you refusing to answer my question?”

Daisy’s ribs expand, and I bite my tongue.

God damn, she is irresistible.

“Just say it,” I beg.

“Say what?”

I’d give up my last breath to hear her say she wants me as much as I want her.

“That you want to stay right here in my bed.” I lean down and brush my lips against her ear. I inhale her scent, and goosebumps rise to my skin, just like they do hers.

My fingers get lost in her hair, and I tug on the strands to ground us both. “Tell me you want me to make you feel good. That even though we bicker and irritate each other on purpose, you still trust me enough to have you like this.”

Somehow, my hand ends up in between her legs. I keep it steady on the inside of her thigh, but all I want to do is pull the thin boy brief panties from her body and toss them to the floor with the rest of her clothes she shed throughout the night.

“Kane.” The heat behind my name coming from her lips is hot enough to burn the entire complex to ashes.

“Do you still trust me, Daisy?” I ask, hope obvious in my tone.

I glide my fingers up farther and play with the fabric of her panties.

We’re both out of breath, desire pulling in every direction. Say yes.

“You can go back to hating me after,” I say, in hopes it’ll encourage whatever the hell we’re doing. “We can go back to remembering that you’re River’s sister and never speak of this again.”

I glide one of my fingers beneath the cotton of her panties. Ah, fuck. I shut my eyes from the heat pooling. My dick throbs, and my palms tingle. Touching Daisy feels right. So fucking right.

“I trust you,” she whispers.

Her head tips backward against my pillow the moment I give in.

My fingers brush against her arousal, and the room spins.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.”

A breathy whimper falls from her lips while her hips flex forward for more pressure.

“Patience, little devil.” I need this to last.

I slowly push a finger inside of her, and the heat travels through my bloodstream.

She moans, and it’s the hottest sound I’ve ever heard. Eager to hear it again, I slowly pull my finger out only to glide it back in. The morning light begins to cast a glow throughout the room, and I watch her pretty lips part with pleasure.

“So fucking beautiful.” I’m talking to myself more than I am her.

I add another finger and angle my palm so it skims against her clit. Her sexy whimper fills my room, and all I want to do is catch it on my lips.

Kissing her would be end game for me, though.

I’d be trapped for life. Just watching her come apart from my touch is addicting. Feeling her lips on mine? I don’t know if I’ll be able to recover.

Daisy’s breasts are on full display. They bounce slightly with the shifting of her hips as she meets my fingers halfway. My mouth waters when I glance at her pretty, pink nipples. They deserve to be touched, sucked, and fucking worshiped.

I bend and suck the tight bud of her breast into my mouth.

A curse slips out of her mouth, and I love the dirty word falling off her pretty lips.

My tongue sweeps against her nipple, over and over again, until I think it’s had enough attention, then I move toward the other one, repeating the motion.

Daisy’s hips work against my hand faster and faster. I eagerly pull her panties off, letting those perfect, smooth legs spread open wide, giving me the best view of my fingers slipping in and out of her.

“Look at how needy you are.” I slow my movements and gaze between her thighs.

Daisy’s eyes are full of lust as she looks down. We make eye contact a moment later, and I nearly burst. Her lip is trapped between her white teeth, and although she’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, there’s a naughty glint in her eye that has my spine tingling.

“Jesus Christ,” I mumble.

Her eyelashes flutter closed, and I pump in and out again. Her moans grow louder, and I know she’s close.

“That’s it,” I encourage, brushing my lips over her ear. “Show me what you’ve got.”

Her hand wraps around my wrist as I tease her pussy, nails digging into the skin, leaving the most delicious bite behind. “Kane,” she whispers my name seductively.

“I’m right here, little devil. Come for me.”

“Yo Kane, you up?”

Daisy sucks in all the air in my bedroom. Her entire body clenches, including her pussy.

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

“Don’t move,” I warn.

I quickly pull the covers up over my back as I hover above her, fingers still deep inside. My door flies open, and it takes River all of two seconds to figure out that I’m not alone.

“Oh. Shit. My bad.” I expect the door to shut, but it doesn’t. “Since when do you let girls in your bed?”

Daisy’s eyes are wide, like she’s just now realized that she has a brother and that he’s my best friend. She tries to wiggle away, but there’s nowhere to go. My free hand clamps to her hip, and I shoot her a warning look. If she thinks she’s getting out of this bed without coming all over my hand, she’s sorely mistaken.

“What do you want?” I’m agitated. “I’m a little busy.”

“Yeah, I can see that.” He snorts. “It reeks of sex pheromones in here.”

I clench my eyes. If only he knew that those were his sister’s sex pheromones.

“I was just wondering if you knew where Daisy was…but apparently not. I just got home from a shift, and she’s not in the apartment.”

Daisy’s lips roll together. We make eye contact, and I can’t help but move my fingers inside of her. “Fuck if I know. I’ve been preoccupied most of the night.”

Yeah, by watching his sister breathe and now watching her come.

Daisy’s fingernails dig into my wrist again, and I raise an eyebrow.

“Finish,” I mouth to her.

Her eyebrows cave. It’s obvious she thinks I’m crazy. And I am…for her.

River sighs. “Alright, well, carry on. I’ll see if Malaki knows anything.”

Can I count that as having his permission to finger-fuck his sister?noveldrama

Only someone demented would say yes, so I guess that means I’m fucking insane, because as soon as the door latches, I get right back to where we left off.

“Kane!” Her quiet scold pushes me over the edge.

“You’re going to finish what we started,” I say. “I didn’t lie to your brother and pretend you were some random woman in my bed for nothing.”

That addicting defiant look is in her eye, but her legs fall open as soon as my thumb swipes against her clit.

“There you go,” I encourage. “Don’t tell me you can’t finish just because your brother interrupted us for a few seconds.”

A challenge flares in those pretty baby blues. I grin at her with so much desire flowing through my blood that I may be hard for days.

Maybe even weeks.

My cock is rock solid, pulsing harder with each tilt of her hips.

Daisy’s eyes flutter shut when I rub her clit faster. My two fingers are deep inside of her when her pussy squeezes me tight before she breaks in my hands like a dam.

Remembering that River could be just outside the door and hear his sister’s hot little whine, I do the only thing I can think of.

I put my mouth on hers and seal my own fate.