Craving My Best Friend’s Brother
“How do you like your cock sucked?”
He throws his head back and laughs. My brows furrow. Then his gaze drops to mine again. “You’re cute. But not tonight, Chan.”
“But—”
“Another time.”
Before I can respond, he scoops me up like I am his newlywed bride, arms under my knees and back, and carries me to the bed. He slowly lowers me onto the mattress.
His hand slides to the nape of my neck, fingers working into my hair, and he pulls me into a deep, claiming kiss.
I close my eyes and melt into it, arms curling around his neck. A moan escapes me when his mouth leaves mine and closes over one nipple. The wet suction sends a jolt straight between my legs. His hand drifts lower, fingers finding my clit and rubbing slowly. The pleasure becomes tight. More moans spill out before I can stop them.
I bite my lip hard, trying to stay quiet. My family is downstairs eating dinner. If they hear—if anyone hears—they’ll kill me.
He switches to the other breast, sucking harder while his fingers keep working me.
~~~
Chancé has been in love with River Dawson for four years.
The charismatic hockey captain is everything she should avoid—magnetic, reckless, and dangerously irresistible. River doesn’t believe in relationships. He doesn’t do love. And according to his twin sister Cortney—Chancé’s best friend—he definitely isn’t someone Chancé should ever get involved with.
But when Chancé saves River during a near-drowning accident, the boy she’s secretly loved finally notices her.
What begins as a stolen moment quickly becomes a secret, intoxicating affair built on strict rules: no love, no labels, no drama—and absolutely no one can find out. Especially not Cortney.
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Chapter: This is Worse***~~~ RIVER~~~***I notice her. I’ve always noticed her, and Chan has always been… naive. Quiet. Too soft for someone like me.I’ve been watching her for four years. Even before all these forbidden escapades. Before the lake. Before she saved my life.My jaw tightens slightly at the memory. If she hadn’t pulled me out that afternoon… I don’t even let myself finish that thought. I owe her. More than she realizes. And maybe that’s why I try so hard to make her invisible. Because if I give her too much attention, I already know how this ends.I know girls like her. They fall. They fall really hard. And Chan? She’s fragile. Just like I was four years ago. Just like I was before this lifestyle of mine started at sixteen. My phone had buzzed in my pocket that Saturday night just as I drove into the mansion's driveway. I didn’t need to check to know who it was. I saw her message. Did you get home safe? I read it. I just didn’t reply. I stared at it longer than I should have. I couldn’t
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Chapter: We Need To TalkI feel used. Completely used. That’s been the way I’ve felt since the first time River came into my room. He didn’t even acknowledge it before he just took what he wanted.There was one thing I thought would change. I thought if I let him have my body, my virginity, he would like me back, but I guess not. I had tried to be what he wanted. Tried to watch porn in order to perform well for him but still the same result. We have fucked 14 times in the last three months of starting this forbidden thing, and each time, he always leaves immediately after sex. At least on Saturday he said good job, and I received a kiss on my forehead. I guess I satisfied him this time.But he hasn’t reached out.I’ve checked my phone for the hundredth time—still no messages, no calls.My eyes land on my last message to him after I cried. Did you get home safe?Delivered. Three days ago.My stomach twists every time I see it sitting there unanswered.My fingers hover over the keyboard. Maybe I should text ag
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Chapter: His SlutI toss and turn until I finally stop. With my hand on my stomach, I stare at the ceiling, letting out a long breath. Cortney dropped me home thirty minutes ago, and River hasn’t shown up yet.Maybe it is for the best.I sigh, running my hand through my hair.What exactly am I doing? I know he will never love me. I know he will never give me a chance. So why am I still waiting?The knock on my door startles me. I sit up and quickly throw my hair in a low ponytail the way I normally do.“Come in.” I reach for my glasses and put them on.My elder sister opens the door and stands in the doorway. “Coming down for dinner? Mom made chicken.” I am not in the mood to eat, and she can see it written all over my face. “You like chicken.” She sighs and enters, closing the door behind her. “Okay, what is wrong? You know you can talk to me.”She sits down on the bed, and I pull my legs closer together. I search her eyes. I can’t tell her a boy is bothering me. I can’t open up to her because I know
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Chapter: Just spam( Two Months Later)The rink is loud with cheering—fans screaming and clapping as the players race across the ice. But the noise fades in the back of my mind the moment his eyes meet mine for a glimpse. Now all I hear is his voice from the night before. Low. Close to my ear.“How do you want to be fucked today, Chan?”I can feel my pussy get wet as he chases the puck, his strong build and tall height cutting across the ice, breath fogging in the cold air. But in my head, I can still hear the slow rhythm of his breathing, feel it warm against my neck like he’s still right behind me.River skates like the ice belongs to him—sharp turns, fast strides, shoulders loose with confidence. He knows exactly what he is doing, and he has been on the rink since he was six years old.My eyes follow the way his jersey stretches across his back, the way he pauses when he stops too quickly. I know things about him no one in these stands knows. Things they would never guess.Like how his voice sounds i
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Chapter: Prologue***~~CHANCÉ~~***“Come here.”River Dawson’s voice slides down my spine like a slow shiver. I’m standing only a few inches away from him, but those two words still pull me closer, like I’m tied to him by something invisible.Maybe I am.I should feel embarrassed about how easily I obey him. About how desperate that probably makes me look. But I don’t think about that too much. Because I like him.No—I’ve liked him for four years.The hotel light is dim. Outside the window, the city glows under the night sky. It’s Friday night, and I’m far away from home.I told mom I was sleeping at my best friend’s house. Instead, I’m here. With him.“Closer,” he murmurs.I step between his knees. My heart pounds so loudly I’m sure he can hear it. My pussy is so wet, I’m sure he can feel it. Four years ago, River didn’t even know I existed. I still remember the first time I saw him. It was at the Dawson house. He sat at the edge of the pool, laughing with some other guys. I couldn’t stop staring a
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