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Falling For My Brother's Best Friend How Do You Know Each Other?
Cade"Alright, boys!" Coach claps his hands, his voice echoing off the locker room walls. "This is it! Scouts are watching! Your families are watching! This is your moment to show them what NorthCrest hockey is all about!"The guys are buzzing with energy, bouncing on their skates, smacking sticks against the floor.Riley leans over, grinning. "You're in a good mood. What's got you so hyped?"I scoff. "I'm not hyped.""Bullshit. You've been smiling since warmups.""I don't smile.""You're smiling right now."I am. I can feel it—this stupid grin I can't seem to wipe off my face.Because she's wearing my jersey.Quinn Holloway is sitting in those stands right now with my number on her back, and every time I think about it, something in my chest does this weird tight thing that I refuse to name.'Get it together. It's just a jersey. It doesn't mean anything.'Except it does. And I don't care who knows it."Let's go!" Coach shouts, and we file out of the locker room.The roar of the crowd
Falling For My Brother's Best Friend Going Crazy
QuinnI'm staring at the jersey.It's draped across Cade's bed—black with white lettering, his number emblazoned on the back: 19. The fabric looks worn in that way expensive athletic gear does when it's been used hard but taken care of.The guys left an hour ago. Early practice before the game, or warmups, or whatever hockey players do before they throw themselves at each other on ice.I remember him telling me to wear it. Remember the way his voice sounded when he said it—rough and commanding and almost desperate.I remember everything that happened after.A gasp escapes me, and I grab the nearest pillow, pressing it to my face as heat floods my cheeks.I just finished showering, and I'm standing naked in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection like I don't recognize the person looking back at me.I'm a mess.Red. Aching. Completely and utterly wrecked.His marks are everywhere. On my jaw. My neck. Above my breasts and between them. My stomach. My thighs. Everywhere his mouth t
Falling For My Brother's Best Friend Mine. All Mine.
PLEASE NOTE THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS BDSM.CadeHer eyes are wide, drinking in the polished steel cuffs and the spreader bar laid out beside her like a feast. That look—a little fear, a lot of fucking desire—it goes straight to my dick. 'She wants this. She just doesn’t know how much yet.'I pick up one cuff, the metal cool and heavy in my hand. “Give me your wrist, Quinn.”She hesitates for just a second, a sharp intake of breath, then slowly lifts her right arm. Her trust is a physical thing, a current that arcs between us. My heart does something in my chest. It's the first time she's willingly trusted me.I wrap the padded leather around her delicate wrist. The buckle clicks shut, a soft, final sound. I guide her hand to the wrought iron headboard, securing the cuff’s carabiner to a sturdy post. I do the same with her left wrist, stretching her arms above her head, leaving her gloriously exposed to me.I pause, my face inches from hers. “This okay?” My voice is rough.She tests the
Falling For My Brother's Best Friend Need You
Cade.I claim her lips again The taste of her is fucking maddening. Sweet coffee and pure Quinn. My hand slides down the curve of her spine, palming the perfect, round swell of her ass through her shorts, and I squeeze. Hard. The little sound she makes into my mouth isn’t a moan; it’s a fucking seismic event that travels straight to my cock."I need this." The words are a ragged prayer against her lips. "I fucking need you, Quinn." I feel like I’m on fire.Last night was a mistake. The cold, empty stretch of sheets that felt like a fucking century she should have never slept away from me.Her hips roll against me, a slow, desperate grind that has us both seeing stars. We’re a mess of tangled limbs and frantic energy, dry-humping like teenagers against the bedroom door."I missed you," I growl, my voice rough. Missed this. Missed the way you feel.She fists my shirt, pulling at the cotton, her nails scraping my skin through the fabric. She gasps, breaking the kiss only to dive right
Falling For My Brother's Best Friend Blurred Boundaries.
QuinnThe house feels like a graveyard.It's the first time I've been here when the guys aren't loud, obnoxious, and taking up every inch of space with their presence. Instead, they're scattered around the living room like ghosts—Marcus on his phone, Riley staring blankly at the TV, Jake sprawled on the floor with his eyes closed.I'm curled up on the couch with my textbook, munching on an apple, trying to focus on the Commerce Clause but mostly just pretending I'm not hyper-aware of the tension in the room.They're watching a hockey game on TV. Tomorrow's their big game—scouts will be there, apparently. They used to be excited about it, talking nonstop about plays and strategies. But whatever happened at practice today has drained the life out of all of them.Ash sits in the corner, an ice pack pressed to his jaw, scowling at nothing in particular.The door opens.Everyone tenses.Cade steps inside, and it's like a grim reaper just walked through the door. Or a vampire. Something dar
Falling For My Brother's Best Friend Can't Think Straight.
CadeI'm fucking everything up.The puck slides past me when I should catch it. My passes are sloppy, off-target. I miss an open net by a full three feet."West!" Coach's whistle pierces through my haze. "What the hell was that?"I skate over, breathing hard. "I'll do better.""That's what you said ten minutes ago." His face is red, frustrated. "We have a game tomorrow. I need you sharp, not—whatever this is.""I said I'll do better," I repeat, my voice flat."Cade—""Can I get back to practice now?"He stares at me for a long moment, then waves me off with visible irritation.I skate back to position, gripping my stick too tight. My mind is chaos—anger, confusion, frustration all tangled together until I can't tell where one emotion ends and another begins.Love? Why the fuck did I say all that shit about love to Quinn?I scoff under my breath and slam the puck toward the net with enough force that it ricochets off the post with a violent crack."Alright, break!" Coach calls out. "Fi
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