Page 104 of Rush the Edge

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?

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.

Thirty-Five

DAISY

The pleasure intensifiesbeyond anything I’ve ever felt. Kane’s mouth traps mine as waves rock me from the inside out, dragging out every hidden desire and thought I’ve ever had about him.

It’s too good.

Too addicting.

I suck his tongue into my mouth, led by hot impulses and dirty thoughts. Once I let go, his teeth clamp onto my lip before he goes back in for another scorching kiss. My hips continue to move, reaching new highs as he explores every inch of my mouth.

It’s the best kiss I’ve ever had.

It’s the best orgasm I’ve ever had too.

I’m tingly all over, and the only thing I can think ismore, more, more.

Kane pulls back and balances himself above me. His pupils are dilated, lips swollen and wet from mine.

“Fuck,” he groans, coming back for more.

I smell my arousal on his fingers beside my head as he grips my hair. I want to be embarrassed, but with the hungry look in his eye, I can’t be.

It’s animalistic and wild, like he can’t get enough.

For the first time in a long time, I feel desirable.

Our mouths seal again, and this time, I’m the one to do the exploring. I deepen the kiss, sucking on his tongue, getting lost in the way it moves against mine.

His hard length presses against my throbbing clit, and even though the fabric of his pants separates us, my breasts grow heavy again.

A noise frees from my mouth, and he presses into me hard. I meet him halfway, rubbing against his pants to feel the roughness against my clit.“Daisy?—”

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