Page 133 of Rush the Edge

“Daisy, Daisy, Daisy,” he rasps.

I giggle and catch his eye, but just as quickly as we lock gazes, his head snaps toward the other end of the rink.

“Fuck,” he mutters.

I scan the ice. The Zamboni comes into view with a man behind the wheel. My stomach drops.

Rationally, I know I should take a step back so I’m out of sight, turn the light off, and quickly get dressed.

But the very second Kane’s attention flings to mine while I stand naked in front of the glass, I smile like the little devil he keeps referring to me as.

“Daisy,” he warns.

“Better hurry, Kane. Or someone other than you is going to get a nice view tonight.”

Kane has officially made me lose my mind.

But if losing my mind means feeling like this, I’m perfectly content being thrown in a padded room.

Forty-Six

KANE

I’mout of breath by the time I make it to the other end of the arena, and that’s saying something, considering I’m in perfect shape.

The Zamboni machine whirs in the background, mixing with the sound of my thrumming pulse.

Daisy has nestled herself deep inside my head, making me chase her all over this damn arena just for a taste. She’s the only girl I’d be willing to do this for, and if that doesn’t mean something to her, then I don’t know what does.

I pull on the door handle eagerly and spot her immediately. “Found you.”

I flick the lights off so whoever is on the Zamboni won’t see us. She knows how wildly possessive I am of her by now, so it should come as no surprise to her when I make thatveryfucking clear in a few seconds.

“Now it’s time for me to make a point.” I’m driven by jealousy, but I admire her cheeky ways. She keeps up with me, and that’s something no one has ever been able to do before.

The door shuts behind me, and I flick the lock.

My dick pulses with the idea of having her all to myself behind a locked door.

“What point is that?” Daisy’s sweet whisper has a hint of excitement to it.

I swallow roughly as I stride over to her. Those glossy waves slip backward as she tilts her face to look me in the eye. It takes everything in me not to stare at her bare body.

“That even though you drive me crazy, I can drive you crazier.”

There’s no time to waste.

My hands clasp her curves to haul her against me. Her smooth legs wrap around my waist, and I sit in one of the seats. I glance at her sexy bedroom eyes and almost forget what I’m doing, but with the Zamboni getting closer to this side of the rink, I’m reminded pretty quickly that she was playing with fire just seconds ago.

“The thought of someone seeing you naked makes me lose my fucking mind.”

A tiny smile curves on her mouth.Oh, she likes it when I’m jealous?

“Do you like knowing that I want you all to myself?” I ask, running my nose against her delicate jaw.

She nods slowly, breaths rushed and fast. I become unhinged at the sight of her breasts rising and falling with every breath.

My mouth lands on her nipple, and desire pulls on my insides like a puppet. I swirl my tongue around, obsessing over the sounds leaving her. Daisy moves her hips, begging to feel my cock against her slick center, but I tap on the brakes.

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