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One scene where he goes dancing with her and gets angry as hell when another man dances up on her on the dance floor makes me eye Steele closely.
We went out dancing two weeks ago and he about took some guy’s head off because he started bumping up onto me on the dance floor. I had to drag him out of there before he maimed the guy. His jaw was rock-solid and his gray eyes flashed with silver sparks of fury. It was sexy and I hate to say it but I felt a little quiver in my belly.
Which was obviously that bad crab I ate. Because there’s no way in hell that I wanted my buddy to be jealous or that I found it sexy. No way.
His eyes flash in the dark and he grins at me, holding out the popcorn. I take a handful and he grunts before shoving another huge handful in his mouth.
I chew slowly, feeling my body softening and leaning towards him.What the hell is going on with me?
If I didn’t know better, I’d say I have a crush on my best friend. But that can’t be it! Can it?
CHAPTER3
Steele
My dick is about to punch out of my jeans where I’m sitting next to Chastity in the dark. She’s transfixed by the movie and I’m transfixed by her.
I can’t stop watching her and to tell the truth I’m not even sure what the hell this movie is about.
She gasps and her soft lips part, her eyes going wide. I groan under my breath.
I want to slide my aching length inside her wet heat and fuck her so hard that she won’t ever be able to look at another man.
That might seem wrong. But the truth is I’ve been in love with my best friend for what feels like forever. Every second I spend with her seems like not long enough and too long. Too long to hide my feelings for her and not long enough to get my fix for the curvy little beauty.
But she’s my captain’s little sister and my best friend and I feel like if I cross that line, I’m betraying both of them and myself.
Does that make any sense? Hell, no! But it’s how I feel.
I run my hands through my hair and try to figure out how to ask her for a favor that I know I shouldn’t ask for. The team is holding a charity event and this one is the worst. A date with a Twister. Ugh!
There’s nothing I hate worse than thinking about going out with anybody but Chastity. I need her help. But I don’t know if it’s crossing that invisible line that I’ve already put up between us.
In the meantime, I watch her hands lift, wrapped together like she’s praying and I listen to the faint sniffles that she’s trying to hold back. She’s the biggest sucker for a happily ever after in the movies that I’ve ever seen. Before it’s over she’s tearing up and breaking down all at the same time.
The lights come up and I can’t look away. She’s got this misty damn smile on her face and there are tears rolling down her pale cheeks, glittering as they pass over the freckles dotting them.
Fuck!She’s gorgeous! And I’m a damn bastard for wanting to lick those tears off her cheeks and fuck her into next week.
I stand and hold my hand out for hers. She gives me hers and as soon as I feel our skin slide together, she jumps like she’s just been shocked. My brow wrinkles. I swear an arc of electricity so strong that you could almost see it in the dim air jumped between us.
“You good, firefly?” She didn’t know that I called her that because she lit up all my dark spaces and made me smile. Another little secret to hide from her.
She grimaced and tugged her hand out of mine, rubbing at the skin like it still tingled. Yeah, she felt something too. My heart felt light for just a minute when I thought that maybe she felt some of the same things that I was feeling. Maybe the attraction was mutual and I wasn’t the biggest dick on the planet.
“Yeah. I must have just got some static electricity from the carpet.” She wouldn’t meet my eyes and I felt my heart sink in my chest. An empty feeling like when you bottomed out on a roller coaster hit me. I’m just seeing things that aren’t there. I should just let her be and move on with someone else. Anyone else.
I’m no good for her. No good for any woman. I bounced around from foster family to foster family but no-one wanted a teenager with a chip on his massive shoulders. The only thing that kept me sane was the rec league of hockey that one of the after-school programs introduced me to. I was big and broad and just aggressive enough to be really good out on the ice. Good enough to have a college give me a shot.
Then to get picked up by a semi-pro team. And then Tacoma Twisters saw me and offered me the golden ticket. Everything that I’ve ever wanted. Money, fame and more pussy than I could shake a hockey stick at. The puck bunnies crawled out of the woodwork and for a while I let myself wallow in all the depravity I’d always felt not good enough for.
But it just left me cold. I couldn’t figure out what I was missing. Until our team captain, Everest, brought his baby sister by the rink. That was the start of my obsession. I told myself all I needed was to talk with her and it would go away. But it didn’t. She made me laugh, she made me smile. She made me feel more alive than I’d felt in all my years on this damn planet.
But I couldn’t have her. No fucking way! The bro code was enforced strictly by the guys. You didn’t fuck with any of your teammates family members. That shit could get your ass kicked by any and all of them.
So I pushed all those feelings down and told myself that we were just friends. Hah! Since when did you want to push your friends body up the wall until she could wrap her lovely, silky legs around your body and then slide your aching cock inside her hot pussy, feeling her wrap around you, sinking into all that warm, wet heaven and letting go inside her until you marked her as yours for all time.
I was a possessive son of a bitch and I wanted all of her for my own.
