Triple Dare (Sterling Shore 7)

“Have you talked to your mother?” Ruby asks quietly.

“Not yet. Not my dad either. It’ll happen eventually, but right now, this is our time. I’m not letting their drama fuck with us.”

“There she is!” Maverick booms, grabbing Krysta up and throwing her over his shoulder.

Krysta looks shocked and scared for a second, but Maverick is about to make her feel like the missing puzzle piece to the family. So I let him carry her off despite the pleading look on her face.

Ruby anxiously watches them through the glass doors as Maverick yells to everyone outside, introducing Krysta like they don’t all know her already.

Ruby visibly relaxes when he puts Krysta down. She relaxes even more when Krysta starts laughing.

“Come on,” she says, tugging my hand toward the hallway.

“What are we doing?” I ask, but my words are cut off when she suddenly spins around and tugs me down by the collar of my shirt.

I pick her up when our lips collide, and everything in me decides the hallway is the perfect place to fuck my girl.

“Bedroom,” she whispers against my lips, wrapping her legs around my waist. “Find one.”

Stumbling blindly, I make it through a door, and I press her against a wall as her skirt rides up higher. I fucking love it when she wears a skirt. Especially a leather skirt and red lace panties.

“Are you trying to drive me fucking crazy?” I groan, trying to balance her against the wall while undoing the belt on my jeans.

She grins and winks. “We’ve already decided we’re crazy. Might as well prove it.”

Her lace panties are easy to rip, and I toss them aside. The look in her eyes turns hungrier, and I finally get the damn jeans of mine undone. I kiss her harder just as my pants slap the floor, and I shove inside her without warning.

Her head and back thud against the wall, but she doesn’t stop kissing me. Just as I thrust in again, the door opens, and someone gasps.

“Damn it,” a very familiar voice growls before slamming the door shut.

I stand here, frozen to the core, as Ruby’s mouth falls unhinged. Her eyes are full of amused horror as she stares over my shoulder.

“Please tell me that wasn’t your fucking father,” I groan, and she starts laughing while my poor dick loses interest in the girl I have pinned against the wall.

“Ruby.” Jim’s voice booms outside the door, and he bangs the door with his fist for emphasis. “Your sister is about to cut her cake.”

Ruby smothers her laugh as I turn pale, and she scrambles away from me to grab her ripped panties.

“Damn. I really liked these,” she says too calmly.

“That’s what you’re worried about right now?” I hiss, jerking my jeans up and getting them fastened as quickly as possible.

She looks over at me as humor dances in her eyes. “I’m pretty sure he’s more traumatized than you.”

“He’s going to fucking kill me. For real this time,” I groan, to which she just laughs harder.

She grabs my hand, and I jerk the ripped panties out of her grip before shoving them in my pocket. Jim really doesn’t need to see those.

Damn it. Now Ruby will be walking around in a skirt with no panties.

My cock stirs back to life, and I curse it. Why did I have to think about it?

As soon as Ruby throws open the door, Jim is standing in front of us, looking a very alarming shade of angry-red. Fuck my life.

“Hi, Daddy,” Ruby says sweetly, squeezing my hand for support and dragging me behind her, as Jim continues to envision ways to dispose of my body.

Jim doesn’t utter a word, and I glue myself to Ruby’s back. He won’t risk hurting his little girl, and I’m not ashamed to use her against him.

When we reach the outside with everyone else, Krysta is cutting her cake. It’s just a small way of welcoming her into our lives the way she should have always been.

Maverick winks at me, letting me know he’s got her. Poor Krysta will be getting treated like Britt. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I have a sister. I don’t think it’s fully digested yet.

“You asshole!” Brin’s shrill exclamation has everyone turning around, and laughter bubbles out of everyone when we see her standing there soaking wet.

Rye shrugs as he walks away, and Brin slowly lowers her almost empty soda bottle while glaring at his back.

“You used my own prank against me?” she growls.

“It’s actually one of the leftovers from the office,” Rye says, sounding pleased with himself. It takes me a second to realize that she’s soaking wet because the soda somehow exploded on her.

Bella walks up, smirking at us as she takes in Ruby’s new engagement piercing and tattoo.

“So it’s official?” she asks.