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CHAPTER 050: Greedy Brother
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Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 086: Say So
Her breathing’s changed—softer now, deeper. The kind that happens when she’s turned on and trying to pretend she isn’t. I can picture her perfectly. Back pressed against a wall, lips pursed in that half-annoyed, half-aroused way she does when I get under her skin. Probably still dressed in whatever office thing she wore to work today but is thinking about stripping it off now.“You, mister,” she finally says, “are a very naughty man. I didn’t even get to say what I called for, and you’re already steering the conversation straight to flirtation.”“What you called for?” I ask as I pull onto the road. “It’s Friday. I assumed this was a booty call. I’m already rerouting to your house.”“Knox Hartley! This is not a booty call.”“It’s not?”“No.”“Prove it.”“What?”“If you didn’t call because you missed my dick, prove it. Say so.”I can hear her hiding a chuckle.“I’m not always a horny girlfriend, you know?” she says.“Then prove it, Bunny. Tell me why else you called.”“It can’t be said
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 085: I Always Want To Have You
***~~KNOX~~***My opponent in the kickboxing ring has gotten a few good hits. The last one almost cracked a rib. Which is exactly what I wanted. Pain. It reminds me that I’m still alive.“Come on, Hartley,” someone from the sidelines yells. “You gonna let a stockbroker outkick you?”Laughter follows.My opponent grins, panting. He’s younger, probably in his early twenties, cocky, all limbs and fast feet. He’s been running his mouth since round one, but I’ve let him.I always let them think they’re winning.A low voice near the ropes pipes up—it’s my trainer, Jackson, arms crossed and chewing gum like it owes him money.“Wrap it up, Knox. He’s gassed. You’re just playing with your food now.”The guy lunges again, going for a jab-cross. I take the jab, duck the cross, and drive my elbow into his ribs with satisfying contact. He wheezes.“That’s what I’m talkin’ about!” someone else calls.One quick right hook to the jaw, then a left uppercut under his chin. He finally stumbles back fa
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 084: Cleaning Their Messés
This has got to be the worst weekend in the history of weekends.First, Hunter decided to accuse me of destroying his wedding. Then Serena, my own sister, went full psychologist on me in the car, practically diagnosing me with mommy issues and abandonment issues. And if that wasn’t enough, Hunter’s car rammed into the back of my car, a BMW I’d barely had for a week.And now?Now, Victoria Hartley—Knox and Finn’s mother—is implying that I shattered Finn's heart.He'd need to have a damn heart to begin with.I’ve had it.“Does anyone else have anything they’d like to get off their chest?” I say, raising my voice. “Now might be a good time to accuse me of changing the weather and instigating the first world war too.”“You’re not even sorry,” Victoria says.“Sorry about what? That I left Finn? Friendships start and end. If he can’t cope with being left, then that's his problem. Get him help.”“What do you think I’m here for?” Her eyes flash. “What do you think Knox called me into this pop
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 083: Mrs. Hartley
From the direction of Hunter’s gaze, I know he’s talking about Serena.I move fast.My heels clack across the asphalt as I walk briskly toward her. I don’t wait. I grab her arm.“Heyyy,” Serena squeals. “What the hell? Not even a hello, and you’re dragging me away?”“Just walk,” I mutter.She stumbles for a second but regains her stride. Quickly, I look behind us to see that Hunter hasn't moved from his position. There's a weird look in his eyes. “Who was that?” Serena says. “The guy you were talking to.”“A crazy son of a bitch.”Serena lifts a brow. “Your boss? I know people only talk about their bosses that way.”I want to deny it, say he’s just an arrogant bastard with a god complex and an old grudge. But if what Hunter said earlier is true, then yeah. He might actually be my boss soon. The thought makes my stomach tighten.We reach my car. I dig out the keys and unlock it. Serena stops short, blinking.“Whose car is this?”“Mine.”She whistles. “That’s an expensive-looking BMW.
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 082: Back To Earth
***~~SLOANE~~***It’s strange how you can go through ten years of your life knowing someone exists but not caring about that existence, and then one day, you meet them, and suddenly, they’re all you think about.You start wondering where they are, if some girl is looking at them the wrong way, what kind of evil they’re up to—because let’s be honest, I’m not deluding myself into believing Knox is out there doing anything noble. Probably intimidating someone into silence or convincing a public figure to break a law or two.It’s Friday. Barely five days since he took me in the shower, and here I am, mentally spiraling. Wondering when I’ll get to lie beside him again, pretending to resist while he seduces the resistance right out of me. When he’ll bury himself inside me and silence every logical thought in my brain. God, I’m losing it.I'm not going to be one of those needy, clingy girlfriends who can’t get enough of their men. Their very busy men. I’m not.But it’s hard to stay grounde
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 081: Ciao, Delilah
Her body trembles. Her eyes flutter. Her hips jerk as I bring her to the edge. I hold her there, my grip on her neck tightening. I know I'm pushing her to the limit. But I also know she's safe with me, that I won't let her go too far. And then, with a final cry, she lets go. "That's it,” I say. “Let me feel you fall apart." Her eyes roll into her head, showing only the whites, and her body begins to shake violently. Those inner muscles squeeze me with a force that's almost painful, but in the best way possible. Her body arches against mine, her back curving beautifully. She's too far gone to fight the sensation of blood rushing downward, the waves of near-death euphoria. "Fuck, Sloane," I hiss as it feels like my dick is being mashed. Her body continues to milk me, the feeling driving me wild. I can't hold back any longer. I pound into her again and again, chasing my own release. With a final, deep thrust, I let go, filling her completely. Just as I loosen my hold around her ne
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 080: Breathe Me In
She moans in surprise, and the sound is loud and sexy, a stimulating song to my ears. And then she pushes her back further out, rubbing against my erection, grinding into it like she wants to punish me as well. I palm the red spot, fingers tracing the heat I left behind. She twitches at the contact—part pain, part invitation—and it nearly unravels me. My other hand reaches up and sinks into her hair, fisting just enough to make her gasp as I pull her upright. Her spine curves against my chest, and I wrap my arm around her neck, forearm pressing just beneath her throat, locking her in. We stare at ourselves in the mirror. Her eyes are wild. Chest heaving. Back still arched in anticipation. “Look at yourself,” I whisper against her ear. “Look how wrecked you already are. And I haven’t even touched you properly yet.” I kiss her cheek, soft and brief. Then bring my palm down again. She moans, pushing back, rubbing against me in the same rhythm as my strikes. “Again,” she begs, vo
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 079: The First Time We Had Séx
To know you have control over a woman's body is the most arousing thing a man can wish for. Especially a woman like Sloane Mercer—this wild, sharp-tongued, chaotic miracle with fire in her voice and daggers in her eyes. The kind of woman who’d bite the hand that feeds her if it touched her the wrong way but still kneel at your feet if you said the right words in the right tone. She kneels now, squinting without her glasses, her mouth slightly parted. “I want you to do nice things to me, Knox,” she says. “I’m still your good girl.” God. She doesn’t even know what she’s doing to me. The ache in my chest fights the ache in my groin, and the war is evenly matched. I try not to smile, try to stay in the role of the man who’s still punishing her, the man who hasn’t yet decided whether to forgive or devour. But her body makes it impossible to think clearly. My eyes betray me, dragging across the hard peaks of her nipples, dark and tight, tempting. I imagine them with silver piercings th
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 078: Inside You
Sloane rolls her eyes but with a smile on her face, and then she disappears into the living room.I stay there, thinking about the things she said, about her mom being pregnant. When I try to picture the woman I saw at the barbecue with a protruded stomach, I end up seeing Sloane's face instead. Weird. They don't even look that much alike. Those are some of the things your brain does when you're exhausted. I hear Sloane in the living room, moving around. She hums as she works, not a melody I recognize, just an off-key tune that makes me smile.A few minutes later, she enters the bedroom and heads straight to the bathroom. The faucet runs. Cabinet doors creak open, then shut. The sound of her toothbrush buzzing fills the quiet. Water splashes. The lights go off. Then she's back in the room, smelling like peppermint and whatever lotion she uses that always makes me think of vanilla and something green.She grabs a book off her dresser, one with a torn, faded cover. She keeps it tucked
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