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CHAPTER 100: Serena's Day
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Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 154: Officially Knox Hartley's Property
Sloane’s legs tremble. Her hands claw at my back. Her mouth falls open as her body locks up, and then she shatters. She clamps down so hard and so deep that I have to grit my teeth just to keep from losing it right then. The grip of her, the way she’s pulling me in like she never wants to let go—it’s damn near impossible to hold back.And then, in the middle of it all, she breaks me. “I want your baby, Knox,” she says. “Fill me up.”That’s it. That’s the end of my control.“Jesus,” I growl, and everything unravels. I start slamming into her, hard, fast, unhinged, driven by instinct and the sheer fucking need to give her exactly what she just asked for.My vision whites out. I empty myself inside her with a low, guttural sound I don’t recognize as my own. My thighs start to tingle. My hands shake where they’re braced against her skin. It’s like my body forgets how to function, and all I can do is feel.I collapse on top of her, breathing heavily into the side of her neck, still deep in
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 153: Sweet Spot
The doors open into our suite, one that's perfectly designed for a honeymoon. Candles. Rose petals scattered across the floor. The hotel staff did good.I should be walking straight to the honeymoon bed, but for some reason, a bed filled with flowers seems too delicate for my first sexual encounter with my wife.I let her shoes drop to the floor, kicking mine off too, and then I take her straight outside to the private pool.She squeals when she realizes what I’m about to do. “Oh, my God, Knox. Don't you dare.”I dare.I take two quick steps and throw us both in. Her legs are around my waist, and her arms are still clutching my shoulders. She gasps as we sink in, then comes up choking on a laugh. Her glasses hang askew, and she adjusts them.That laughter soon turns into a fake glare. “You are so annoying, Knox.”“What did I do?”“You know exactly what you did. I was in the mood. Now you’ve put out the fire.”“Oh, baby…” I press her closer to me. “One touch, and I’ll get you back in t
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 152: Mrs. Sloane Hartley
Kxox chuckles. “I’m sure you’ll be alright.”And now it’s my turn.I take a deep breath, trying to speak around the lump in my throat. My voice wavers, but I don’t look away from him.“Well,” I say, “before I met you, I spent my entire life chasing things I thought I wanted. Boundless affection. Love. The kind of love that would make someone choose me over the entire world. Every time I thought I was close to getting it, it slipped away. And I had to start chasing all over again.”I swallow, catching my breath. “And then you came along. God, you were relentless.”He grins but doesn’t speak.“You didn’t wait for me to come around. You chased me like you already knew I was yours. And the truth is, I didn’t stand a chance. Not against these feelings that are constantly overwhelming. I couldn’t not fall in love with you, Knox.”His thumb brushes mine again as I exhale, steadying myself.“And I promise you, from this day and forever, I’ll stay. I’ll show up. I’ll keep choosing you, even o
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 151: Vow Contest
***~~SLOANE~~***“Well,” the officiant says with a friendly smile on his face, “we’ve made it to the moment that matters most. Knox and Sloane, you’ve chosen to stand here today, just the two of you, because what you have is rare, and real, and enough. You’ve asked to exchange your own vows, so let’s begin. Knox, whenever you’re ready.”Knox’s fingers tighten around mine the second we’re given the floor.Seeing the look in his eyes, I know that I made the right decision dragging him to Vegas to get married.The chapel is small, just as we wanted. There’s a faint floral scent in the air—fake lilies, I think. The windows are frosted, making the whole place glow as light filters through.It’s the kind of peace I wouldn’t have gotten if I’d let Grandma June take over the wedding preparations.God.I’ve learned the hard way that when you’re freshly engaged and still high off that moment, the absolute worst person you can call is your grandmother. Especially when you’ve been avoiding the
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 150: Biggest Baby
I swear, in all my life, I’ve never been this hungry to kiss someone. It’s like the oxygen in my body is burning up just from holding back. I want her mouth. Her skin. All of her.But I have to control myself and wait.“I feel like you thought I was going to say no,” Sloane says. “You have this strange look in your eyes.”“You’re unpredictable.”“Really?”“I don’t always know what’s running through that pretty head of yours.”She grins. “You’re right. Because at this moment, I’m wondering why this behemoth of a man that I love is holding a ring before me and isn’t on his knees yet.”That earns a laugh from me.And I don’t waste another second.Without taking my eyes off her, I lower myself down on one knee.“Sloane Mercer,” I say. “My dearest bunny. The love of my life. Will you marry me?”She screams.It’s not a delicate sound. Not a whimper. A full-on scream that echoes against the water. Then she starts jumping—literally jumping up and down like her feet can’t stay on the ground.I
Craving The Wrong Brother CHAPTER 149: Matching Surnames
***~~KNOX~~***When something good finally finds its way into your life, especially after a long time without, it’s hard not to live in constant fear of losing it.I’ve never been this afraid in my life. Not when I took my first punch in the ring, not when I got captured overseas, not even when I watched the love of my life held at gunpoint.This is worse. Loving her is worse.Because love comes with fear. With want. With the obsessive need to know she’s okay at all times. I get these gut punches of panic when she’s not in my line of sight. I wake up in the middle of the night and reach out for her body on instinct. If she’s not there—if she’s even just in the bathroom with the door closed—I have to physically see her come out before I can lie back down.I have to check that she’s still breathing three times a night. I have to hear it. See the slow rise and fall of her back. Press a hand to her chest if I have to.And yeah, I know what that makes me. Clingy. Paranoid. A little unhin
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