Loving The Better Brother novel Chapter 104

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TRISTAN

I couldn’t believe my view.

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Each of my senses was overwhelmed. The fact that Willow admitted she felt something for me filled my heart with so much emotion.

Along with that, inside her bedroom, the air was thick with the scent of the intoxicating, delicate sweetness that clung to Willow’s skin.

For years, I had watched her afar, always holding myself back. But tonight, the barrier had finally shattered.

She was standing near the edge of the bed. She looked nervous, her fingers twisting the hem of her silk shirt, but the way her eyes devoured me made my blood run hot and fast through my veins.

I didn’t waste another second. I crossed the distance between us in three long strides, closing the gap until the heat radiating from our bodies began to meld.

“Tristan,” she breathed, her voice a melodic sound that sent a jolt of pure electricity straight to my groin.

I reached out, my hands trembling slightly as I cupped her face. Her skin was soft, like velvet, and when she leaned into my touch, I felt a possessive growl rumble deep in my chest.

I couldn’t hold back the hunger anymore; the years of denial had solidified into a desperate need. I leaned down, crashing my lips against hers, and she met me with a groan that vibrated against my mouth, a sound of surrender that made my cock twitch again,

“You’re mine now, right?” I murmured against her lips.

She tilted her head back, her eyes fluttering shut, and she sighed, “Yes. god, yes, Tristan. I’m yours.”

The confirmation felt like she lit me on fire.

I swept her up into my arms, carrying her the short distance to the bed. I lay her down, the sheets rustling beneath her, and I followed her down, hovering over her like a shadow.

I began to divest her of her clothing, my fingers clumsy with anticipation, but she helped me, her hands working frantically at my belt, desperate to erase the distance between us. When we were finally bare, skin against skin, the friction was too much.

“I’ve wanted this,” I whispered, trailing kisses from her jawline down the column of her throat to the swell of her breast. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

“Show me,” she gasped, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling me closer. “Please.”

When I finally entered her, the tightness and the sheer overwhelming sensation of being wrapped around her–it was better than any fantasy I’d tortured myself with in the dark of the night.

She gasped, her back arching off the mattress, a sharp, ragged “ahh” escaping her lips.

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I froze, waiting for her to adjust, my muscles straining against the restraint I was forcing myself to

maintain.

“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice strained with the effort of holding still.

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“Don’t stop,” she whimpered, wrapping her legs around my waist, urging me deeper. “Please, don’t stop.”

That nearly made me release, but I held myself back.

I started slow, but I quickly spiraled. Every thrust was a claim. Every time she called my name, I felt like I was losing my mind.

She felt so, so good.

It was almost painful, the pleasure that flooded my system every time I slid into her, and I knew, with the clarity of a drowning man, that I would never be able to go back to a life where I didn’t have her.

The room faded away.

I focused on her soft curves and sharp gasps. Her nails dug into my shoulders, leaving marks that I would treasure long after this night was over.

“Tristan,” she cried out, her head thrashing on the pillow, her voice breaking on my name. “Tristan, right there-”

I pushed harder, faster, consumed by the force of what was happening. I looked down at her, and I couldn’t stop the words that tumbled out of my mouth.

“Fuck, I can’t believe you’re mine,” I groaned. “I can’t believe it. After all these years.”

She tightened around me, her own climax coming, and she pulled me down, her body spasming against me. Her cries filled the room, little broken moans of ecstasy that pushed me over the edge. I was right

there with her.

I wanted to come inside her, I wanted to lose myself so completely that I became a part of her, but I knew I

couldn’t. I needed her consent.

With that, I pulled back, my breathing hitching. She made a sound of protest, her hips surging up to meet me, but I held my ground, though every inch of my body screamed at me to abandon all caution. I couldn’t let go of the control.

I moved to her side, watching her face, drinking in the sight of her at the edge of her release, and then I felt my own climax shatter through me. I didn’t hold it back anymore. I let it take me, hot and heavy, across her stomach.

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