Loving The Better Brother novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 My Heart

WILLOW

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My breath hitched the moment the realization settled between us. The air inside was no longer just warm.

I stayed still, just like he told me to, but my mind was anything but calm. Every nerve in my body felt heightened, aware of every inch of contact between us.

I swallowed slowly.

“Tristan,” I said softly, though my voice betrayed me just a little.

“Yes,” he replied, his tone controlled, but I could hear the strain beneath it.

I hesitated. However, instead of moving away, I shifted slightly, brushing over his erection once more.

It was a small movement, but a low groan still escaped him.

“Willow,” he warned, his voice dropping.

Something in me sparked at the sound of his voice. It was a dangerous kind of curiosity. I wanted to defy his words.

I turned my head slowly, just enough to look at him over my shoulder. Our faces were too close again, his gaze already fixed on me, dark and intense in a way that made my stomach tighten.

I moved again, this time slower and closer to his cock.

“You don’t know what game you’re playing,” he whispered.

I tilted my head slightly, my lips curving just a little.

“Maybe I do.”

That was all it took to increase my confidence. I shifted again, this time even slower, feeling the way his breath hitched behind me.

“Willow-”

“You said I might be a natural,” I murmured. “I’m just testing that theory.”

His hand moved suddenly. He reached up and gently wrapped his fingers around my neck–not tight or forceful, but enough to still me completely.

My breath caught as the world narrowed.

His thumb brushed lightly against my skin, and the contrast between his restraint and the intensity in his eyes made my heart race.

“Careful,” he said quietly.

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However, there was no real warning left in his voice.

I did not pull away. Instead, I held his gaze.

For a moment, neither of us moved.

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He exhaled sharply, closing his eyes as though he had already lost the battle he had been trying to fight.

His hand remained at my neck, while his other arm tightened slightly around my waist.

He slowly leaned in. I thought he was going to kiss me then, but his lips brushed against the side of my neck instead.

My breath hitched instantly.

The sensation sent a shiver down my spine, my fingers tightening unconsciously against the steering wheel even though the car was no longer moving.

He traced a slow path along my neck, his lips barely grazing my skin, as if he was testing the very limit of his own restraint.

I could feel his breath–warm and close.

“Tristan…” I whispered, though I did not know what I was trying to say. In my mind, though, I knew I wanted to continue this,

He paused before pulling back slightly.

I turned my head just enough to see his expression. His eyes were closed for a brief second.

When he opened them again, they were clearer and more controlled, making me feel slightly disappointed.

“I told you,” he said quietly. “I’m not going to lose control again.”

His hand slowly fell away from my neck, though the warmth of his touch lingered.

“Be mine officially,” he said.

My breath caught as his gaze held mine.

“I’ll make you experience a whole new world of pleasure,” he continued softly, “once you’re officially mine.”

The words settled deep into my heart.

I held his gaze for a moment longer.

Then, I smiled–a small, knowing smile.

Instead of answering him directly, I tilted my head slightly and said. “Are you available on Monday?”

He was silent for a few seconds before his brows lifted slightly, realization dawning on his face.

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“It’s your birthday,” he said.

I raised a brow.

“You know my birthday, too?”

His lips curved faintly.

“I told you,” he said, his voice quieter now. “I know a lot about you.”

I nodded slowly. He did know a lot about me–about what irked me and my favorite food.

“Do you want something?” he asked. “I’ll give you a gift.”

I shook my head.

“Nope.”

He watched me carefully.

“Just show up that day,” I added.

There was a brief pause before I realized what day it was.

“Wait, it’s a Monday,” I muttered. “Do you have work? We can meet in the evening.”

“I have work,” he interrupted.

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