Loving The Better Brother novel Chapter 9

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Chapter 9 You Want Me That Much?

WILLOW

Such perfect timing, right?

I tried to step back, but Marcus tightened his grip on my arm, his fingers digging in just enough to remind me that he still thought he had some kind of claim over me. His rough hands were familiar, but at that second, Tristan’s hands on my body made its way to my mind.

Woah, what was that for?

“Let go,” I said, trying to keep calm although the wild beating of my heart said otherwise. Even though I tried to ignore it, I had to admit he still had some effect on me. I had loved him for years before marrying him, after all.

His eyes dragged over me slowly, taking in the oversized shirt, the way it slipped off

my

shoulder, and the faint marks I hadn’t bothered to hide.

“So while I’m out there looking for you,” he said, “you’re out here having sex?”

“You didn’t even allow me to touch you like that,” he continued bitterly. “Not once in our whole year of marriage. Not even when we were dating, Willow! And now suddenly you’re like this?”

I laughed softly. I found it funny and pathetic at the same time.

“You really think this is about you?” I asked. “I told you already, Marcus. We’re not going to be together for any longer.”

“So, all those years I asked you to be with me were for nothing?” he asked.

“You should have thought about that when you had Serena King suck your dick in your office.”

He massaged the bridge of his nose, appearing annoyed. With that, he changed the topic like he always did when he felt he got stuck. “Can you even afford a divorce?”

I looked at him and wondered why I had even thought of loving him all these

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“You’re underestimating me. Even now.”

His eyes narrowed, ignoring my statement.

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“I’m just worried about you,” he suddenly said in a soft voice. “We’re just going through a tough patch, right? We can fix this. I already told you–Serena King is nothing to me. She’s just someone I have to satisfy in order to secure a deal.”

I wanted to slap his face right then and there but didn’t want to create a scene.”

“Now that you’ve slept with someone else, too, let’s just think that we’re equal, hmm? You’ll forgive me for sleeping with Serena, and I’ll forgive you for sleeping with someone else, too.”

“But just to be fair–you have to tell me who it is.”

“Who did you sleep with?”

I could have answered him right then and there. However, I wanted his imagination to do the work for me. He would probably lose it if I told him I had just slept with his older brother. It would drive him insane and it would be a delight to watch.

Still, I didn’t divulge the information. I wanted to stay far away from the Hales from now on.

“Was he good?” Marcus pressed. “Does he think he’s better than me? You know, I could have given you that kind of pleasure, right?”

Despite his closed off expression, I could see his insecurity and wounded pride.

For the first time in a long time, I realized something.

I had the power here. I had never felt I had the upper hand in our relationship- only blindly following after what made him happy.

So instead of pulling away, I stepped closer.

His body went rigid. I could feel his breath hitch as I closed the space between us.

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Slowly, I placed my hand against his thigh–not in invitation, but in control. His eyes dropped instantly. For once, he wasn’t barking accusations. He wasn’t talking over me. He was silent.

Watching.

Taking me in.

From this angle, I was sure he could see a little bit of my cleavage. Judging from the way he gulped, I wasn’t wrong.

I looked up at him through my lashes. “Why?” I asked softly. “You really wanted my body that much?

“What if I told you I had a really great time?” I continued. “The same way you with Serena.”

His jaw clenched hard at her name.

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“Or did she not satisfy you?” I added lightly. “Is that why you’re so obsessed with what I’m doing now despite cheating on me with her?”

I leaned in so he could remember this moment, my hand trailing from his thigh up to his waist, just slightly grazing.

“Did you miss me?” I asked quietly. “You always did like my body, Marcus. You said I had curves in the right places.”

I controlled the smirk that threatened to come out when I saw how turned on he

was.

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