Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 89: Missed you

Gently pulling back from the hug, he smiled softly and she turned her gaze away "You surprised me."

He retracted his hands from her and sat back on the bench, letting out a soft sigh.

Neither of them spoke, and the winds continued to drift past them.

Charlotte momentarily forgot about the cigarette and sat there.

Finally, after several long minutes, Brandon sat forward and stretched his arms above his head with a soft grunt "It’s getting late..."

With a quiet sigh, she stood up, smoothing down her shorts and brushing off her palms.

Then, without another word, she turned and stepped back toward the house. The door creaked open and let out a faint squeak as she pushed it gently.

Brandon stood there for a moment longer on the steps and looked up at the sky as the stars blinked above, watching in silence.

He rubbed the back of his neck, then followed her inside, leaving the wind and moonlight behind as the door closed with a quiet click.

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The early morning sun had only just begun to rise, painting the sky in soft hues of lavender and pale gold.

After pulling the car into the garage, Brandon stepped out and stretched his arms overhead with a tired grunt as the lingering chill of the morning brushed against his skin.

Up ahead, Ravene was already making her way toward the house as she reached for the front door and unlocked it.

Without a word, he quickened his pace and came up behind her just as she pushed the door open.

As she stepped inside, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his chest.

"Aunt Rave..." he murmured softly into her ear, his voice still rough with sleep but tinged with affection.

She yelped in surprise that melted into a giggle as he picked her up in his arms like a princess.

She was surprised and wrapped her hands around his neck for support "Wait.. Kael. It’s early morning, you need to get ready for the Academy."

"Yeah, yeah.. I know... I can’t wait to have sex with you now.. Let’s go to the bath first."

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Walking through the Academy, Brandon had a thoughtful face ’She doesn’t really seem to hate me... so she was acting like she is hating me?’

Her cold stares, the sharp words she always threw at him—they all felt genuine at the time.

And yet now, after everything that happened the night before... he wasn’t so sure.

But how was he supposed to ask her directly? "Hey, did you call me a loser for all those years just to keep your emotional distance?"

Nope. Definitely not.

Raising his head, he saw Eira rushing to him "Brandon, Brandon."

Seeing his girlfriend after some days, he smiled gently "Eira."

She hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled him "Come."

E-Eh? He let himself be pulled and they dashed through the hallways.

The two dashed past classrooms and lounge areas, passing other students who turned to look with raised brows and soft chuckles.

One or two instructors frowned at the speed they were moving, but neither of them cared.

Eventually, they reached the upper floor where the private lounges reserved for personal use were located.

Opening the door of the room she reserved, she quickly pushed him and closed the door.

Without waiting for a second, she jumped on him and hugged him tightly "I missed you, Brandon."

He blinked, startled at the intensity in her voice, and slowly returned the hug, his arms slipping around her waist as he held her close.

"I missed you too..."

She raised her head to look at him "You said, its only Sunday.... but you are returning on Thursday."

Hearing this, he just chuckled and leaned forward to peck her lips "I told you, I was caught in a situation and couldn’t come any quicker."

She nodded her head "Yeah, you said something like that.. what happened?"

Smiling, he leaned forward "I will tell that later; for now..."

She closed her eyes and parted her lips a little as he kissed her.

His hands went down her waist and held her in his arms as he tilted his head slightly, sucking on her lips.

His hand gently traced down and he opened his palm giving a light squeeze to her ass.

"Mm.." She moaned into the kiss and wrapped her hands around his neck, deepening the kiss.

His fingers sank into her clothes as he squished her ass cheeks, spreading them gently.

"Hmm..."

A deep blush painted her cheeks, and she pulled back from the kiss to look at him "Brandon..."

His lips moved further, traveling down her jaw and reaching her neck.

Placing a kiss there, he pulled her to the nearby couch and sat on it before placing her on his lap.

She sighed into his touch as his lips wandered down her neck, and her head tipped back slightly.

His hand slid under her skirt, reaching her inner thigh, and he squeezed her tender flesh gently.

She raised her hands and her blazer slid down her shoulder.

With a smile, he began to unbutton her shirt, exposing more skin on her chest.

Closing her eyes she mumbled "Don’t leave hickeys on my neck.. maybe slightly above my chest."

"Got it..." he replied and peeled her shirt back, a little more.

"Eira..." he sighed and moved lower as his kisses trailed down to her collarbone.

"Mhm..." She moaned quietly and her hands rested on his shoulders as she took soft breaths.

His lips lingered on her collarbone, and then he moved his lips lower, just above her chest where she’d asked.

"Here?" he murmured and pressed a kiss there as he sucked lightly, leaving a faint pink mark.

"Hmm..." She hummed softly and her body shifted closer.

Pulling back slightly, his gaze dropped to her violet bra, which was holding her breasts.

He moved her body and leaned in again as his lips brushed her cleavage.

"Oh..." She gasped quietly as he raised his hand and squeezed her breast gently through her bra.

H-Huh?

Her eyes widened in shock and she looked at him kissing her cleavage while his other hand is squeezing her breast.

A deep blush painted her cheeks, and her gaze quivered in embarrassment.

But she didn’t say anything and closed her eyes, leaning into his touch ’Pervert.’

His tongue flicked out and he slowly licked along the line where her breasts pressed together, tasting her skin.

"Haan..." She moaned softly and her hands slid up his neck brushing his hair.

"Brandon..."

She reached out and stopped his hand from squeezing it anymore.

Hm? Brandon raised his gaze to see the flushed face of Eira "Eira?"

She averted her gaze, too flustered to meet his eyes.

Her heart pounded against her chest as she bit her lower lip, hesitating for a breath.

Then, with quiet determination, she brought her hands to the last few buttons of her shirt.

As she undid the last button, she opened her shirt, showing her body to him.

Huh? At this time, Brandon noticed a small mark on her abdomen just above her belly button.

Genesis mark...?