CHAPTER 196: A SERIOUS TALK?

Florence hugged Brandon’s arm tightly, her fingers curling around his bicep as she leaned onto him "Noooo... don’t go, stay for a week. Please!!"

Seeing her antics, Eira’s lips twitched "We really need to go Mom, stop clinging to him."

Florence glanced at her daughter and replied "Oh you can leave. Shoo, shoo... I only want Brandon."

Eira’s jaw dropped, her eyes widening in stunned disbelief ’This shameless bitch.’

With a smile, Brandon looked at Florence and muttered "Florence, I want to leave right now... I will surely come another time and will stay with you longer."

She raised her hand, showing her small finger "Pinky promise?"

Brandon chuckled and intertwined his pinky finger with hers "Pinky promise."

Florence reluctantly nodded her head, her smile softening "Ok, then."

Eira’s eyes narrowed, her lips twitching with a mix of exasperation and affection "You are such a bitch, Mom."

Hearing this, Florence smiled at her "Hehe, thank you, dear."

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Brandon and Eira stepped out of the car, their footsteps crunching softly on the gravel drive and the cool night air brushed their skin as they made their way toward the house.

Eira, dressed in a loose sweater and jeans, her blonde hair tied back in a messy ponytail, pushed the door open and Brandon followed her.

Ravene was lounging on the sofa, her legs tucked beneath her with her phone glowing in her hands as she scrolled.

She looked up and smiled tenderly "Welcome back..."

Brandon sat beside her and his body leaned forward as he closed the distance, "Rave..." he murmured in an affectionate voice before taking her lips in a soft kiss.

Ravene giggled against his lips as she kissed him back, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders.

Brandon gently slid his hand inside her t-shirt, his fingers grazing the soft fabric of her bra and his hand cupped her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Ravene moaned softly into his lips as she continued kissing him, her lips moving with gentle across his lips.

Eira sat beside them on the couch as she leaned back, her eyes fixed on Brandon and Ravene making out.

She saw the way his lips moved against hers and her eyes crescented.

Brandon pulled back from the kiss and brushed his cheek with hers "Where is Aunt Elize..."

Ravene smiled and replied "She is upstairs, sleeping..."

With one last gentle squeeze to her breast as he stood up "Then I will go see her."

She nodded her head and her eyes followed him as he moved toward the stairs.

As Brandon left, she turned to Eira "Eira..."

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Brandon reached upstairs and walked to Elize’’s room, before pushing the door open.

Elize lay sprawled across the bed, her hair fanned out on the pillow with her body curved in a tight tank top and tiny shorts.

The moonlight kissed her skin, highlighting every dip and swell, her chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm.

He sat on the edge of the bed and the mattress dipped under his weight as he leaned closer, the scent of her perfume hitting him like a shot to the chest.

"Fuckin’ gorgeous,"

He raised his hand, his fingers brushing her cheek, "How beautiful you are..." he whispered, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw, lingering on the pulse at her neck.

As he muttered, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

His hand slid down, grazing the strap of her tank top and he raised hia hand, gently squeezing her boob over her tank top, feeling the fabric mold under his grasp.

He gave a gentle squeeze, feeling the softness yield under his touch, and she sighed like she was in a good dream.

His hand grew bolder, cupping her breast fully, his thumb grazing the nipple through the fabric, feeling it harden under his touch.

His eyes darkening as he noticed the way her nipple pressed against the tank top ’Is she not wearing a bra?’

His fingers grasping the hem of her tank top and pulled it up slowly, the fabric sliding over her skin to reveal the full, perfect curve of her breasts, spilling free in the moonlight, ’Oh, fuck, you really aren’t wearing one.’

He grinned and his hands moved to cup her breasts, his palms molding them, squeezing gently, feeling their softness and their warmth as his thumbs brushed over her nipples, teasing them into stiff peaks.

Elize’s breathing hitched again, but her body betrayed her, arching slightly into his touch and her lips parted, a soft moan escaping that she couldn’t fake.

Brandon leaned down and licked one nipple, coating it with his saliva before sucking it.

He pulled her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, letting his tongue roll over her nipple, savoring the way her body responded with her back arching and her fingers twitching against the sheets.

His lips brushed against her breast as he moved to the other, giving it the same slow, teasing attention.

His tongue circled the pink nipple, tasting it, and his hand was still molding her other breast as his fingers pinched lightly, drawing another soft moan from her.

He placed a sweet kiss on her cleavage before slowly coming down to her stomach.

He looked at her toned stomach which is taut and perfect and his eyes crescented in lust.

He stuck out his tongue and dipped it in her belly button, softly sucking on it.

Elize felt ticklish and her toes curled down, feeling his tongue licking and sucking on her belly button.

"Aunt Elize, you are so hot...." He murmured against her skin before licking her stomach, tasting her skin.

Elize’s body squirmed and she gripped the bedsheet tightly, feeling his lips wander around on her stomach.

He grinned against her skin and his hands slid up her sides, pushing her tank top higher, baring more of her breasts as his lips trailed kisses across the toned stomach, savoring the way her muscles tensed under his touch.

His lips brushing the curve of her hip, his hands roaming back to her breasts, cupping them again as his thumbs flicked over her nipples.

He leaned up, his lips finding her neck and kissing the pulse there, sucking lightly, feeling her shudder beneath him.

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Meanwhile downstairs, Eria’s voice trembled as she spoke "The thing is... about my Mom and Brandon..."