CHAPTER 249: ANOTHER BATH? [2]

Brandon froze as he met her gaze, "Uh... too much? I mean, it’s okay, right? I’m just... being thorough."

Her ears burned red and she gave a slight nod "Hm..."

Seeing her reaction, his smile widened, and he cupped her breasts again, squeezing them gently.

His fingers twirled gently around her dark red nipples and the slickness of the soap made each motion smooth.

Yverine’s breath hitched again and her body tensed briefly before relaxing under his touch.

She closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly as she bit down on her lower lip, clearly trying to suppress a moan.

The subtle tremor in her posture and the way her fingers tightened briefly on his wrists told him she was feeling every sensation, and it sent a warm flush through him.

Brandon’s movements slowed as he watched her face, gauging her reactions.

Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, meeting his eyes and there was no anger in her gaze, only a mix of surprise, vulnerability, and something warmer that made his chest tighten.

Emboldened by her lack of protest, he continued as his hands groped her breasts, squeezing them, and his thumbs brushed over her nipples again, twirling them in slow, deliberate circles.

Yverine’s breath caught once more, and her lips trembled as she fought to keep her composure.

The water streamed over them, rinsing away the lather in soft rivulets, and Brandon leaned even closer.

Without thinking, he pressed a gentle kiss to the side of her neck as his lips brushed against the smooth, wet curve just below her jaw.

Yverine’s gaze trembled and her body tensed for a fleeting moment, but she didn’t push him away.

Instead, she tilted her head slightly, granting him access, and her fingers loosened their grip on his wrists, sliding up to rest lightly on his forearms.

Encouraged by her response, Brandon’s kisses grew bolder and his lips lingered on her neck as he trailed soft presses along her skin.

The warmth of her body, slick with water and soap, was intoxicating, and he couldn’t help but deepen the contact.

His lips parted slightly as he left a small, careful hickey on the sensitive spot just below her ear.

The faint mark bloomed against her dark skin, which made his heart pound even harder.

Yverine let out a soft, shuddering breath, and her fingers tightened briefly on his forearms as she leaned back into him, pressing her body closer under the shower’s spray.

"Brandon..." Her eyes flickered to his face, and though her cheeks were flushed, there was a quiet intensity in her gaze that made it clear she wasn’t entirely opposed to his actions.

Yverine’s breath grew uneven, and she bit her lip again as she leaned into him, the water streaming over their bodies.

With his left hand still cupping her breast, Brandon gave a gentle squeeze and his right hand, meanwhile, trailed slowly down her waist.

His fingers brushed against the coarse texture of her pubic hair and her lips parted slightly as she leaned back into his embrace.

Emboldened by her response, Brandon’s fingers glided lower, brushing against the soft skin of her inner thighs.

Yverine gasped and her body tensed for a moment as she closed her eyes, her head tilting back against his shoulder.

His fingers lingered on her inner thighs and in the heat of the moment, Brandon’s fingers moved higher, gently caressing her pussy folds with a slow touch.

"Hnngh~" Yverine let out a soft moan and her body shuddered slightly, her breath growing uneven as she looked down at his fingers.

She didn’t push him away and her hands remained on his forearms.

Seeing her reaction, Brandon’s confidence grew and his fingers caressed her pink folds, exploring their softness.

He spread her folds with his fingers and Yverine’s breath hitched again, her body trembling against his chest.

Her head tilted back further, resting against his shoulder, and her lips parted as she fought to suppress another moan.

Brandon’s thumb brushed lightly against her clit, teasing the sensitive bud with a gentle, circular motion that drew a sharper gasp from her lips.

"Hangh..."

Her body shuddered, and he could feel the warmth and slickness of her pussy under his touch as lips brushed against the curve of her neck where the hickey still bloomed faintly against her dark skin.

"Sister Yve..."

Brandon slowly pushed one finger inside her, feeling her moist insides clutch around his finger tightly.

Yverine’s body shuddered, and he moved his finger slowly, careful not to overwhelm her.

The warmth and slickness of her insides were intoxicating, and he felt her body tremble against his, her back arching slightly as she pressed closer to him.

His left hand continued to squeeze her breast gently and his thumb brushed over her dark red nipple, twirling it in a slow, teasing motion that drew another soft moan from her lips.

She closed her eyes again, fully enjoying the sensation of her touch.

In the heat of the moment, the towel wrapped around Brandon’s waist, already loosened by the water, slipped free, falling to the shower floor with a soft, wet thud.

Yverine’s eyes widened slightly as she felt the sudden warmth of his dick brushing against her ass.

"Brandon..." she murmured, her voice trembling with a mix of surprise and pleasure, though the warmth in her tone suggested she wasn’t entirely opposed.

She gently grinded her ass against his cock and the feeling of her ass cheeks brushing against his cock made him shudder.

"Sister Yve..."

She bit her lip harder and her eyes turned misty as she leaned further into his embrace.

Her breath came in short, uneven bursts, and she tilted her head slightly "Mngh... Haangh...." her dark hair clung to her neck and shoulders, glistening under the water’s flow.

Brandon’s gaze drifted down to her ass, the smooth, dark curves glistening under the water’s spray, the beautiful body and her posture driving him to the edge of restraint

He gently grabbed his dick and positioned the tip to the entrance of her wet pussy.

Yverine’s eyes widened in shock as she felt the tip of his cock caressing her pussy folds, and she knew if he pushed it even a little in, it would slip inside.

She turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder.

She could see the lust lingering in his eyes and his cheeks were flushed with desire as he looked at her with an intensity of ravaging her.

He looked at her face and murmured "Sister Yve... I can’t... anymore."

A lot of emotions swirled through her mind, but she didn’t want to reject Brandon and she unconsciously raised her ass a little.

"Hnngh~!" A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt the head of his dick slowly opening her outer folds.

He could feel the trembling of her pink folds and how even more wet liquid was dripping from them, coating his thick cock.

"Haa... Sister Yve... your pussy is tight..."

Yverine’s heart raced to hear his words and a slight pain flickered in her eyes as he pushed deeper, causing her pussy to stretch.

A thin line of blood flowed from her pussy, and Yverine gritted her teeth in mild pain.

Brandon’s expression softened, and he leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to the hickey on her neck, "You okay, Sister Yve?"

Yverine’s eyes opened, misty with a mix of pleasure and vulnerability, and she nodded, "Just slow... you dumbass."

His right hand rested on her hip, guiding her gently as he moved "Your pussy is amazing, Sister..."

"Hnngh... Ungh..."

His movements remained gentle, guided by her soft moans and the subtle shifts of her body, and he felt the warmth and tightness of her inside around his cock.

"Ugh... You really have such a great body, Sister Yve. It feels so good."

Yverine’s breath came in short, shuddering gasps, "You’re... gonna get us in so much trouble, you fucking dumbass." she managed to speak with a trembling voice

Brandon chuckled softly, his lips brushing against her ear as he tightened his embrace, pressing his chest closer to her back. "Worth it."