CHAPTER 261: YOU CAN’T JUST SAY THAT

The TV screen flickered at the front of the cozy living room, casting a soft, shifting glow across the walls.

Brandon sat nestled comfortably on the smaller couch between Yverine and Dhayun.

Dhayun leaned into his right side and softly rested her head against his shoulder, her hair spilling over his arm as she watched the movie with heavy-lidded eyes.

Her breathing slowed and her body relaxed against him, and within moments, she drifted into a light sleep.

Brandon glanced down at her and a fond smile appeared on his lips as he adjusted his arm slightly, careful not to disturb her.

On his left, Yverine sat with her hands folded in her lap and Brandon’s attention shifted to Yverine.

He leaned closer and his hand subtly slid under the hem of her tank top.

His fingers brushed against the smooth, toned skin of her abs, tracing the faint ridges of muscle with a gentle, teasing touch.

What? Yverine stiffened at first and her eyes widened as a flush crept up her cheeks.

Her gaze darted toward the others, Ravene and Eira on the far couch, Elize focused on the movie, and Dhayun sleeping on Brandon’s shoulder.

Brandon’s fingers lingered and his thumb circled her belly button with a slow, deliberate tease, drawing a soft gasp from her lips.

"Relax, Sister Yve," he murmured as he looked at her with affection "No one’s watching."

Yverine’s cheeks flushed deeper and her eyes flickered with embarrassment.

She bit her lip and her hands fidgeted in her lap as she fought the urge to pull away.

After a moment, she relaxed slightly, and her body eased into the couch as she raised her tank top a little higher, giving him more access to her midriff.

Her gaze darted cautiously toward the others, ensuring their attention remained elsewhere.

"You’re such a pervert..." she whispered and her voice trembled but was laced with a reluctant smile.

She looked into his blue eyes for a fleeting moment before looking away.

Brandon’s grin widened and his fingers continued tracing lazy patterns across her abs, his thumb dipping briefly into her belly button before gliding along her skin.

"Can’t help it," he murmured as his breath brushed against her ear.

"You’re too much fun to tease and too beautiful, Sister Yve."

Yverine’s heart raced and her cheeks burned as she leaned into his side, her shoulder brushing against his "You’re gonna get us caught," she muttered and looked at Ravene and Eira, who were still engrossed in their beer-drinking lesson.

Across the room, Ravene’s eyes flicked toward the trio and her sly smile widened as she caught the subtle shift in Yverine’s posture and the faint flush on her cheeks "Look at that. Brandon’s got his hands full, doesn’t he?"

Eira glanced over and giggled softly as she took another sip, her nose scrunching up again. "He’s such a menace."

Brandon’s hand moved higher and his fingers slipped under the fabric to find the front clasp of her bra.

With a deft, teasing flick, he unhooked the strap and the soft fabric parted to reveal her breasts.

Yverine’s soul left her body as a flush crept up her neck and her breath caught at the sudden boldness of his touch.

"Brandon..." she whispered with a mix of protest and reluctant surrender as his hand slid to her breast, his palm cupping the soft curve with a gentle touch.

His fingers grazed her nipple, pinching lightly in a teasing gesture making her gasp "You’re... insane."

Brandon just smiled and continued squeezing her breast tightly, his fingers molding the soft flesh with a gentle, possessive touch.

He leaned closer, his lips brushing the shell of her ear.

His thumb circled her nipple, teasing the sensitive flesh as he alternated between squeezing and pinching, hidden by the angle of their bodies and the dim glow of the TV.

Yverine’s cheeks burned and her whole body trembled under his touch as she leaned further into his side.

Her tank top remained slightly raised and her fingers curled against the couch as she fought to keep her reactions quiet "You’re gonna get us in so much trouble."

He squeezed her breast tightly and whispered, "Sister Yve, maybe it’s because you train your body... the suppleness of your breasts is quite different; I like it."

Hearing this, the blush on Yverine’s face deepened and she closed her mouth tightly to control her moans as he squeezed her breast again.

Looking at her face and the cute blush, his gaze clouded with lust "Haa, Sister Yve... you are too beautiful."

He gently kissed her cheek and nuzzled his face with hers, making her blink slightly.

But then a slow smile appeared on her lips and she in turn cuddled with him.

The movie continued and a few minutes slowly passed.

Dhayun was curled on the far end of the couch, her back resting against the armrest, sleeping peacefully.

Eira had given up trying to sit up straight long ago.

After trying a few sips of beer, she slumped sideways and fallen asleep, her body sprawled across the space Ravene had led her to earlier.

Ravene herself was still lounging like a lazy cat.

Her half-lidded eyes carried a sultry boredom and she took a slow sip of her beer, her lips brushing the rim of the bottle as her gaze flicked.

Elize was the only one truly focused on the screen.

Brandon stood up, stretching lightly before turning toward Yverine, who sat quietly beside him.

She blinked in surprise as Brandon reached out and gently pulled her wrist.

"Come," he said, softly.

"W-What...?" she murmured but allowed him to pull her to her feet.

With a firm grip, he guided her out of the living room.

As they reached the top of the stairs, Yverine was about to ask him again what he was doing... when he suddenly stopped.

Before she could react, he turned to her and kissed her.

Her eyes widened and his hands found her waist, pulling her flush against him as he backed her into the wall beside the staircase.

Yverine gasped softly against his mouth, caught completely off guard.

But then, slowly, her mind caught up to her heart and she kissed him back.

A soft sigh escaped her throat as her lips moved against his lips.

She lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck as her fingers gently threaded through the back of his hair.

His mouth moved from her lips to her jawline, trailing slow kisses along her skin.

A soft, involuntary sigh escaped her and she tilted her head to give him more access as his warm lips grazed the sensitive skin just beneath her ear.

"Why now...?" she whispered breathlessly.

"It’s all your fault... you are too irresistible."

Upon hearing this, her eyes widened and her heartbeat quickened in embarrassment.

She was always insecure about her skin color and beauty, but Brandon admiring her beauty and complimenting her made her heart thump faster.

He leaned in and whispered "Do you know how much I was holding back down there?"

Hugging her closer, he kissed her cheek "Fuck, you are breathtaking..."

She could hear her heartbeat thumping against her chest, making her go crazy.

"Brandon..."

Kissing her neck, he murmured "I can’t wait anymore... Sister Yve."

His hands slid to her hips, his fingers gripping lightly as he gently pushed her back, guiding her until her chest pressed against the cool wall of the hallway.

Yverine glanced over her shoulder and her hands braced against the wall. "Brandon..." she whispered as she felt his hands slide to the waistband of her shorts.

With a slow pull, he slipped her shorts and panties down, the fabric pooling at her ankles, leaving her ass exposed in the dim light of the hallway.

Her heart pounded and her body trembled with the thrill of their secrecy as she knew there were people downstairs.

Brandon knelt behind her and his hands gently spread her ass cheeks as he looked at her pussy folds, his eyes glinting with admiration and desire.

The sight of her pink, glistening folds drew a soft groan from his lips, and without hesitation, he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to her pussy.

"Hngh~" Yverine’s body tensed as a wave of sensation washed over her, her fingers curling against the wall.

His tongue flicked out, tracing her outer folds with a teasing lick that made her tremble, her knees weakening under his touch.

"Brandon..." she gasped and her eyes were half closed as she leaned her forehead against the wall, her body arching slightly into his touch.

His tongue slid deeper, slipping inside her pussy folds, tasting her.

Brandon’s hands rested on her hips, steadying her as he continued, his tongue moving with a gentle touch.

"Mmngh... Haangh... ~~"

Under his licks, love juices began to drip down her thighs.

Brandon pulled back slightly, his lips glistening as he looked up at her and his hands slid to her thighs.

He gave another kiss to her pussy and seeing her wet enough, he stood slowly, as he tugged his shorts and boxers down, letting them fall to the floor.

His hard dick sprang free and the sight made Yverine blink as she glanced over her shoulder, with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

He stepped closer and positioned himself behind her, the tip of his dick brushing against her slick folds.

Yverine’s heart raced, her fingers tightening against the wall as he pushed forward, his dick sliding into her pussy with a slow thrust.

The sensation of his dick filling her, stretching her pussy, sent a wave of heat through her and her body trembled as he reached deep inside, her pussy walls tightening around him.

Brandon groaned softly as he began to move, his lips brushing against her neck in a tender kiss. "Ugh..."

He raised her right thigh, hooking it over his arm to adjust her position, opening her up further as he thrust deeper.

"Hnggh... Hngh..." Yverine’s soft moans grew louder as she surrendered to the rhythm of his hips, her fingers digging into the surface for support.

"You’re... too much," Yverine gasped and her voice trembled with pleasure.

Brandon’s hand slid to her lower back as he fucked her relentlessly, his hips driving into her "Sister Yve," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "I love you. Every part of you. You are fucking gorgeous..."

His free hand slid to her breast, cupping the soft curve through her bunched-up tank top and his fingers pinched her nipple lightly, drawing another soft gasp from her lips.

Yverine’s breath came in short, uneven gasps as she flatly leaned against the wall, her body trembling with each thrust "You... dumbass. You can’t just... say that and... do this."

"F-First time saying.. I love you.. Hnngh~ and it’s... during sex?"

Brandon let out a soft chuckle and continued thrusting his hips "Sorry, its just as the heat of the moment..."

This made her blush even deeper "I-I won’t take this for a confession... Uangh~ you fucker."

"Take me to a Hngh~~ date next time..."

He hugged her tighter and placed a kiss on her ear "Sure, Sister Yve... but for now..."

He suddenly thrust his dick even further into her pussy walls making her eyes widen in pleasure "Brandon~~"

"Hangh~"

"Mnngh~"

"Hyaangh~~"

"Haa.. Sister Yve, it’s your safe day, right?"

"Hnngh... No, it’s not..."

"Ugh, I don’t care anymore."

"Wai-"