Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Chapter 313: Where do we begin?

Chapter 313: Where do we begin?


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Jiyeon stood with her hands braced against the bathroom wall and her back arched, her body trembling under the intensity of Brandon’s thrusts from behind.


"Haangh~~ Haangh~~"


Brandon’s hands gripped Jiyeon’s hips, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he fucked her, his hard dick sliding deep into her pussy.


"Haa.. Nggh~~" Jiyeon’s breath came in short, uneven gasps and her eyes were half-closed as she leaned forward, her fingers curling against the wall.


"Kael..." she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and longing as she pressed her forehead against the cool marble.


The months apart made his touch feel both familiar and electrifying, her body responding eagerly to every thrust.


Her breasts swayed slightly with each movement, her nipples grazing the wall’s smooth surface, sending shivers through her as she moaned softly.


Brandon’s eyes glinted with a mix of desire and affection and his grin softened as he leaned forward, his chest pressing against her back, his lips brushing against her ear. "Fuck, Ji, you feel so good,"


His hands slid up her sides, one hand cupping her breast, squeezing the soft, heavy curve and his fingers pinched her nipple lightly, drawing a soft whimper from her lips.


His other hand stayed on her hip, guiding her movements as he thrust deeper.


Jiyeon’s heart raced, her body trembling as she leaned into his thrusts and her pussy walls clenched around his dick with each stroke.


Brandon chuckled softly, his lips trailing kisses along her neck, sucking gently on the damp skin and hand squeezed her breast tighter as his fingers teased her nipple with a possessive touch.


Jiyeon’s moans grew louder and her voice trembled as she struggled to keep them soft, "Kael... you’re... too much," she gasped and she closed her eyes as she leaned her cheek against the wall.


His other hand slid to her thigh, lifting it slightly to deepen his strokes and the angle intensified the pleasure.


Jiyeon’s breath hitched as the pleasure built to a fever pitch. "You... dumbass,"


Brandon’s smile softened, his lips brushing against her ear as he leaned closer, "Love you, Ji..."


"Haangh~~ Nghh~~ love you too, bastard..."


---


Brandon leaned back into the plush cushions of the couch while Jiyeon was nestled comfortably on his lap, her slender body curled against his chest as though she belonged there.


His phone was pressed to his ear as he spoke "Yeah, I am with her right now..."


On the other end, Charlotte’s tone faltered for a moment "Kael... she..."


Brandon’s lips curved into a reassuring smile, "Don’t worry, sister. I will talk to her."


There was a pause, then a faint exhale from Charlotte. "...Hmm."


His gaze softened and he spoke "Love you..."


E-Eh? A sweet blush dusted her cheek and she quickly spoke "Lo.. Love you too." and hurriedly cancelled the call.


Brandon ended the call with a gentle click and set the phone aside.


At that moment, Jiyeon stirred, curling even tighter against him and she pressed her cheek to his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist.


"Don’t go..."


Brandon’s hand slid through her hair and he held her closer.


His other arm tightened protectively around her back "I’m not going anywhere."


He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her head.


---


Next day-


Brandon drove along the quiet road with Jiyeon sitting beside him in the passenger seat, the sunlight filtering through the window and catching in her hair.


Every so often, she would glance at him from the corner of her eye and her lips would curl into a small smile, as though she couldn’t quite believe the simple fact of being by his side.


After a while, the car slowed and pulled into an open space.


Brandon parked neatly in front of the house, cutting the engine.


Jiyeon stepped out of the car and immediately turned in a slow circle, "It’s beautiful..." she whispered, looking at the beautiful house and the space around it.


"You’re living here now?"


Brandon moved to stand beside, "Yeah. Come with me."


Taking her hand, he guided her toward the entrance.


Jiyeon followed, still glancing around curiously.


In the living room Elize and Charlotte were sitting, waiting for Brandon.


Charlotte’s gaze flickered to Jiyeon the instant she entered.


Looking at Charlotte Jiyeon froze mid-step and her eyes widened in utter horror.


Huh? She stumbled back, her body trembling as panic overtook her.


"N-no... I-" she stammered, as she turned on her heel and tried to rush out of there in fear.


But before she could take another step, Brandon’s arms wrapped around her from behind.


"Yeon," He pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly against him "It’s okay. You don’t have to be afraid."


"Huff... Huf... No- Kael she is... dangerous." Her hands trembled against his chest and she buried her face against him, unable to meet Charlotte’s eyes.


From across the room, Charlotte’s gaze softened and a shadow of guilt flickered across her face as she lowered her gaze to the floor.


The sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the stairs as Yverine and Dhayun appeared, drawn by the noise of the arriving car.


They were surprised to see Brandon holding a trembling girl in his arms.


The two women exchanged a look, silent understanding flashing between them.


Brandon caught their eyes and smiled "Take Yeon upstairs."


Dhayun hesitated only a moment before nodding, stepping closer.


Brandon brushed Jiyeon’s hair gently. "Yeon. Go with them. I’ll join you soon, alright?"


Jiyeon stiffened at first but then she reluctantly nodded.


With halting steps, she allowed Dhayun and Yverine to guide her upstairs.


Jiyeon glanced over her shoulder once and her eyes were still clouded with fear.


Looking at her Dhayun asked "You are... korean?"


Huh? Jiyeon blinked slightly before nodding "Hn."


A smile appeared on Dhayun’s lips "Mhm, my name is Dhayun."


Meanwhile, Brandon exhaled deeply, running a hand through his hair "Haa..." as he walked forward.


He stopped before the couch and he lowered himself, sitting between them.


Charlotte’s hands were folded tightly on her lap, her nails pressing faint crescents into her skin.


Brandon leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees for a moment, gathering his thoughts "So, where do we begin?"