Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world-Chapter 158: Hot chocolate

The pot on the stove bubbled gently, sending up curls of steam.

Elize stood by the counter as she stirred the milk, her hair still slightly askew from her day out, a few strands framing her face.

Brandon returned from the pantry, a tin of cocoa powder in one hand and a small bag of marshmallows in the other as he set them down beside her.

"Found the goods," he said as he leaned against the counter.

He reached for the bag of marshmallows, tearing it open and plucking one out.

He held it up before popping it into his mouth, his smile widening as he caught her eye.

"Thief," Elize teased, swatting at his arm lightly.

But her smile betrayed her, and she didn’t pull away when he leaned in, his lips brushing her cheek in a quick, affectionate kiss.

The gesture was soft, almost casual and she turned her head slightly, her cheek grazing his cheek in return.

His hand rested comfortably on her hip, his fingers tracing idle patterns through her blouse as he watched her measure out the cocoa powder.

She handed him a spoon, "Here, make yourself useful. Stir this while I add the cocoa."

He took the spoon, stepping closer to the stove and stirring the milk, his arm brushing hers as they stood side by side.

The milk swirled gently as it warmed, and Brandon couldn’t resist leaning in again, pressing another quick kiss to her cheek.

This one lingered a little longer, his lips warm against her skin, and Elize’s breath hitched, her cheeks flushing faintly as she tried to focus on measuring out the cocoa.

"Kael, you’re supposed to be helping, not distracting me." But she leaned into him, her body relaxing against his as she sprinkled the cocoa into the pot.

"I’m multitasking," he said in a teasingtone as he gave the milk another stir.

He reached for the bag of marshmallows again, this time scooping a handful and holding one up to her lips. "Here."

She rolled her eyes but obliged, parting her lips to let him pop the marshmallow into her mouth.

Her lips brushed his fingers as she took it, and she chewed slowly.

"Not bad," she said, her voice muffled around the marshmallow.

He laughed, his arm tightening around her waist as he leaned in, nuzzling his cheek against hers.

He dipped his fingers into the cocoa powder tin, the fine powder clinging to his skin, and before she could protest, he smeared a small streak of it across her cheek.

"Kael!" Elize gasped, swatting at his hand as she laughed.

"You’re making a mess!" She reached for a dish towel, but he caught her wrist gently, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed together.

"Hold on," he said, his voice dropping to a low murmur. freēwēbnovel.com

He leaned in, his lips brushing the cocoa streak on her cheek in a soft kiss, cleaning it away with a teasing flick of his tongue. "There. All better."

Elize’s flush deepened, her heart skipping as she met his gaze, her eyes softening with a mix of affection and exasperation.

"You’re impossible,"

She reached for the cocoa tin, dipping her own fingers into the powder and smearing a small dab across his nose.

"Two can play at that game."

Brandon blinked, caught off guard, then burst into laughter.

He grabbed another pinch of cocoa and held it up threateningly.

But instead of smearing it on her, he brought his fingers to her lips, the cocoa dusting his fingertips. "Here, try this."

Elize hesitated, her eyes narrowing playfully, but she leaned forward, her lips parting as she took his fingers into her mouth.

Her tongue brushed against his skin, sucking gently to clean the cocoa away.

The taste of chocolate lingered and it was rich and bittersweet.

She pulled back slowly, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile as she licked the last traces of cocoa from her lips.

His hand slid to her waist again, pulling her closer as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.

She let out a soft sigh, her hands resting on his chest as she leaned into the kiss, her body melting against his.

Her fingers curled into his shirt as the pot on the stove continued to bubble.

They worked together, Brandon stirring the pot while Elize added a pinch of sugar and a dash of vanilla.

With a playful smile, she sprinkled some cocoa on his shirt.

"Careful," he teased, catching her wrist and pulling her close again, his arms wrapping around her in a full hug.

His lips found her neck this time, pressing a soft, open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive skin just below her ear, and she shivered, her hands tightening on his shoulders.

"Kael," she murmured in an exaggerated voice, "we’re supposed to be making hot chocolate, not... whatever this is."

But she tilted her head, giving him better access, her body betraying her words as she pressed closer, savoring the warmth of his hug.

He chuckled as he pulled back just enough to meet her gaze.

"This is just as sweet,"

He reached for the marshmallows again, popping one into his mouth before offering her another.

The hot chocolate was nearly done now and Brandon ladled it into mugs as she dropped marshmallows into each one, the white puffs melting slightly into the dark liquid.

They clinked their mugs together and took their first sips.

Tasting the hot chocolate, Elize nodded her head "Nice, it tastes great.Just the right balance of sweet and chocolatey."

Brandon nodded his head and took another sip "Yep."

He looked at her and spoke "By the way, Aunt Elize... I want to ask about Charlotte."

Hm? Elize raised an eyebrow curiously "What about her?"

Brandon hesitated, his fingers tapping lightly against the mug as he gathered his thoughts.

With a soft sigh, he muttered, "Sometimes, she acts... weird."

He paused, glancing at Elize "I mean, in the past, she always hated me. Called me names, gave me those looks like I was some kind of pest. But nowadays..."

He trailed off, his brow furrowing slightly. "She seems to like me, or at least she doesn’t call me a loser or whatever anymore. She’s mostly... indifferent, I guess."

Upon hearing this, Elize was startled ’Did he also realized that she has multiple personalities?’

With a smile, she shook her head "Nothing like that, she has always been indifferent and she always loved you. She never hated you."

Brandon gave a blank look "Aunt Elize, you know very well how many times she has called me names and looked at me with a disgusting glare or mocked me."

Elize could only smile dryly "I am telling you, she is just shy... she really loves her little brother. She always had a hard time showing how she feels."

He shook his head helplessly "Haa... Well whatever, I like the current relationship. At least I can hold a conversation with her."

"Earlier, I entered the bathroom while she was changing. Expected her to be angry, but she seemed like she didn’t mind that."

Elize narrowed her eyes slightly "Hmm..."

As they were drinking, a bit later Charlotte appeared in the kitchen doorway, her hair still damp from her shower, now tied back in a loose ponytail.

She wore the dark shirt and blue underwear she’d slipped into earlier "I can smell Hot chocolate..."

Brandon raised his head to look at her and spoke "Yeah, we are preparing it. Plenty left if you want some."

Charlotte nodded and walked over to take a mug from the cabinet and she poured some hot chocolate into the mug.

And then left the kitchen silently.

Elize couldn’t help but giggle "No matter what, Charlotte loves sweet a lot. When she was young, she had a sweet tooth."

Brandon couldn’t help but chuckle and wrapped his arm around Elize’s shoulder before pulling her closer.

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Brandon entered his room and was surprised to look at Ravene going through his clothes in the wardrobe.

"Aunt Rave?"

Ravene turned her head and smiled "Kael..."

He walked to her and saw the opened wardrobe "Do you need my t-shirts, dear?"

She shook her head and muttered "No, I am looking for your used underwear."

Brandon blinked "What?"

She opened the lower rack "See" she said, gesturing to the clothes with a pout.

"These are all washed, and some are brand new. Don’t you have any used underwear?"

Brandon facepalmed, a helpless laugh escaping him as he let out a long sigh "Is that your concern?" he said, shaking his head.

"The only used underwear I’ve got is the one I’m wearing right now. The others are either washed or probably still wet from the laundry."

Ravene’s eyes lit up, and before he could react, she dropped to her knees in front of him with a speed that caught him off guard.

Her hands reached for the waistband of his shorts, tugging them down with a yank. "Then give me that,"

"Wait... wait!" Brandon protested, his hands flailing for a moment as he tried to stop her, but her enthusiasm was relentless.

She pulled his shorts and underwear down in one swift motion, the fabric pooling around his ankles.

He let out a resigned sigh as he relented, lifting one leg, then the other, to let her pull the underwear freely.

Ravene held the used underwear in her hands, her fingers clutching the fabric as she brought it to her nose, inhaling deeply.

A euphoric look crossed her face as she murmured, "Nice smell..."

Brandon shook his head, a dry smile spreading across his face as he reached for the wardrobe, grabbing a clean pair of underwear from the stack.

"You’re something else, Rave,"

But before he could step into the fresh pair, Ravene grabbed his hand, her grip firm and playful.

"Not so fast," she said, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur as she pushed him backward, guiding him to the edge of the bed.

"Let me thank you for giving me that."

As she spoke, she tied her hair into a ponytail and looked at his semi hard dick.

Brandon was dumbfounded "Rave, Aunt Elize and Charlotte are here."

Ravene just smiled "Charlotte went outside and Elize is busy preparing dinner. Just one shot..."

Her fingers wrapped gently around his dick and she leaned in, her nose brushing against his dick as she inhaled deeply. "Haa... Brandon."

She let out her tongue, the tip grazing him in a slow, teasing lick that sent a jolt through his body.

His breath hitched, his hands instinctively gripping the edge of the bed as she continued, coaxing his dick to full hardness.

With a soft sigh, he patted her head "You are a trouble."