Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 623: On that [1]*

Later that night

Brandon stepped inside the house and quietly closed the door behind him.

He reached over and switched off the remaining lights on the ground floor, letting the lower part of the mansion settle into darkness. Only the faint glow from upstairs remained.

He climbed the stairs without hurry as the wood creaked faintly under his steps.

Most people had either gone to sleep or withdrawn into their own rooms.

At the top of the stairs he turned down the familiar hallway and pushed open the door to the bedroom.

Ravene and Elize were already inside, waiting for him.

Both women looked up as he entered. The soft light from the bedside lamp cast a warm glow across the room, outlining their figures against the sheets.

Ravene was sitting up against the headboard with one knee drawn loosely toward her chest, while Elize sat nearer the edge of the bed.

Ravene’s lips curved slightly, and she shifted on the bed, making a small space between them.

"Come here, dear."

Brandon crossed the short distance and sat down between them as the mattress dipped under his weight.

Almost immediately Ravene leaned in from one side while Elize moved closer from the other side, both of them pressing against him as if they had been holding themselves back.

Ravene cupped his jaw with one hand and leaned in, kissing him slowly, with the quiet hunger she never bothered to hide.

"Husband..."

Her lips moved against his with familiar warmth, brushing her tongue lightly before she pulled back just enough to breathe.

Elize leaned in from the other side and her hand rested against the side of his neck as she kissed him.

Ravene smiled against his cheek and pressed closer, tucking herself against his side.

Her hand slid down his chest as she kissed him again, her fingers curling lightly into the fabric of his shirt.

She found the hem of his t-shirt and glanced at him once, then began to push the fabric upward.

Elize helped from the other side as both of them worked together to ease the shirt up and over his head before tossing it aside.

Ravene leaned in and pressed a kiss just below his collarbone, then another a little lower.

Elize rested her forehead against the side of his neck for a moment, breathing him in, before tilting her head to kiss the same place.

He pulled them both a little closer, and they came willingly, pressing in until there was almost no space left between the three of them.

Ravene shifted, swinging one leg over his thigh so she could press even closer.

Her nightgown had slipped slightly off one shoulder; the soft curve of her breast brushed against his arm as she leaned in again.

"Lie back a little," she whispered against his mouth.

Elize’s hand slid down his chest, guiding him gently until his shoulders met the pillows.

The moment he settled, Ravene curled tightly against his right side, swinging her leg fully over his thigh so that the warm weight of her body pressed along his.

Elize tucked herself against his left, sliding her leg between his as she molded herself to him.

Ravene was the first to lower her mouth to his neck.

When she reached the hollow of his throat, she paused, breathing him in, then continued lower until her mouth found the ridge of his collarbone.

Elize’s fingers traced the lines of his ribs, then moved lower to rest against his hip.

Her hand moved up to cup the side of his face, guiding him into another slow kiss.

Brandon kissed her back without hesitation.

His hand slid up along her waist, his fingers catching the thin edge of her nightgown.

He simply curled his fingers into the fabric and began to pull it downward, letting the soft material slide over her shoulder first, then further still.

The neckline gave way easily.

Elize’s breasts spilled free with a soft, natural weight as they came into the low lamp light.

The nightgown slipped lower around her waist, leaving her bare from the waist up.

Elize made a quiet sound in his mouth, feeling the touch of her breasts against his chest.

She pressed closer, the soft curves of her breasts flattening gently against his chest.

Brandon cupped one full breast in his palm, feeling the soft, heavy weight of it settle into his hand.

His thumb brushed slowly across the underside before drifting upward, circling the nipple.

Elize made a small sound against his mouth, and her fingers tightened lightly in his hair as she kissed him more firmly.

Seeing Elize, Ravene’s lips curved in a quiet, knowing smile.

She leaned in and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the side of Brandon’s neck, while her hand drifted slowly across his stomach.

"I am also here, husband..."

Ravene’s mouth moved lower along his neck, then across to his collarbone, leaving a trail of warm kisses.

Brandon turned his head and caught Ravene’s mouth next, kissing her deeply while his hand remained on Elize’s breast.

Ravene answered the kiss eagerly, brushing her tongue against his as she pressed even closer.

The movement caused her own nightgown to slip further.

Brandon’s free hand found the edge of the fabric and pulled it down as well, freeing her breasts in one smooth motion.

Ravene made a low, appreciative sound into the kiss and arched slightly into his touch.

When he lowered his head and took the tip of Ravene’s breast into his mouth, she exhaled sharply and tangled her fingers in his longer hair, holding him there.

Elize’s lips found the shell of his ear.

Ravene’s leg tightened over his thigh as he continued to suck on her nipple.

When he finally released her nipple with a soft, wet sound, Ravene claimed his mouth again.

Elize arched slightly, offering herself, and Brandon turned his head to take one of her nipples between his lips.

He sucked more firmly this time, drawing a trembling moan from her throat.

"Hnngh~" Her fingers curled against his chest as he licked her nipple gently.

Ravene’s hand eventually slipped lower, gliding over the front of his pants, feeling the growing hardness on his crotch.