“Brendon…”
Ranita was kissed so softly that she leaned against Brendon, unable to exert any strength.
The man looked at her with lowered eyelashes, his eyes burning like fire. His arm hooked around her slender waist. She was thin but soft, and she smelled enticing.
“Ranita, when will Ayaan come back?” The man asked in a low voice, his mouth dry and his hand holding onto her wrist while the other rested by her leg.
Her skirt was pushed up slightly, revealing her slender straight legs. Unable to resist, he pressed against them.
Ranita’s heart was about to jump out. He shouldn’t be too obvious about his intentions.
She felt hot all over, sweating on her neck and back. She was about to speak, but hesitated and was kissed again.
The lingering kiss, like a gentle drizzle, enveloped her, pulling her into a tender illusion.
“Ayaan… He probably won’t come back so soon…” Ranita hadn’t called Olivia, so she wouldn’t have brought him along.
Ranita’s pale wrist, smooth and boneless like a snake, clung to Brendon’s neck. She was kissed to the point where she couldn’t think anymore, only able to respond instinctively.
Brendon was intoxicated by the sweetness on her lips, making his bones melt, wishing to crush the person in his arms and blend her into his own blood and bones…
“Ring ring!”
The urgent ringtone shattered the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Ranita touched her flushed cheek and picked up the phone. It was Olivia calling! Brendon stared at her with dark, intense eyes. “Aren’t you going to answer?”
“You get up first. What if Olivia has something important?” Ranita pushed the man away and straightened her disheveled clothes as she stepped back.
She was wearing a professional suit today, a pencil skirt and a white shirt, now in a mess with a few missing buttons and a wrinkled hem.
Brendon watched as the woman answered the phone, and from the corner of his eye, his gaze swept across her body, making her face even hotter.
Meeting Brendon’s reproachful gaze, she pursed her lips and innocently blinked her eyes, as if saying, “Your son, what can I do?”
“Mommy, are you back? I miss you!” Ayaan’s voice was pleasant. “I want to sleep with Mommy.”
Ranita glanced at Brendon, who hadn’t calmed down yet, and quickly said, “I’ll be there in about half an hour, Ayaan. Can you wait for Mommy for half an hour?”
After hanging up the phone, Ranita was immediately pulled into Brendon’s embrace. His strong chest pressed against her, causing her chest to ache, and she felt weak in his arms.
“Why couldn’t you make Ayaan wait for two hours? What can you do in half an hour…” Brendon stared at her, his Adam’s apple rolling a few times, as if he was restraining himself.
Ranita looked at him innocently. “Do you want to go to the bathroom to calm down and tidy up? Ayaan will be here soon.”
Although she felt sorry, Ayaan was her precious little one, and she didn’t want to teach him bad things.
“Ranita!”
“Why are you so fierce!” Ranita, emboldened, hummed in annoyance. “Let go of me quickly, I need to change clothes!”
Brendon was infuriated, his chest heaving. He bit her lip again, teasing her fiercely before finally letting her go.
Ranita’s lips were red and glossed with the aftermath of his affection, more tempting than sweet jam.
Brendon really didn’t want to leave. Why did his wife have to be so fragrant and sweet!