Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Florence: Oh, was she mad that you spent another weekend with me?

Brandon's lips curved into a half-smile as he typed back

Brandon: Yeah, she is.

Florence: Ehhh. She is still jealous that I might steal her boyfriend.

Lying on the bed, Brandon let out a chuckle as he continued texting with Florence.

Florence: So, what about next weekend? Are you coming here?

Brandon: Hmm, if I am free, surely.

Florence: Hehehe, I am waiting. Also, I heard you did exceptionally well in solo combat examination. That's my boy. Good luck on tomorrow's team combat examination.

Brandon: Haha, thank you, thank you.

As he was texting, the bathroom door opened, and Brandon turned his gaze to look at Elize.

Elize stepped into the room, her silhouette framed by the faint steam curling from the open bathroom door.

A white towel clung to her body, knotted loosely at her chest, its edges barely grazing her thighs.

Her skin glistened with a sheen of water as tiny droplets traced the contours of her shoulders and collarbone.

Her blonde hair hair, still wet, fell in soft waves, clinging to her neck and framing her face.

Looking at Brandon lying on the bed, she smiled gently before making her way to the dresser.

As she stood in front of the mirror, she looked at herself for a moment in the long mirror before retrieving the clothes.

Brandon placed the mobile and got down as he slowly made his way to her.

Reaching her, his hands wrapped around her waist from behind and pulled her gently against his chest, his chin resting against the curve of her shoulder

"Aunt Elize..."

She let out a giggle and sank into his chest "Kael, I am still wet... you would get wet too if you clung to me like this."

He chuckled against her skin and nuzzled his cheeks with hers "It's okay, I will just hug you."

But his hands had other ideas.

His fingers found the edge of the towel, tracing the soft fabric where it clung to her skin.

With a gentle pulled, he loosened the knot, and the towel slipped, falling to the floor, revealing her naked body glistening with water drops.

Brandon's gaze quivered looking at the curves of her body, her supple breasts, her pink nipples, her seductive waist, and her thighs.

A flush appeared on Elize's cheeks and she raised her hand, elbowing his abdomen "Why are you removing the towel?"

He snapped out of his reverie and hushed in her ear "Why not? I just wanted to see the beauty of my Aunt Elize..."

He met her eyes in the mirror, their gazes locking in for a moment "And Aunt Elize... you are really stunning. Are you really 49 years old?"

Upon hearing this, she let out a laugh "Well, I do exercises, and I keep my body fit and healthy..."

She turned her head slightly, catching his eye with a teasing smile "Also, you are dating a woman who is same age as me. You shouldn't be surprised."

With a nod, he raised his hand, his fingers gently grazing her underboob "That's true... Older women are really stunning. Like a fine wine that gets better as it ages."

Elize raised an eye in amusement "Oh, then what about Eira?"

Kissing her cheek, he replied "Ofcourse, she is beautiful... but its just older women have a different charm I guess."

"Look at you, Aunt Elize... how perfect you are."

As he spoke, he gently squeezed her breast, making her sigh in his embrace "Then... do you love your Aunt Ezlie?"

He nodded with hesitation "Mhm. I love Aunt Elize the most. She is the most stunning and the best person I know."

As he gave another squeeze to her breast, she closed her eyes and melted in his hands.

His finger traced the areola of her delicate breast and tenderly twisted her nipple, making her moan slightly "Kael..."

He pressed himself closer, his chest flush against her back as his arms tightened around her.

Elize opened her eyes, meeting his gaze in the mirror once more.

Her lips curved into a soft smile, and she reached back, her fingers threading through his hair, tugging gently "Saying things like that… calling me perfect. What a flatterer are you... makes sense why you have two girlfriends."

"I mean it," he muttered, looking into her blue eyes.

"You're… everything to me, Aunt Elize. The way you carry yourself, the way you laugh, the way you make me feel. And this…"

His hand slid down her side, tracing the curve of her waist with a tenderness that made her breath catch "Your beautiful body. This is just the icing on the cake."

Elize let out a soft laugh, almost shy.

She turned in his arms, facing him now, her hands resting on his chest and the lamplight caught the contours of her face, highlighting the faint flush on her cheeks.

He smiled, leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss.

It was slow at first, a gentle press of lips that deepened as she sighed into him, her hands sliding up to cup his face.

Her fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him closer, and he responded, his hands roaming her back, tracing the curve of her spine before reaching her ass.

The mirror reflected their entwined figures as they kissed each other passionately.

As they slowly pulled back from the kiss, they looked at each other their breath brushing against their lips.

Looking at the affection in her eyes, Brandon sighed in his heart as he felt that he is using her maternal feelings to have physical intimacy with her.

He again pecked her lips "Aunt Elize... what do you think of me?"

Hm? She looked into his eyes and replied in confusion "What's with the sudden question?"

Glancing at her luscious lips, he murmured "How do you see me? Like a son? Your friend's son? Or... I am your responsibility?"

Though quite puzzled, she smiled "You are my everything, Kael. You are my son, my dear... my darling, my sweet little body for whom I will do anything."

Upon hearing this, he replied "But... Aunt Elize. i see you differently."

Huh? Elize gaze trembled in pain and her smile faltered "Kael, I know... I am not your real mother. I-I don't ask you to see me as your mothe-

He sealed her lips again with a kiss shutting her "Not that, Elize."

Looking into her eyes, he murmured "I love you, Elize, not just as a mother or Aunt. I love you as a woman..."

"I want to kiss you because I love you and I want to hold you in my arms as my woman."

HUH? Elize body stiffened and she let go of his chest, taking a step back, her whole body trembling in shock.

"K-Kael... what are you saying?"

Her gaze flickered with a mix of disbelief and fear, and she wrapped her arms around herself, as if shielding her heart from his words.

"From… when did you…" she trailed off, unable to finish the question, her voice breaking under the weight of her emotions.

Looking at her reaction, he lowered his head "Been a while..."

"Kael…" she whispered, her voice trembling as she took a tentative step toward him.

She reached out, her hand hovering near his cheek before gently lifting his face to meet her gaze.

His eyes were dark, filled with a mix of hope and fear, and she felt her heart twist at the sight.

"You… you can't mean this. You're confused, darling. You're young, and I'm… I'm not what you think I am."

He shook his head, his hand catching hers and pressing it against his cheek "I'm not confused."

"I know exactly what I feel. I've known for years, Elize. I've tried to ignore it, but I can't anymore. You're not just my aunt. You're… everything. I love you."

Elize's breath hitched, and she pulled her hand away, turning to face the mirror, her reflection staring back at her.

She pressed a hand to her chest, as if to steady her racing heart "This… this isn't right, Kael."

"I'm your aunt. I've raised you, cared for you. I… I can't be what you want."

"But you already are," he said, stepping closer but he didn't touch her, giving her space to process.

"You don't have to be anything other than you. I'm not asking you to change. I'm just… telling you how I feel. I can't keep pretending it's something it's not."

Elize closed her eyes, her shoulders trembling as she fought to make sense of the storm inside her.

She opened her eyes, meeting his reflection in the mirror, and saw the vulnerability in his face, the love that shone through despite his fear.

"Kael… this could ruin everything. You know that, don't you? Ravene, Eira… what would they think? What would they say?"

Brandon shook his head and replied "I will talk to them... I only care about your own feelings."

"If you don't feel the same and if you want me to leave, I will. I'll walk away, and I'll never bring this up again. But if there's even a chance…"

He has finally mustered his courage to speak his feelings to the woman he has admired for years.