All Chapters of CREAM OR COFFEE? || BWWM: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Elna!" I jump in fright at the sound of the voice, eyes wide open and lips pulled into a frown as I turn around to face whoever thinks it fun to shout out my name on a warm, beautiful evening. "Get away from there.""Goddamit Brandon, lower your voice," I scream back at him and push away from the railing. "You are screaming like a crazy ban

His lip closes over one of my clothed nipples and a wave of emotions wash over me. I don't get to bask in the excitement of his last statement before he sweeps me off my feet and my legs wrap firmly around his waist. 

My head sinks into the pillow, my side digs into the bed, the knots in my shoulders have disappeared and a feeling of peace washes over me. The need to pee is strong but I don't want to move from this position, I feel relaxed, content with my position in his arms.Brandon's arm is around my belly, my back is pressed against his chest and his

The elevator slides open, Brandon and I step out with our hands interlaced. I stifle a giggle when he clamps down on my wrist to stop me from withdrawing my hand and one of my legs shoot out to show him the lace of my sneaker that has come undone.Brandon crouches to tie the shoelace and my skin flushes when some heads turn in our direction.

"Okay," I say. "A sip for a sip, how's that?"Brandon's index finger circles the top of his mug, he arches a brow and my lips widen into a charming smile which I hope will make him say yes. He doesn’t. Instead, he continues staring at me and I am forced to place a hand over his, bringing his attention back to the flowered cup. A corner

Giggles spill from my lips as Brandon and I tumble to the bed with him falling on top of me. He lifts his hand for me to peel off his shirt and I do that with the speed of a Cheetah. His fingers dig into my skin as he rids me of my gown and a moan escapes me when he rubs circles around my nipples. My red, lace lingerie is soaked with my juices, I have made a habit of wearing only the sexy ones, I can’t be caught off guard again.

"Stop that.""No."

"You are mine too, Brandon, my husband," I mutter with my hands between my legs."Always, El, always."

Clothes lay on a colourful heap on our bed with a suitcase open, my footsteps echo as I saunter to the wardrobe to get the rest of my things. I return to the bed with my set of lingerie and start folding clothes into the bag. The heap disappears into the box, I straighten up and sigh when Brandon's arms wrap around my waist from behind.Bran

I stare at his retreating back unable to grasp what just happened until Brandon turns sharply to repeat his order. "Follow me."The invisible forces keeping my feet rooted to the ground lets up, I nod and trail behind him like a diligent puppy ready to serve its master. Silence is my only companion as we go down the long stairs and onto the