Page 45 of Raspberry Cake


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“Marriage just shows the commitment you have to the other, but it shouldn’t be the end goal, that would be the overall happy life together.”

“And that’s why you’re the brains and I’m the muscle.”

“What are you seeing in your future?”

“You. I mean, it sounds so simple, but when I try to picture myself in a year or five, the only thing I can see clearly is that you’re by my side. Hopefully by then I’ll have worked up the guts to ask for your hand.”

“And moved in?”

“Yes, and if you’re extra nice I’ll even gift you a third kitten.”

“Aw, the way to my heart.” She turned her head and kissed his jaw. “Do you see yourself living here?”

“I do, though I have to admit I’m still struggling with the whole financial side of things.”

“Because I make more money?”

“I know it’s stupid because I’m proud of what you have achieved. It’s just my manly pride. And no, I don’t think it’s going to be a problem and I will work on it.”

“I want you to know that it’s okay to address this at any time. Age gap aside, I know our constellation is unusual.”

“Thank you.” Then his chest vibrated with a light laugh. “I never had anyone I could talk this openly with.”

“That’s what maturing does to you, you learn to express yourself and with the right partner it feels natural.”

The vibrations only intensified. “I’m finally growing up, becoming a real man.”

Renley held her until the water turned cold before they pulled themselves from the bath to spend the rest of their evening together.

Renley

He woke up rock hard the next morning, and it didn’t help that his kitten was grinding her ass against his erection. He pulled away, not wanting to make this about sex, but Eveline clearly had other plans. A dainty hand reached behind her, palming the bulge in his pants. With a low groan, he wrapped his fingers around her petite wrist and forced her to hold still.

“Kitten,” he gritted between clenched teeth.

“Hmm?” she hummed, still sleep drunk.

“If you don’t want my dick inside your cunt to fuck you back to sleep, you’d better drop that hand.”

“Sounds like a good morning to me,” she teased.

Inhaling deeply, he realised that he needed to follow through on his threat. Shifting his weight, he pulled the pillow from between her legs and tossed it aside. Before she could blink, he had Eveline facedown on the mattress, bracing himself on one arm beside her head.

Nosing along her neck, trailing a path to her ear, he gave her one last chance to back out. “Still think it’s a good idea to tease me?”

She eagerly nodded, trying to wiggle out of her shorts. He chuckled to himself, amused at how needy she was despite being half asleep. He sat back, assisting her with her shorts like the gentleman he was.

“Get rid of the top too,” he husked, busy with groping her ass. An intrusive thought took over, and he slapped her right cheek. Her body jolted, but her nose wrinkled. “Ah, my little kitten only likes her cunt spanked.”

With the last of her clothes tossed aside, Eveline peered over her shoulder. “Is that weird?”

“No, kitten.” And with a tender kiss to soothe the sting, he apologised. “I’m sorry for letting my thoughts take over without checking with you first.”

“I forgive you.”

“But only if I give you my cock, aren’t I right?”

Lip between her teeth, she handed him a pillow. Renley took the hint and lifted her hips for her, reaching for the condoms on the nightstand with his other hand. God, how had he gotten so lucky? She looked perfect, her ass on display, her lips curled in an intoxicating smile while her tits spilled from beneath her. He flattened his palm at the base of her spine, smoothing his hand up the soft skin until his hand curled around her neck. His other hand dipped in between her thighs and into her wet cunt. She took three fingers easily, a satisfied hum filling the air around them.