Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 998 - 994: Uncle Has Always Been Here
"Uncle," sensing the man’s intentions, Sophie Foster couldn’t help but mutter, trembling as her hands under the faucet shivered when the belt was undone.
"Ah... Uncle..." Sophie gasped, struggling slightly after being apart for a week.
Nicholas Croft’s lips wandered around Sophie’s neck, his hand gripping her jaw to turn her towards the mirror, "Good girl, look inside..."
Sophie obediently looked into the mirror, where the reflection of the little woman, although heavily made-up, showed eyes already misty with desire. What stirred emotions was the man behind her, his white shirt open, revealing toned muscles that tensed with every move, and he was lost in her neck with his lips and tongue.
In the heat of passion, he placed her on the vanity, dropping kisses on her chest. "Lara... get a butterfly tattoo here... Uncle likes it..." He liked her dressing herself up like a butterfly, dancing freely in his garden since the moment he met her, admitting he was a lolita complex.
"Mm..."
"Lara, call Uncle..."
"...Uncle... Uncle..." She clung helplessly to the vanity behind her, gasping, as he caught her mouth in a kiss, "Uncle has always been here..."
After a week apart, the two passionate souls carried on for over an hour before willing to rest. After showering, Sophie lounged on the sofa, her hair untied, wearing Uncle Nicholas’s shirt, taking bites of chicken wings before sipping red wine, legs curled up. Having spent much energy earlier, she appeared ravenous as she devoured the wings.
"Eat slowly, it’s all yours," Nicholas gently shook his wine glass, looking refreshed despite the shared exertions, his damp short hair hanging over his forehead added a casual charm, like a gentle big brother stroking Sophie’s long hair.
Sophie glanced over, took another bite of the chicken wing, mumbling, "So hungry, my stomach’s flat,"
Watching the little foodie gulping down, Nicholas’s brows softened, "Then eat more, it’s just the age for growing."
Talking about growing, Sophie shifted her little bottom, turning around, while eating the wing, puffed up her chest and said, "Uncle, after the long massage just now, Lara seems really bigger here."
Nicholas...
Sipped his wine, suppressing laughter and raising his brow, "What makes you say so?"
Sophie lifted herself more seriously, "If you don’t believe it, touch and see, it feels like it’s growing, a bit swollen."
His gaze flitted to that spot, agreeing, "Mm, it seems bigger,"
If the little one says it’s growing, then it’s growing, regardless of size, he wouldn’t mind.
"Uncle, you should rub it more, Lara wants to grow to a D cup or E cup."
"Mm, Uncle will help rub it every day," Nicholas agreed amusedly.
