Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles’ POV: 

The bathrobe was askew.

Caroline’s delicate body in all of her curvy glory as well as the bewitching sight between her legs was laid bare for my greedy eyes.She was delicate yet so alluring that I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

Under my bewitched gaze, her skin and cheeks turned red with embarrassment and lust.

Reverently, I held her breasts in my hand, weighing the soft mounds.

"Charles, stop it."

Her words told me to stop, but her body urged me on, her eyes shining bright with the lust she was trying not to feel.In fact, her soft refusal came out as more of a moan.

"Are you really sure you want me to stop?" I asked just before I kissed her.

"No… But the kids…"

Caroline’s voice was shaky, most of her words nothing but long moans.

"Grandma will take care of them.Don’t be nervous.Relax."

Done with the conversation, I sucked on her earlobe gently before turning my attention to the beautiful mounds of flesh beckoning me.

Bending my head, I took one nipple into my mouth, suckling as I palmed her left breast.

"Charles.., I can’t stand it anymore…"

"Beg me." I slowed down on purpose.

"Please."

Caroline stared at me beneath her lashes, giving me a come hither look. I wasn't sure she was aware she was making 

"Dad, are you drinking milk from mom’s breast?"

A confused but childish voice asked from behind me.

The sound was soft, barely above a whisper.

But at this very moment, it might as well have been a bomb.

With a jerk, I released the nipple I was currently worrying with my teeth and quickly covered Caroline with the night robe.

"Go back to your room and sleep!" I snapped, ordering my son out of the room.

This brat! 

 How dare he barge in here and ruin the intimate moment my wife and I were sharing? 

"But it’s not yet time for bed.Mom said we will be spending the night at her house and tomorrow we will eat lots of desserts," James replied, confused as to why I was ordering him to go to sleep.

"Mommy isn’t leaving.Now, go back to your room and play with your younger brothers!" I growled, my patience running out, Caroline lay on the sofa and dared not to move.

"Okay."

Finally, the door closed behind him.

Expelling a breath of relief, I turned to Caroline so we could pick up from where we stopped, but she pushed me away angrily 

cursing me out

swiped her clothes off the floor and marched

hazy cloud of anger she was in blinded her to anything else but the need to

that her underwear was still on the

to draw her attention to the forgotten

"Shut up! I’m leaving!"

I’m afraid you

the angry

to hear another

Caroline turned and ran out of the room

Caroline’s POV: 

rushed into the bathroom and took off

could see that most of my body was still red

where Charles sucked was still

tips of my ears turned hot as I blushed

wore my bra and found my shirt in

I look

my pile of clothes to take out my panties, I was

My underwear was missing.

could it be? Over and over, I checked through my clothes and even the dryer and the laundry basket in

wonder Charles

to do with it? Once again, I put on Charles’ nightgown and tied the knot

knocked politely and waited for him to open

sounds of unhurried footsteps just before

small towel wrapped around his waist was the only thing

Charles had just been in

it!’ I cursed silently as I appreciated the view against my

long but muscly legs, a thick chest

natural pheromone was

ago, I had been spitting mad, but right now, I couldn’t help but feel my anger thawing a little as I basked in the

understood why so many

he have an impeccable family background,

"What’s up?"

whispered with a raised brow, his eyes shining with undisguised

demanded, "Please give it back

asked flippantly as he turned away from me and walked into the dressing

you come

way I was going

I just saw Charles head into the

waited outside for a while, but he

nothing else I could do but follow him.I found Charles just as he wore his

back to him

only came to take

you have to tell me what I

muffled by the shirt he was

me.You know

stared back at me,

flared again and I

have some kind of fetish for collecting women’s underwear? If that’s the case, I’ll

angry, Charles lips spread in a smug

growled, "If I happen to have such a kink, then

didn’t change at his