Sweeping Him Off His Feet Chapter 158: A kiss in the rain

Augustine chased after Charles, his long strides quickly closing the distance between them.

Just as his fingers were about to wrap around Charles’s wrist, Charles spun on his heel with a teasing grin and took off in the opposite direction, laughing breathlessly as the rain drenched them both.

"What the hell, Charles?" Augustine called out with a breathless, playful growl, chasing after him through the pouring rain.

Charles darted toward Augustine’s car, circling it with a mischievous glint in his eyes, his laughter echoing through the storm.

Augustine, unable to resist the teasing ga, followed close behind, his wet clothes clinging to his body as he mirrored Charles’s every move.

The sound of their laughter and footsteps splashing against the rain-soaked road filled the air.

Neither of them cared about the heavy downpour drenching their bodies—instead, they were lost in the thrill of the mont, drunk on each other love and the wild freedom of it all.

Minutes later, Augustine finally caught up with Charles, wrapping his strong arms around Charles waist.

With a triumphant grin, he lifted Charles off the ground effortlessly, spinning him around as droplet of rain water fell down from their respective hair while their hearts pounding in sync.

Charles giggled, wrapping his legs tighter around Augustine’s waist as his hands rested gently on his shoulders.

Instantly, Augustine stopped spinning around.

Their gazes locked, smiles lingering on their lips as they tried to calm the wild rhythm of their hearts.

Augustine bit his lower lip, eyes drinking in every detail of Charles’s face before a warm, hoarse breath escaped his lips.

"Why are you so damn cute?" he murmured, his voice low and laced with desire.

Charles scoffed playfully, slipping his hands from Augustine’s shoulders and stretching them wide into the rain-soaked air. "Spin around, babe," he purred, a teasing glint in his eyes. "I’ve always dreamt of doing this with my partner."

Augustine’s heart swelled at the word babe—a simple na, yet it sent a surge of warmth straight through him.

Without a word, he inhaled deeply, grounding himself in the mont before gripping Charles tighter.

And then, just like that, Augustine began to spin.

At first, Augustine spun slowly, savoring the closeness as Charles stretched his arms wide, head tilted back to face the sky.

The rain poured down, soaking them both, but Charles didn’t seem to mind—instead, he smiled, eyes closed, as the rain droplets kissed his skin and the wind whispered across his face.

"Hey, pookie," Augustine called out in a low, teasing tone, his voice just barely rising over the sound of the rain as he ca to an halt.

Charles lowered his gaze from the sky, eting Augustine’s intense stare. "Hmm?" he humd softly, the corners of his lips twitching with curiosity.

Augustine swallowed hard, the movent of his throat noticeable as desire flickered in his eyes. "I... I wanna kiss the rainwater off your lips," he said, voice low and serious—tinged with both yearning and restraint.

Charles smirked, loving how boldly Augustine laid his desires bare. That kind of raw honesty turned him on in the best way.

With a mischievous glint in Charles eyes, he cupped Augustine’s cheeks and slowly closed his eyes.

Charles leaned in, closing the distance between them, and pressed his lips gently against Augustine’s.

The mont their mouths t, Augustine’s eyes fluttered shut, surrendering completely to the kiss. Charles’s tongue slipped out, gliding sensually along Augustine’s lips, coaxing them open as he tilted his head to the side for better access.

The mont Augustine’s mouth parted, Charles deepened the kiss, letting his tongue explore slowly, teasingly.

"Mmm..." Charles groaned, his body shuddering.

Augustine responded with equal hunger, letting his tongue dance with Charles’s before dipping deeper it into Charles mouth.

As Augustine’s tongue tease the wetness of Charles mouth, he latched onto Charles lower lip, sucking gently before pulling back just enough to catch his breath, only to dive in again with more hunger.

"Ahh..." Charles gasped, unable to hold it back.

The taste of rain lingered in the kiss— salty and cool, but underneath it, there was sothing undeniable which was the sweetness of Charles.

He tasted like strawberries dipped in sugar, almost too sweet, enough to make Augustine feel like he was losing his grip on reality.

Every kiss, every flick of tongue, pushed Augustine closer to the edge of sanity, and yet, he couldn’t stop—didn’t want to.

The kiss was slow and tender, a gentle pressure that sent waves of bliss through both Charles and Augustine.

It didn’t matter that the rain kept pouring, soaking them both to the skin. All that mattered was the warmth they shared, the closeness, and the undeniable heat that the kiss has generated.

"Umm," Charles moaned in between the kiss.

His heart raced beneath his chest, every beat a frantic reminder of the depth of his feelings.

Augustine, too, felt the effects of the kiss—his knees growing weaker with each second, as if the world around them had faded away, leaving only the sensation of their lips and the rain washing over them.

"Yeah... fuck," Augustine purred, his voice thick with desire, the sound of his moan slipping into the kiss as their passion deepened.

It was as though this were their first kiss, full of raw emotion, both new and familiar at once.

And then, Charles slowly pulled away, the kiss lingering in his mind as he opened his eyes, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

Charles exhaled softly, his thumb gently brushing against Augustine’s cheek. "I love you," he whispered, his voice full of warmth.

Augustine’s heart fluttered at the words, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red as he gazed into Charles’s eyes. "I love you too, Charles Donald," he purred, the excitent in his voice clear as his smile matched Charles’s.

Smile...

They locked gaze for a mont, and after a brief pause, Augustine let out a deep breath, his voice low. "Let’s get out of this rain and head back to the mansion to have so real fun."

Charles grinned, his playful tone matching Augustine’s. "Sure thing, babe." He purred, giving a cheeky wink that made Augustine’s legs nearly buckle beneath him.

Augustine felt a rush of warmth flood his chest as the pet na slipped from Charles’ lips.

His knees trembled, weak from the unexpected surge of affection, and the fact that he wasn’t quite used to hearing Charles address him like that only made it all the more overwhelming.

Every ti Charles called Augustine "babe," it sent a shiver of excitent through him, making him feel like he was falling even deeper into this whirlwind of emotions they had created.

Author note... dear readers... please don’t read the next Chapter now. The Chapter duplicated twice with sa context and I have been trying to delete it.

Please don’t read it for now until I contact the app so see how I can get rid of it. Thanks.