Chapter 21~ A dream

"Claire," Oliver's husky voice echoed in the room. "If you're not going to do anything with that, I suggest you let go."

He bit back a groan when Claire's hand rubbed on top of his bulge. It had been one torturous night. After leaving the club, Oliver took Claire to his penthouse in the city.

She was so drunk that she immediately slept off when he placed her on the bed. Unable to resist the temptation, he slipped in next to her and held her in his arms.

However, Claire didn't keep her hands and legs to herself. She kept sliding her leg up and down Oliver's thighs. Her hand caressed his chest every now and then, igniting the desire that Oliver had been keeping under control for six years.

He tried his best to stay still and endured the torture of having her soft hands all over his body. It was in the wee hours of the morning when she suddenly grabbed his manhood which was as hard as a rock. In her sleep, she kept playing with it, making it harder and more unbearable for Oliver t