Contract Marriage With My Ex's Hot Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

***~CLAIRE~***I wasn't surprised when Christian pulled away from me. In fact, I expected it. The woman walking towards us was another redhead. She looked absolutely stunning in a white fish-shaped gown which clung tightly in all the right places. Her eyes were bright blue, a rarity for someone with red hair. Unless her hair was dyed. Totally ignoring me, she threw her arms around Christian and hugged him tight, moaning in excitement. I let out a silent gasp when she held his face and kissed him square on the lips. My gaze shot to Christian. I could tell he didn't like it when a look of annoyance came over his face. But he didn't push her away. "It's so good to see you." The woman purred. "Where have you been? Hiding from me?"Christian pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his mouth. My eyes widened in surprise. I wasn't expecting him to do that. "It's good to see you too, Merida. It's been a while."The woman, Merida, let out a soft laugh. "Why are you acting s

*** ~CLAIRE~ *** How did my bracelet get there? I had it on when I spoke with Ophelia. I wasn't sure if I had it when I found the little girl in the garden. Did it fall off? Christian leaned towards me. "Did you donate that?" "No." I shook my head. "I'm surprised and confused at how it got there. I don't know how." Tyler leaned in from the other side. "What's wrong?" "That's my bracelet. It was a special gift from my dad. I have no idea how it got there." The auctioneer was still holding the bracelet up, talking about God knows what. Then Jason spoke from the crowd. "What a cheap item. Is this what we're here for? I bet I can pawn that bracelet for two dollars." The guests laughed mockingly, and a few of them openly degraded it, calling it garbage and a rusted piece of junk. The auctioneer joined in the laughter, waving the bracelet in his hand. "Come on, gentlemen, nothing is too little here. We'll be starting the bidding at twenty dollars." More laughter came, and

***~CLAIRE~***I barely registered the fact that my towel slipped off. All I could think of at that moment was Christian's hands on my body. He kissed me wildly, like he had been holding back. He sucked on my lips, pulling the lower one into his mouth and nipping on it. I moaned straight into his mouth, my hands clutching at him, his hair, his shoulders, everywhere. I wanted more. I wanted him. He lifted me suddenly without breaking the kiss. My thighs wrapped around him tightly, my ankles locking. My hands burrowed into his hair, tangling in the wet, messy curls. We kissed for several minutes, until I turned breathless. Still I didn't want him to stop. One of his hands held my back firmly, while his other hand lowered to my ass and squeezed. There was just something about the way he touched me there that drove me insane. I loved the feel of his hand, the grip of his fingers, the way it made me feel. It was the most erotic thing ever. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips dow

*** ~CHRISTIAN~ *** I still found it hard to believe how much I wanted Claire, how much I craved her. She was perfect, sweet, eager, giving back as much as she took. And right now, her cheeks bloomed bright red with a blush when I told her I wanted to taste her. As much as she was innocent, she was also naive. She was overwhelmed with the different sensation she was feeling. She was skeptical, and at the same time, eager. She nodded shyly before whispering, "I will." I kissed her then, before she could change her mind. As much as I wanted her to enjoy this, I wanted it too. Claire was tender and delicate, two features which appealed to me greatly. Moving slowly, I lowered to my knees beside the island and pulled her closer to the edge. My fingers wrapped firmly around her thighs as I lowered my head. Her scent hit me. Fuck! She smelled wonderful. I burrowed my nose at her entrance, inhaling her scent like a starved man. I didn't want to rush her, so I had to be gentle.

***~CLAIRE~***The moment Katherine and I stepped out of the limo, the reporters swarmed us. Cameras flashed brightly, numerous questions were asked, and mics were shoved into my face. "No comments." Katherine yelled as she pulled me along, while the bodyguards pushed the surging crowd back. We made it into the company and headed straight to the elevator that would take us to the top floor, where the interview was scheduled to be held. I was trying not to fidget as the numbers in the elevator ascended. This would be my first time in front of a ton of cameras. I didn't want to close up when the time for questions came. The doors slid open and we stepped out. The main office was opened, and a few strange faces smiled, beckoning to Katherine and I. I turned and took her hand. "Will you come in there with me? I'm so nervous. I don't want to make a fool of myself.""Claire, you've got this." Katherine smiled reassuringly. "You have nothing to be nervous about. You're confident. You