Semua Bab HIS MINNIE MOUSE : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Claire's POV. My moans and his heavy breaths are the only audible sounds in the room. I feel like I am in another world where only pleasure and heat exists. My entire body pulses from the sparks of sweetness that his thrusts are sending all over me. I clutch the sheets like it's my lifeline as Scott's thrusts start hitting me deep and hard. His rigid flesh pushes through me, stretching me every time he goes. His cock isn't the type you'll get used to, even if you fuck him a lot of times. The sounds of skin slapping skin reverberates through the room, and my chest rises and falls from every ram. The bed creaks from our act but Scott doesn't relent. His finger on my nipple tightens so hard, I feel I'm going numb but at the same time it feels so fucking good. “You're so tight, shit,” he groans, still furiously hitting my core. My core continues to clench tightly around him, my clit still throbbing. Scott lowers his body, dropping his lips onto my free boobs while his hand continue

Claire's POV. When we arrive at the office, the eyes of every worker is fixed on the door. It’ll have been easier for them to ignore if not for what Scott's doing. He’s resting a hand on my waist, guiding me through the building. My cheeks burn as I walk, trying to avert the gaze of the workers around. Despite being a confident lady, I walk beside Scott with my head facing the ground. I can't let the other workers see how my red my cheeks are turning. “Good morning sir.”“Good morning sir, you have a meeting due at eleven a.m.”“Good day sir, we are yet to finish the PowerPoint for the investors.”One by one, the workers start approaching him. I feel a strong urge to disappear but with Scott's hand refusing to leave my waist,I have no choice but to stand with him. He attends to the workers, and I can barely hear what they say, that's because my ears were focused on the echo of Scott's voice. His voice is smooth and deep, the kind of tone that sends tingles under your skin. I di

Scott’s POV.The words come as a surprise to me. My grandmother is the last person I expect to visit the company. If she did that, it means she wants to talk about something important, or there's a critical family situation that requires my attention.But I can't recall any of the two happening in the last few days.“Alright. You can leave,” I order my assistant who's standing outside the door.She gives me a curt nod, and disappears down the passageway. I slam the door shut on her disappearance, striding towards Claire who's still perching on my desk.The sight of that makes heat pulse through me. I want to finish what I've started with her. But not now. I need to make sure my grandmother's fine.And with that, I round my desk, facing her. Claire's face meet mine, desire evident through her features. She averts my gaze, biting hard on my lips. I drop my hands onto either side of her thighs, gently lifting her off the table. She yelps from my touch but clings to the nape of my neck

Scott's POV. Those words make my cock strain under my pants. My body pulses with heat as I lock lips with her again. Her soft lips press against mine in the hottest way ever, she tastes like mint and honey, I can't get enough. I swipe my tongue over her lower lip, demanding entrance. She parts her lips, and I attack her tongue the moment I get in. My hands on her ass squeeze tightly, and just then I hear her soft voice.“Mhmm, Scott,” she breathes, caressing my shoulders and neck at the same time. I continue squeezing her ass, parting and bringing them together as my tongue explores the walls of her sweet mouth. The more our tongue slam against each other, the more blood flow rushes down my thighs. The feel of it shreds whatever is left of my patience. My fingers locate the zipper of her skirt behind her, the sounds of me undressing her echoing through the room. Her fingers curl around the nape of my neck as she tilts her ass upwards, helping me slip the skirt out of her body. W

Claire's POV.I stiffen under his touch, my eyes looking everywhere but his face. “No–I don't want another round. I just…” the words die in my throat as I realize how much I actually want his dick.But that'll make me look like a needy woman. I don't want him to have that idea.So I inhale deeply, shoving down my desires to have him ramming me once again. Scott returns my ass to his bulge, his hand gently stroking my back.“There there, mouse. You don't have to be shy. You're mine now,” He rasps, his voice tearing at every will of mine to resist.But am I his though? I mean, this is just a fake relationship, it's not like he's outrightly told me he has interest. We're just two adults, exploring each other's bodies.The thought of that makes my chest tighten. I don't think I want to be just that. “I don't think I'm yours,” the words come out of my lips before I can stop them. Scott raises a brow, half–amused, half–confused, “I don't think that was up for debate. You're mine. And