Claire Redfield Hot Novels & Stories

Arielle is married and she won't be leaving her husband for you. This little thing you have going on with her won't last and the most crucial part is the anger of Leonard Grey, even your family won't be able to save you from this one’’ Claire yelled. If she was a cheat he was no better. They were both fooling around with people they shouldn't and word of it would destroy both of them. ‘’I was your first, yet I was not the last. Clair, you are in this movie because of the wonderful night of 12, I was there and I saw everything. If you want I don't mind sharing some of the pictures with the public.

Claire was quite adventurous when it comes to sex and she seemed determined to make up for the sex she had lost out on since her divorce with DDante ‘Well, let's check our that sexy video.’ I said softly as I opened my phone, it will be a nice company, since I really don't know when it'll to my turn I added and brought out my Bluetooth earpiece not knowing what to expect, I’d be embarrassed if it’s the sound of sex. I opened the video and saw it was not a sex video and Claire wasn't even in the video. "Fuck, that's Katia fighting" I said already running out of the mall. My mind racing.

Dela Fuerte, Claire’s father. His eyes were cold and heavy, drilling into me like he could see right through my soul. I refused to meet them, choosing instead to fix my gaze on the items laid out on the table. Photos. Dozens of them, all thrown across the massive oak desk. Taken from different angles, different places—whoever did this had us followed. There was one from Andrei’s bar months ago. Claire was sitting on my lap, kissing me, my hands all over her body. And then there was the one that made my blood boil—a photo taken from my private island. Claire, straddling me on a lounger, kissing me passionately. Her bare skin in full view, my hands on her ass.

"Oh, thank you, I mean, zank you." Eventually, Claire said goodbye to Mr. Big, having promised him she would meet up with him next week and bring along a leather minidress, a foot-long dildo and some chocolate spread. She got home and sat down to call Con with the great news, wincing slightly at her sore butt. "Con! I did it! The password is 'gullible'!" "Really, that's brilliant," Con answered on the phone, laughing out loud. Claire was delighted that he was so happy at her work.

if Mr Sharma was to. Claire's eyes widened as she came to a sudden realisation and she had to suppress a moan of anticipation. The busty redhead hurriedly leant over to Fred. "Did you bring the Pussylicious?" she whispered urgently. Fred frowned at Claire and shook his head. "No, you told me not to," he whispered back to her and Claire felt her heart sink. "What's got into you anyway Claire? Are you trying to ruin this sale for me?" "No Fred," she replied, realising that she was indeed acting rather strangely. "I'm sorry. I'll behave."

She said, "But Ma, I'm pregnant." "It doesn't matter. Sex is sex! Don't waste the boob job, and use it tomorrow!" Mara gave Claire a thumbs up before leaving the room. When Claire was alone, she thought about Clinton. She gasped and said, "God, he is really handsome." She still thought he looked familiar, but she couldn't put a finger to it. Nonetheless, the thought of having sex with him excited her. When she was with Brian, she at least had a regular dose of orgasm, but thanks to Adrian and Riley ruining it for her, she had been starved.

If I decide to go into work, instead of being distracted, I’ll be depressed. I didn’t tell all of this to Jason though. Claire reappeared from wherever she disappeared in the first place. She said it was already too late and she needed to get going. Before she left, she pulled me aside, her eyes widened in delight. “Did you know there are like five half naked hot guys in your backyard?” She tipped her head in the direction of the yard. “Clair—“ I chastised but she cut me off. “No. Don’t Claire me.” She breathes out dramatically. “I think I'll have to start visiting you more often. How long are they staying, pray tell?”

“I woke up alone. I’ll heal the same way.” --- Inside, the waltz ended. Claire walked back in just as the crowd parted. Elodie was glowing, cheeks flushed. Jasper handed her a glass of champagne. He turned—and saw Claire. Their eyes locked. His mouth opened slightly. Surprise. Confusion. Claire didn’t stop. She walked straight to the far end of the room, handed the envelope to a courier, and said clearly, “Deliver this to Alpha Redfern before sunrise. Directly.” The courier nodded, clearly stunned.

“Clayton, “ her voice crooked. “ I don't know what is happening to me. I feel so hot all over.” Her voice was enough for me to gather all the strength I needed to move to her. I rushed to my mate’s side and towed her into my lap. My hands burned when I touched her bare skin. She was hot again. This time her body was overheating and I needed to act fast. Claire has been in enough pain already and this pain was nothing like the normal fire. No… not at all. This kind begins from the inside and spreads like wildfire to the outside causing the skin to turn red.

Mmm, there must be something fishy with them. I turned my head back to examine Becca, and I just saw something on her neck. Now, that's a hickey for sure. Well, I have seen something like those from Morgan and Cassidy. Damn, I told you that something is going on with them. I looked back again at Shane, and she waved at me. Then my gaze traveled to the redhead, and she's just singing so cool. Like, damnit, she's both so cool and so hot. "Thank you all for listening and watching, and also, for your requests. Once again, this is Claire Lawrence."