Novel & Cerita Claire Redfield Hot

He fiddled with her boobs through her dress, pinching her nipples at intervals. "Ugh." Claire sighed and said to the guys with her head thrown back and her eyes closed in pleasure, "You guys are good." Claire was lost in her world, and so was Rae, who was almost undressed. Rae's dress had been pulled down to her waistline, revealing her red net bra, which was doing nothing to cover her nakedness. Her guy's face was buried on her chest, and one of his hands had shifted her panties aside and was trapped inside her.

They had sex on the bed, floor, and living room,then the guy started touching the lady's clitoris, she was enjoying it and moaning it lasted for minutes. Then Claire came to my office,her breasts were exposed, and I was thinking of how I was going to cup them because of what I just watched, but I had to control myself because she was not Isabelle. She placed the coffee on my table and the snack. I was so happy because I started eating hungrily, I was so famished. I started watching my movie p**n as the way the lady was moaning on the living room tiles. Then Claire left and I heard a knock, I quickly paused my phone and I command the person to open the door.

“I said you should finish him too!” Claire’s voice cracked as she shouted, her face twisted in rage and pain. Her hands clenched tightly as she glared at Matthew. Reuben, who had been frozen for a moment, blinked rapidly, trying to process her sudden appearance. His heart dropped into his stomach when he saw her standing there. He didn’t want her to see this bloody scene...three bodies already lay lifeless on the floor. “Kill him!” Claire shouted again, her voice sharp like a command. Her eyes burned red as she turned to Reuben.

And I fucking love it. Then a noise dragged my eyes to one of the suites—a woman moaning, loud and messy, as a male escort drove her into the mattress. She was a regular, always coming here to get wound up and broken open. And watching her… it made Claire slam into my thoughts again. Who would’ve believed Claire could be that wild in bed? Ian is a blind fool—not seeing the fire he had right under his nose. But that’s on him. His stupidity is my goddamn gain.

I stared at the phone until the screen went dark, then hurled it against the wall. It shattered, pieces of glass and plastic scattering across the floor like the leftover of everything i had destroyed. Claire was coming back to New York. She was coming back as Alexander Hayes's fiancée, armed with success and confidence and the backing of one of the most powerful men in the world. She was coming back to destroy me. And God help me, part of me couldn't wait to see her try. Because maybe, finally, I would get to see the fire in her eyes that should have been there all along.

Richard said, “am fine here sir,” Clara said, Clara was concentrating on watching the porn films, and Richard moves closer to her and he held her hand and place it on the lower part of his body, but she stylishly removed her hand, and Richard asked, “when last have you watched something like this?“ “Before I wrote my high school final exams” Clara retorted, but her body seems becoming wet, but she was controlling her feelings, “Where did you watch it?“ Richard asked,

In the hallway, I ran into Lisha, who was reapplying her lipstick. "So, which one are you targeting?" she asked. "I’m going for Mason Clark. He’s got that 'playboy' energy that’s easy to manipulate. Cole Ryder is a god, but he’s made of ice—I tried to get close and he almost took my head off with a look. And Noah? Too stiff. Mason is my mark." I didn't even respond. I just wanted to leave. I turned toward the emergency exit to get some air, and in my frustration, I gave the heavy security door a sharp kick.

“This isn’t a conversation to have in public.” “Oh, so now you’re scared someone will overhear me?” she hissed, her breath warm against my ear. “Claire Halle.” I said her name slowly, locking eyes with her, willing her to calm down. But she wouldn’t back down. Her anger was raw, untamed, and overwhelming. I knew I’d never win this fight—not against her. I’d known it from the moment we met. Claire wasn’t just any wolf—she was the Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, the only one who could temper the brutality that consumed me.

*********** Claire's pov I knew I needed to tell Adrian my findings about Lena, I wore a red lingerie underneath and a red net jacket which exposed my breasts and my cleavage. I went to the chambers and I saw him cuddling Lena, I scoffed as I entered the throne room and waited for him there. After a while he entered the throne room and was surprised to see me there, his eyes feasted on my body as he stood still. "What are you doing to me?" He asked as his voice was a little but hoarse.

Gray Danvers moaned softly as he pulled his hot tongue up her clitoris. “Um.” She squirmed at the torture coming from Leon Redfield's wicked tongue. Her toes and back arched. Gray Danvers knew she was close to her limit. Leon Redfield sucked her core long and hard and pushed two fingers up over her hot, wet body. “Ahh!” Gray Danvers squealed with joy. Her fingernails scratched his back.