After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

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Chapter 128 Unruly

Claire's words trailed off as she let out a soft moan. Frederick, intrigued, looked at her intently.

At that moment, Claire was a mess-her hair was disheveled, and a large patch beneath her was soaked. Sweat glistened on her forehead, causing strands of hair to cling to her face.

Meanwhile, Frederick sat upright and composed, his clothes perfectly in place. Despite the intense actions of his hands that would make anyone uncomfortable, he maintained an air of calm control, embodying the very definition of a gentleman. The stark contrast between them only deepened Claire's embarrassment, making her feel as if she were utterly unrestrained and reckless.

Noticing that Claire hadn't responded for a while, Frederick added another finger.

"Ah! Mmm!"

Claire found herself overwhelmed; three fingers felt like too much, as if she might burst.

After all, she had only been with Frederick once before.

Yet, as the initial discomfort faded, she began to feel waves of pleasure rising with each of his movements.

With each surge of sensation, Claire gradually lost herself in the

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"Ah, it feels so overwhelming! Frederick, please, I'm begging you. Don't keep doing this!"

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soft whimpers, her

urgency,

is it?" Frederick asked, a satisfied smirk forming

I feel like I can't hold back any longer. I just want to scream, to call out.

resolve still fighting against the rising tide

an unprecedented sense of accomplishment swell within him at

we can't. We're in a

head quickly, recalling the last time a nurse had come in,

we are? It's late; no one will come

an unexpected urge to hear Claire scream with

"What? Richard?"

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She pressed her lips tightly together, glancing nervously toward the door, terrified of making any sound that might alert him. However, Frederick continued his movements,

beads of sweat dripped steadily from

Claire's cheeks and the veins in her neck pulsing,

turned up the

room, Claire felt a bit more at ease. As the pressure built inside her became unbearable, she finally released her

breathed deeply, a sound escaped

the wet, empty sensation beneath her, each moment bringing a wave of satisfaction that built upon

a certain point, she reached her

rain after a long drought in the desert or as if she had escaped the pull of gravity and was floating on a cloud. Chapter