After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

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Chapter 212 The Elasticity Is Really Good

The warmth, the softness, the closeness of her body-Frederick froze. His entire frame stiffened as blood surged violently through him, quickening his pulse and heating his skin. "Why should I stop just because you told me to?" Claire's voice was low, almost playful, but there was a sharp edge beneath the

sweetness.

Far from stopping, she intensified her actions, her kisses trailing downward with deliberate slowness.

All those risqué scenes she'd read about? She'd learned a thing or two. Torturing someone? Oh, that wasn't a skill exclusive to Frederick.

After all, he had tormented her endlessly before. Now that she had him where she wanted, why not make him squirm for once?

Lick. Bite. Nip. Kiss. Claire unleashed every trick she'd ever heard of, exploring, teasing, and tormenting him with purpose.

She moved lower, inch by inch, until she reached that place. Without hesitation, her hands went to the waistband of his trousers, pulling them down with the same audacity she'd displayed all night. 0000

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"Claire, if you go any further, I swear I'll..." Frederick's voice was low and ragged, betraying how tightly wound he'd become.

His body had stopped obeying him, every nerve alight, every ounce of control slipping away.

Hard. Tense.

Claire didn't respond.

curled into a devilish smile as she leaned in,

still threatening me?" she murmured against his skin, her tone laced with

"How very you."

him, confident and unapologetic. She gave an experimental squeeze, her thumb brushing lightly. "Does that hurt?" she asked, her voice dripping with

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breath hot against his ear. "Does

his self-control all but obliterated by her relentless teasing. He growled, low and dangerous, "Claire, you brought this on

motion, Frederick grabbed

dare." Her voice turned sharp, her smirk unfazed. "We're outside. In public. On a road." She tipped her head toward the nearby intersection. "Do you see that? Right over there-a traffic officer. Watching. Waiting." Frederick glanced in the direction she indicated, his sharp eyes catching

purr. "Try something. I dare you. But remember, darling, the minute you do, I'll scream. I'll call for help and tell everyone here you tried to assault me." She tilted her head

was the one coming on to you." She leaned closer, whispering in his ear, "But do you think anyone will believe you? Hmm?" Her smile widened as

woman always has the upper hand. Surely a man in your position

darted to the officer again, her lips quirking as

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train. Just remember this moment

now, I won't need to later?" Her voice was dripping with mockery. "Frederick, think about everything that's happened since I got out of prison. When have you ever let me off the hook? Do you

you lay a finger on me,

usual. She didn't just reject his warning-she mocked it. As if to hammer the point home, she reached out

General, you should just sit back and take it tonight.