All Chapters of Regretting Divorce : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

141She watched with bated breaths as he combed his fingers through his hair. His bunched shoulders didn't make her feel good. They watered her eyes. Made her chest feel heavy.He hadn't come here to take those insults and then leave her alone, had he?Claire clenched her jaw to keep her whimpers in. She observed when he flexed his shoulders before stepping away. He didn't utter a word as he started treading towards the wide open door.With her fingers biting uneasily on the back of the couch, she twisted herself to look at him. Hunter stood there. He just stood there, looking out. Then his hands unzipped the jacket he was wearing. He reached in the inside pocket and pulled something out.Claire's eyes furrowed in disappointment and rising tension."Is that a packet of cigarettes?" She asked herself.Her doubt was confirmed when he lit it and put it to his mouth. Taking a heavy drag on his cigarette, he exhaled a cloud of smoke. Claire felt about to burst from rage. She got up on her c

143Claire's skin burned with goosebumps. Butterflies went crazy in her stomach. She grinned in the dark while an obvious pink tint colored her cheeks."What?!" She exclaimed."I... I mean..." It broke his trance of craving, causing him to look everywhere else around her face but her face. "I mean to say you are wet. Maybe I can help you wipe your legs. I didn't mean—""Is Hunter I'm-the-fearless MacIntyre flushed?" Claire prodded a finger in the hard plain of his chest."What, no! Why would you get that idea? I am not..." He heaved deeply, and it showed that he was nervous. "Flushed.""Yes, you are." Claire persisted.She closed the gap between them, and stood on the tip of her toes. Her free hand clutched his neck so she could bring his head a little downward as she whispered."You want me... But you're scared to admit it aloud."Hunter's heart raced at an inhumane rate. He took some deep breaths to control his physical reaction and closed his eyes."I do. There's no denying that.

145"What?" Claire raised a demanding eyebrow while feigning oblivion. "Why are you gazing at me like that?" It was Hunter's turn to raise an eyebrow, except that it was more to tease her. "Gazing at you like what?" Her cheeks flamed a surprisingly lovely shade of red as she softly answered, "You're gazing at me like the bird that gazes at the moon all night in memories of its partner.”"Oh, that's how I am gazing at you? I thought it's more like a predatory gaze after..." He took a deliberate pause to elevate her excitement and pleasurable fear. "After what we did on the stairs."Claire's stomach recoiled in sweet pleasure. Her core thrummed, compelling her to clench her thighs together to keep them from shuddering. After their hot, unforeseen makeout on the staircase, she got changed into an atrociously short nightgown. It ended just above her hips and on the front, just enough to hide them from his eyes. Not that it was useful because it was thin— like tissue-thin, and one which

147 She saw the ground moving as he moved ahead. She saw the stairs going under him as he took her upstairs. She bounced on the mattress after he tossed her on the bed. Panic-stricken to the depths of her soul, she observed him pull his t-shirt off his frame. Claire's heart hammered in her chest. A feeling of regret weighed down on her as his reddened bruises and wounds came to her view. There was no doubt that they were infected. But what made her wince was their appearance. It was as though the cuts were tired of crying. The edges were swollen and the center looked like a dried out strip of blood. "You have overcompensated me for my services, madam." The look on his face made her vagina scream in delight. It throbbed the more she pulled her knees together to hide her lower region from him. Claire squeaked when he crawled on his knees towards her. Her blood warmed and quivers raced through her system as Hunter clasped both her wrists in one hand and began to tie them with his t-s

149Claire's POVHeat ignited within me as Hunter fúcked my boobs harder. I was panting, moaning, begging for more. I begged more greedily when he grasped my breasts in one hand and used the other on my pussy. He finger fúcked me down there, sparking a current that electrified my entire being.I was close to another orgasm. The knot was expanding, the tremors in my limbs becoming intense. I couldn't help when my hands assisted him with my titties. I held them for him as he thrusted between them.His groans started a slow burning ache in my veins. I moaned in response and his eyes came to me. My loud response rendered him motionless. His ink black gaze mirrored his devilish intentions. Suddenly I felt mortified, realizing that this was the first time he was being so nasty, and surprisingly I was enjoying it too.I saw the same question he had articulated now reflecting in his eyes. He was asking me to give a number. This time I didn't hesitate."Hundred." I whisper-breathed."What?" His