Chapter 254

The hem of her nightgown slipped up. Right in front of him was her round, curved hips wrapped in black lace. Julian Archer stared for a few seconds, then calmly peeled down the lace, squeezed out some ointment, and bent over to gently rub it in. His fingers moved slowly, softly... At first, it seemed pretty wholesome and caring. But soon, the vibe completely shifted. Claire Richards buried her face in the pillow, cheeks flushed red, and her breathing quickened. "Mmnn—" A soft whimper, like a kitten, muffled through the pillow. Julian’s hand accidentally moved with more pressure at that sound. Claire let out another little gasp. "..." "..." Silence dropped like a bomb. After a moment, Julian sighed, grabbed a tissue, wiped his hands, and leaned in close to her ear. "Claire, you’re not helping here. The ointment’s totally wasted now." Claire snapped, clearly flustered. "You are so annoying!" Julian kissed her ear, chuckling, "Guess I’ll just have to reapply it later." "...!!!" Reapply?!