Claire's POV"I don't think resting is a wise idea, I came here to collect one item and leave. The item is not here unfortunately so we need to leave" Albert told Ada who looked as though sleep was pushing her closer to edge.
She rocked her head, not because she wanted to but simply because sleep wanted her to put her head down. She gazed at Wesker in a manner which showed how much she wanted to sleep.
"We aren't super humans Albert, my eyes are ready to pop free from my skull anytime soon." She hissed, her face displaying utmost irritation.
I stared widely because oddly I didn't really feel tired.
"Ada?" but the woman fell silent, her body crumbling to the floor. Wesker and I gazed are each other, my eyes wide.
To hear that Ada was tired really meant that she was just that.
By the time we looked over to where my brother and his wife were she was sleeping with her back to Chris, my brother resting against a desk.
Jill was still upset and while it sounded selfish I really wish that chris would win my best friend's heart back. I could not picture my brother with her and if she really should take the kids it would shake his entire world.
My brother would just not be the same and he would fall apart the moment she leaves.
I walked by Albert, the man following me just as I expected. I stared at the files on the desk, a office once used by the men persuing us.
I placed my hair behind my ear as I stared wildly.
I sat on the desk while Wesker unraveled the office in search of evidence to a new location. A location they possibly held Ada's son.
I gazed at the pictures of Wesker that these people held, it was quite clear that these men had an obsession. A single obsession with only one man.
I gazed at Wesker who was under the desk, my eyes fixed on his gray underpants. The fact that he wore his outfits so tightly was all the reason to admire him.
"What are you looking for?" I asked as my husband did what he did best, hide his intentions. The desk shift beneath me, Weaker using a chain of profanites.
"I'm looking for a list of their locations, every organization has that" Wesker state as he pulled free from the desk, his hand on the top of his head.
"And you think they would leave that lying around?" I asked because sometimes I wondered if my husband still has the intelligence he had when I just met him.
Wesker gazed at me with a pained face, my eyes fixed on his. I curled my lips and blinded.
"You forget theses are humans" he told me as he stared wildly as he stood only to pull a chair to sit on.
"Now that you are unable find a toy to play with can you explain as to why you fail to trust me?" I asked and he crossed his legs before replying.
"Pink, never saw you as the type with your Tom boy persona Claire" He told me and my eyes were now orbs as I crossed my arms.
Out of all the things we could have a conversation about his topic had to be an explicit one?
I threw a keyboard to his stomach, Wesker preventing contact as he caught the device. He was serious once again.
"I trust you Claire, if I did not trust you, you would know" he told me as he dragged the chair closer to me.
"You don't Albert, everything you do I'm the last to know. I think you tell me what you want me to know" I told him and he gazed at me as though I was speaking gibberish.
"I hide things when I don't want you to get hurt, there is a vast difference" I was told, Wesker removing his shades to gaze at me with lidded eyes.
"You hide things around our home as well?" I asked as I placed my toes his chest. He gazed at me and I jerked when he held my ankle.
"I lock away the items that are weapons and poses a threat to my children" I was told, Wesker toying with my ankle for some strange reason.
"Don't you ever mention another woman again" he told me as he pulled me to the edge of the desk. A chilly shiver ran down my spine immediately.
He stood between my legs, his lips on mine roughly. I moaned into his mouth as one of my hands went to the back of his head as the other unbuttoned his shirt.
"The next time you worry about something you say it to me. There is nothing I would hide from you yet get another woman involved" he told me as he was seated once more, my dress being rolled upwards as his lips fell to my stomach.
"I love you far too much" he mumbled against soft skin, my eyes fighting to stay open.
I knew not one word that left my mouth when he removed one his hand from his glove and slip two fingers through the side of my underwear. I bit on my lower lip, my hand reaching for his other hand only to remove that glove as well.
My nipples stiffened when I placed his index finger to my mouth. I wrapped my tongue around that finger gently, Wesker glaring in approval.
Wesker gazed up at me as his fingers pumped in and out of me, my eyes turning in a wild manner, my orgasm building. He knew just where and how to touch me.
As the the tempo increased my legs were beginning to shake and Wesker gazed at me with a face void of emotions. That aspect of him scared me sometimes, knowing what he's thinking in a moment like this would be rather nice.
"I'm close" I told him and he remained expressionless.
"I'm aware, now come for me" he told me and moments later that's exactly what I did, Wesker's hand laced with evidence of my pleasure.
He placed two fingers to his mouth, another cold shiver making it's way down my spine. He kept his eyes fixed on me the whole time and that only deepen the feeling.
He stood, pushing the chair as far behind him as possible as he went on his knees before me, my legs being placed over his shoulders. Oh dear, again he knew exactly how to break me.
I gripped the edge of the table, one of Wesker's free hand giving my breast attention while his tongue circled me. I moved against his lips, Wesker placing his tongue inside me.
I cried out all sorts of things and he seem to like every sound I made because he groaned in response. I sucked on my lower lip, my legs shaking once again.
Another orgasm and I knew there was more to come.
He held me in place and I continued to tremble like a leaf, Wesker enjoying every single moment. I came once again, Wesker gazing up at me with moist lips.
He half smirked as he stood, my legs around his waist as I kissed him like the world was about to end. I needed this man inside me and now.
He returned the passion, my hand going for his zipper immediately only to have him spring free. I swiped my finger across his manhood which was laced with precum.
Let us just say my wish was granted and he entered me in a gentle manner. I yelled just the same, Wesker's lips finding my neck.
"Now that you took the time out to be my devil, shall I punish you?" He asked as his hand went around my throat.
Punishment it was indeed.
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