Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 277 A Morning Like This

Adam’s lips were gentle yet desperate as they moved slowly against Claire’s, coaxing an involuntary moan from her. The sound seemed to ignite something deeper in him, and when she parted her lips to catch her breath, his tongue slid inside, claiming her mouth with a hunger that left her dizzy.

His hands moved to her thigh, gripping it firmly as he pulled it over his hips, settling himself between her legs. Her breath hitched when she felt his hard and huge–sized morning wood pressing against her stomach.

Claire’s head spun and her senses were overwhelmed by the intoxicating sensations her husband was igniting in her.

In one swift movement, Adam rolled Claire onto her back, his fingers lacing with hers as he pinned her hands above her head. His movements were deliberate his body pressing against hers as his hips rocked, the friction between them sending heat coursing through her. Claire’s eyes widened in realization, a mix of shock and confusion flickering across her face.

She tried to pull away, breaking their heated kiss, but Adam wouldn’t let her go so easily. When she struggled more insistently, he frowned and reluctantly pulled back, though he still hovered over her, his breath mingling with hers.

with confusion. His

and fell as she still tried to catch her breath. “We… we can’t do

he asked, his brow furrowing in

whisper. “We can’t do this. It breaches the rules.”

chin, tilting her face up so she had no choice but to meet his intense gaze.

Adam whispered, his tone firm, his eyes locked on

you’re worried about the penalties, I’ll bear

wife.”

Adam. Do you even remember

to make even more. She knew him well–Adam Whitmore was arrogant, an asshole who always bent situations to his will. But this wasn’t

it was he who insisted on adding those clauses clauses she agreed to only after they had been negotiated carefully. And now, here he

Do you want me to sign over my entire fortune in your