Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 278 His Sweet Kisses

Adam’s hands roamed greedily over her sides, tracing every curve as if memorizing her body. Claire’s back arched off the mattress, a silent plea for more. Her fingers slid into his hair, pulling him closer, her lips pressing against his with a fervent hunger as their kisses deepened, turning more desperate and insatiable.

His hand slipped under her pajama shirt, fingers finding her softness as he cupped her breast, kneading gently but with undeniable need. At the same time, his other hand gripped her bottom firmly, pulling her against him as he ground into her, the friction intensifying the heat between them.

“I want you, Adam,” Claire breathed, her voice trembling with desire, as he pulled back briefly, only to press wet, lingering kisses along her cheeks, her chin, and down her neck, leaving a trail of heat in his wake.

Hearing her whispered demand made him pause for just a moment, his dark eyes meeting hers. How could he deny her when he’d been dying to hear her say those words? A smirk played on his lips as he leaned back in, determined to give her everything she wanted–and more.

pajama shirt over her head. In one fluid movement, Adam discarded his

shorts and panties, his movements swift and controlled As Claire pulled her pajama shirt over her head,

passionate, frenzied kiss. Their hands roamed freely, exploring and claiming every inch of one another as if this moment might be their last. Their ragged

intensity. Adam didn’t wait–his hips surged forward, and he thrust into her in one smooth motion. Claire gasped, her body arching to meet him as he slid into her slick heat

increased his pace, thrusting deeply into her with relentless

and I’ll fuck you harder,” he groaned, his lips capturing her nipple, sucking harshly while his teeth flicked over it, eager to elicit another cry of his name

Claire cried out, overwhelmed by his relentless, unyielding movements. He was wild, driven by a need to lose himself in her, and he didn’t stop,

every inch of me,” he ordered, gripping her legs and throwing them over his shoulders, angling her hips to penetrate

trembled as she whimpered beneath

finding her sensitive clitoris, pinching it harder. Claire’s body reacted instantly, unraveling as she came, her muscles tightening around him,

of her shoulder and neck marking her with

278 His Sweet