Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 284 Loving Him Is A Risk

Adam pushed her skirt higher on her hips, his gaze locking onto her bare wetness-pink and smooth. He was stunned, unable to tear his eyes away. His breathing became labored, his throat dry as he found himself literally drooling over his wife's pink, smooth pussy. He had never seen a more erotic sight in his life. He was completely blown away. With desperate urgency, he threw one of her legs over his shoulder, and Claire felt his warm lips instantly against her wet pussy. He kissed her, and a shiver ran through her body as her arousal intensified, her wetness spreading further beneath his touch.

He ran the tip of his tongue slowly over her slick folds, his gaze never leaving hers. The sight of him on his knees, focused entirely on her was so erotic it made her utterly wet and aching for him. When his lips finally captured her sensitive clit, she gasped, a surge of pleasure rushing through her body.

Her knees weakened, and she gripped his shoulder to steady herself, the intensity of the moment making her close her eyes as she was lost in ecstasy.

"Don't look away, wife" he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "I want you to watch me to see everything, as you cum in my mouth."

His eyes were dark with need, lips glistening with his wife's honey as he continued to explore her. He -inhaled deeply as if savoring the scent of her arousal before continuing his slow, deliberate movements, teasing her with his tongue and lips.

She could hardly keep still as he skillfully brought her closer to the edge, the sensation so overwhelming that her head tossed from side to side, lost in the pleasure he was giving her.

"His voice was deep and commanding, laced with authority. "Look into my eyes, Claire, when I eat your

pussy" he murmured, the words dripping with desire, sending a shiver coursing through her. The way he said her name-so firm and demanding-intensified the moment, pulling her dangerously close to the edge.

Her breath came in shallow gasps, her stomach tightening as the heat between them built. He moved with deliberate precision, his lips trailing over her, while his fingers slowly began to plunge into her tight cunt. The sensation was overwhelming-at first, there was discomfort as his fingers stretched her, but it quickly gave way to an undeniable wave of pleasure. She could feel every inch of him as he added another finger, the fullness almost too much to bear, yet it made more wetness drip down her thighs. His hungry eyes never left hers as he moved his thick digits in her with a slow, rhythmic pace, watching her carefully, making sure she stayed locked in his gaze.

"I'm going to add one more finger, baby girl. Keep looking at me, okay?" he growled, his voice rough with intent. Claire's brow furrowed in confusion. There was no way he could add another finger-she already felt stretched to her limit, completely full.

"How's it... Ah..." she managed to gasp before he slid another finger inside her pussy, cutting her off completely.

it with a wave of mounting pleasure. Her breath hitched, as she felt her head spinning from the intense mix of pleasure and pain while she struggled to adjust to

to adjust he lowered his head again his mouth finding

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mouth stayed pressed to her, relentless in drawing out every drop of her cum. His fingers and

relax beneath him, he withdrew his fingers slowly, savoring the moment. Reaching for his handkerchief, he carefully cleaned his face, then wiped the slickness from her trembling thighs with gentle precision. Claire couldn't stay on her feet; her knees still buckled, and she fell against Adam's chest. He caught her easily, steadying her in his strong arms. Tilting her face upward, he claimed her lips in a kiss, letting her taste the remnants of her own cum. He held her in his protective embrace, his touch firm yet gentle, until she regained her strength and could

appropriate before grabbing her wrist and pulling her out of the fitting room. Claire, still dazed from the mind-blowing pleasure he had just given her, let

handle the transaction quickly. He wasted no time lingering, striding toward the exit with

for disobedience. The command was directed at everyone as he opened the backseat door of

he followed her into the vehicle. He closed the door firmly behind them and pressed a button to raise the partition, sealing them off from the driver's seat. Before she could fully process what was happening, he pulled her onto his lap,

if it might burst. His body

she freed him, her

pushing her skirt higher as he held her steady. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, inch by inch, until he

deeply emotional, stirring something profound in both of them. It wasn't just physical-it was a bond that seemed to fill an unspoken

his lap. Her body slid up and down his length with an intoxicating rhythm, their breaths mingling, their gasps filling the confined space. Each movement brought them closer, the tension building, their

groaned, his voice thick with passion, but the

she stopped moving altogether. "What?" she bit out, her irritation clear. "What

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fade into a sharp wave of anger. Why was he bringing up her ex? Didn't he realize that he was her first? She had never been intimate with Daniel, and yet, in this moment, Adam chose to ask about him? Her frustration flared, and she grabbed his shoulder, trying to pull herself off his lap. But

first," he whispered, his voice low and intense,