Chapter 270

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 270 No–sex Clause Claire gasped at the intensity of his kiss, the way his lips claimed hers with undeniable passion. Her eyes grew wide with shock and she was caught in a whirlwind of emotions, unable to decide whether to push him away or surrender to the moment. Her mind felt numb, overwhelmed by the electrifying sensations this incredibly hot, movie–star husband was igniting in her.

Unconsciously, her lips parted, molding to his and moving in perfect sync, mirroring his fervor.

Adam had kissed her a few times before–brief, calculated displays during public appearances, at galas, and award shows, all part of their act as a happy couple. But this? This was entirely different. In the privacy of a closed room, with no audience and no pretense, the intimacy between them was raw and unrestrained. It was wild, irrational, and completely against the terms of their contract, but in that heated moment, neither of them cared.

Claire’s hands clutched Adam’s shirt, pulling him closer as if longing to feel every inch of him. Adam released her hand, his own trailing along her curves before gripping her hips and effortlessly lifting her off the ground. Instinctively, Claire wrapped her legs around his waist, the thigh–high slit of her expensive designer red gown making it easy. Her recently freed hand slid up to his nape, her fingers tangling in his hair as she surrendered to the intoxicating passion.

Adam’s tongue slipped into her mouth, entangling with hers in a seductive dance of dominance and submission. Claire was so lost in the heat of the moment, her mind overwhelmed by the electrifying sensations, that she didn’t realize Adam had carried her to the bedroom. Only when he gently laid her on his bed did reality begin to pierce through her haze of desire, and she suddenly understood what he wanted.

Adam pulled away, and Claire shivered under the intensity of the raw desire and lust blazing in his eyes. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, a clear sign of his losing battle against self–control. In one swift motion, he shrugged off his tuxedo jacket, letting it fall carelessly to the floor. Without bothering to unbutton his shirt, he gripped it and yanked it off, the buttons scattering as he removed it with lightning speed.

Hovering over her, Adam caught the flicker of uncertainty in Claire’s eyes.

“Adam...” she whispered, her voice shaky, her gaze filled with conflict. “That’s... not in our contract.”

“Fuck the contract,” he growled, lowering his lips to her jaw. His tongue trailed along her skin, leaving a burning path of sensation that made her panties damp with need. Claire’s breath hitched, her body betraying her as an aching desire consumed her. She felt so breathless, so desperate, she thought she might combust if he didn’t touch her soon.

Adam abruptly stopped, lifting his head just enough to meet her gaze. His blue eyes bore into hers, his voice husky as he asked, “Do you want this?”

Claire bit her lip, taking a moment to process the whirlwind of emotions swirling in her mind. Sex with Adam Whitmore? The idea was both thrilling and terrifying. Their contract had a strict no–sex clause, and their marriage was a façade, set to end in a year.

But still, they were married and Adam was her husband. And wasn’t this what she’d always dreamed of?

She had always imagined her first time would be with her husband. Claire had saved herself for her wedding, holding onto that hope despite the disappointments life had thrown her way. But Daniel had shattered her heart and betrayed her trust–he wasn’t worthy of her and she wasn’t going to wait any longer.

The idea of giving her virtue to the superstar Adam Whitmore, her all–time crush and the man who was, at Chapter 270 No–sex Clause least on paper, her husband, felt both thrilling and strangely fitting. It was risky, but it felt safe in its own way. It was a fair deal.

Yes, it was!

Adam’s voice cut through her thoughts, his tone turning indifferent as he moved away slightly. “If you want, I can stop right now,”

he said, his eyes scanning her face for an answer. He saw the hesitation lingering there and braced himself for rejection. She was clearly wrestling with her doubts.

“No! Please, don’t stop,” Claire responded quickly, snapping back to reality.

“Hell, baby!” Adam exhaled sharply, a smile spreading across his face as he leaned in to kiss her lips. “You just gave me my life back. If you had refused, I don’t know what I would’ve done.”

“Then I should’ve said no just to see what you’d do,” Claire teased, her lips curving into a small, playful smile.

Adam chuckled, his deep laugh vibrating through his chest.

“Doll face, you’re going to see the consequences of teasing me,” he warned, his voice laced with sweet menace. Without a moment’s hesitation, he grabbed the deep neckline of her expensive gown and, with one swift motion, tore it apart, leaving her bare before his hungry gaze.

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 271 Her First Time Claire gasped, her eyes widening in shock. “That dress was worth a fortune, Adam! And you just tore it?!”

“I’ll buy you hundreds of them if you want, baby,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire, as his eyes drank in her exposed body and lingered on her round, full breasts. “Fuck, baby girl, you’re so fucking sexy.”

Her checks flushed deeply and her nipples hardened under his intense gaze, and before she could process what was happening, he lowered his head and captured her sensitive peak in his mouth. The sudden sensation left Claire breathless, feeling as if her entire body had ignited.

“Oh, God!” she gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair and pulling him closer, overwhelmed by the intensity.

“No, baby,” Adam growled against her skin, his voice rough with need. “Scream my name.” Without hesitation, he grabbed the thin fabric of her panties and ripped them away, the sound echoing in the room.

Claire trembled under the sheer force of his passion, her body responding instinctively to his touch. Before she could catch her breath, his hand slid between her thighs, and he pushed a finger deep inside her, A loud, startled cry escaped her lips.

“Ah!” she moaned, clutching his shoulders for balance as her body arched toward him.

“Shit, baby, you’re so tight and dripping for me,” Adam muttered through clenched teeth, feeling the way her pussy gripped his finger. His teeth grazed her sensitive nipple, sending shivers down Claire’s spine, while his large hand firmly kneaded her other breast. Then, as if savoring every inch of her, he switched his mouth to her other peak, teasing and lavishing it with attention.

Claire felt like her body was on fire, every nerve igniting under his touch. She never felt like this before. No man had ever touched her. The sensations Adam was stirring in her were too much to bear, and before she could even adjust her mind, waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her climax hit hard, leaving her crying out and trembling uncontrollably in his arms.

Adam froze for a moment, watching her. Her body quivered wildly, her cries of pleasure filling the room. He was mesmerized, unable to tear his eyes away as she unraveled completely in his embrace. The sight of her losing herself so fully to him was intoxicating.

Adam’s finger remained buried inside her, teasing her sensitive walls as her wetness dripped around it. His other hand pinched her swollen nipple, twisting gently to send another jolt of sensation through her. Claire gasped, her body still trembling, as the waves of her orgasm slowly began to subside.

She finally opened her eyes, meeting Adam’s intense gaze. The hunger on his face was undeniable, a feral need that made her heart race. He looked like a man on the verge of devouring his last meal.

“I need to be inside you, baby girl,” he said, his voice husky and raw. Pulling away, he quickly unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down along with his boxers in one fluid motion. His thick, hard length sprang free, slapping against his stomach with a commanding presence.

Claire’s breath hitched as her eyes widened. She couldn’t help but lick her lips, mesmerized by the sight of his cock–the very thing that was about to claim her and take her virginity. Nervous anticipation filled her chest, and she bit her lip, her heart pounding in both excitement and trepidation.

Adam noticed the flicker of fear in Claire’s eves and his heart cank. Njcannointment and terror grinned