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.