The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Olivia

“I’m gonna come,” I warned, my voice breaking.

“Not yet,” he ordered, yanking my hair harder. “Wait for me.”

I bit my lip, trying desperately to hold back the orgasm that threatened to overwhelm me. Alexander’s thrusts became harder, faster, his cock somehow growing even thicker inside me.

“Olivia?”

I blinked, suddenly disoriented. Alexander’s face was inches from mine, his brow furrowed in concern.

“Olivia? Are you okay?”

I was still on his lap, fully clothed. His hands were on my hips, not my ass. We weren’t having sex. We hadn’t even kissed.

It had all been in my head.

“What?” I stammered, feeling heat rush to my face.

“You completely zoned out,” Alexander said, his lips quirking up at the corners. “Must have been quite the daydream. Your pupils are dilated, and you’re breathing like you just ran a marathon.”

Mortification washed over me in waves. Had I been making noises? Moving against him? Oh god, had I moaned out loud?

“I wasn’t… I didn’t…” I tried to form a coherent sentence and failed miserably.

“What were you thinking about?” he asked, his voice dropping to that dangerous purr that had started this whole fantasy in the first place. “It looked… intense.”

quickly. “Just tired. Long

clearly not buying my excuse. “Nothing? Really?” His hands tightened slightly on my hips. “Because it looked

me more aware of his hardness beneath me. That part, at

know,” Alexander said, his voice dropping to that dangerously seductive tone,

making the situation worse. Every tiny movement seemed to increase the pressure of his

tightened on my hips, holding me firmly in place. “What are you like in

me like a bucket

above the waistband of my leggings. “I’m curious

that’s none of your business,” I stammered, feeling

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bare skin of my lower back. “We’ll be sharing a bed. I like to know what I’m working

discomfort with attitude. “I don’t know what you’re expecting. That I’ll be

eyes darkened at my words,

“That’s not the point!”

to my thigh, fingers splaying wide, his pinky just barely brushing the

as I recognized the truth in it. Ryan had been… adequate. Functional. We’d fallen into a

focused much on sex,” I admitted reluctantly. “It

eyebrows shot up. “Wasn’t a priority?” He sounded genuinely shocked. “Or was it just never good enough to become

sex life, then closed it again. What was there

could change that

“Change what?”

thumb now definitely grazing my ass. “Sex

other hand moved up my back, fingers splaying across my ribs, his thumb just barely brushing the side of my breast. Even

managed to say, my

cock pressing more firmly against my ass. “And I’m very,

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