The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 60

Olivia

“Looks amazing,” I said, my voice coming out huskier than intended.

“Wait until you taste it.” Alexander handed me a plate and grabbed his wine glass. “Let’s eat outside.”

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I followed him to the deck, where a table overlooked the ocean. The moon cast a silver path across the water, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks below created a peaceful soundtrack.

We sat across from each other, and I twirled some pasta onto my fork, taking a bite. The flavors exploded in my mouth: sweet tomatoes, sharp cheese, perfectly al dente pasta.

“Oh my god, I moaned, unable to help myself. “This is incredible.”

Alexander’s eyes darkened slightly. “I told you.”

“Seriously, you could open a restaurant.”

Tll stick to running my company,” he said with a small smile. “Cooking is just a hobby.”

We ate in comfortable silence for a while, the food too good to interrupt with conversation. I caught Alexander watching me

a few times, his gaze intense in a way that made heat pool in my belly.

“What?” I finally asked after the third time I caught him staring.

You enjoy your food enthusiastically,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. “It’s distracting.”

my cheeks

I like watching

lost on me. I

“you come here to

twirling pasta thoughtfully. “Expectations, mostly. Everyone wants something from me. The board, my family, the press. Here, I can

by his candor. “Having a place to disappear

our wine glasses. “What about you? Where do you

bathtub? Not quite as impressive as an oceanfront property, but

of his glass. “Though my bathtub here has a much better view. You should

possibly with him naked, flashed through my mind unbidden. Steam rose around our bodies, his hands skimming over my wet skin, my back

to press my thighs together under the table. My body hummed with a desire I hadn’t felt in longer than I

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took another

is amazing.” I said, desperately

“Glad you like it. Simple food done well is always the

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plates together. The kitchen felt even smaller now, our bodies constantly brushing against

my back again. This time, I was sure it wasn’t accidental. His hips aligned perfectly with mine, and I could feel his cock pressing against my ass, half–hard and impossible

slipping from my fingers into

not sounding sorry at

away immediately, his body still pressed against mine. I should have stepped aside and created some distance, but my body refused to cooperate. Instead, I found myself leaning

noticed. His hand

name a warning and a question

I replied, my voice barely above a

But he still

tension was thick enough to cut