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

like watching

wasn’t lost on me. I took another sip of wine,

here to escape. What are you

something from me. The board, my family,

surprised by his candor. “Having a place to disappear

about you? Where do you go when you

laughed softly. “My bathtub? Not quite as impressive

the rim of his glass. “Though my bathtub here

around our bodies, his hands skimming over my wet skin, my back against his chest as we watched the waves crash

so tantalizingly real, that I had 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 gulp

amazing.” I said, desperately

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

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together. The kitchen felt even smaller now, our bodies constantly brushing against each other as we moved around the space. Each contact sent

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

froze, the plate slipping from my fingers into

murmured, not sounding

distance, but my body refused to cooperate. Instead, I

me was the only indication that he noticed. His hand came to rest on the counter

warning and

finish these dishes,” I replied, my voice

we should.” But he still didn’t

heartbeats, we stayed like that, neither advancing nor retreating. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife.