The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Olivia

I should move. I should carefully extract myself from his grip and slide to the other side of the bed. That would be the sensible thing to do.

But I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The feeling of his massive cock nestled against me was doing things to my brain, short- circuiting all rational thought.

His breath was warm against my neck, each exhale sending shivers down my spine. I bit my lip to keep from making a sound as his arm tightened slightly around my waist, pulling me closer in his sleep.

Jesus, I whispered, barely audible.

My nipples had hardened to stiff peaks, and I could feel wetness gathering between my thighs. This was ridiculous. I’d broken up with Ryan less than a month ago, and here I was, getting turned on by my boss’s morning wood.

Alexander shifted behind me, his cock sliding against the curve of my ass. I froze, terrified he was waking up, but his breathing remained deep and even.

I let out a slow breath, trying to calm my racing heart. Think about something else, anything else. Tax returns. Traffic jams. That awkward presentation I’d fumbled last month.

Nothing worked. All I could focus on was the feeling of Alexander’s body molded against mine, his heat seeping through the thin fabric of my tank top and shorts.

I closed my eyes, willing myself to relax. Maybe if I just lay here quietly, I’d eventually fall back asleep. Morning would come, we’d both wake up, and I could pretend this never happened.

In and out. In and out. The

streaming through the windows. Alexander’s arm was still draped over me, his body curled protectively around mine. I

remembered where I was. And

just enough to peek at Alexander’s face. His eyes were closed, and dark lashes fanned against his cheeks. In

carefully began to extricate myself from his embrace, moving inch by inch to avoid waking him. His arm was heavy

froze, holding

and rolled onto his back, his arm falling away from me.

sheet had slipped down to his waist,

I whispered, tearing my eyes

I stared at my reflection. My hair was a mess, my cheeks flushed, and my nipples were still

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it together, Olivia,” I muttered to myself. “It’s just

face, I couldn’t help wondering what it would be like if it was personal. If Alexander had pulled me against him deliberately if those strong

hissed at my reflection. “This is business. Just

both the sleep and inappropriate thoughts about Alexander’s body. After drying my face with one of his ridiculously plush towels, I stared at my reflection again. My hair was messy, my checks flushed, and I looked like I’d

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