The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 79

Olivia

“I mean it,” I insisted, crossing my arms. This is just for drinks and sleeping. Don’t expect anything else.”

“I wasn’t expecting anything,” he replied, his eyes fixed on the road. “You’re the one giving me ideas.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. His voice dropped lower. “Standing there in that emerald lingerie earlier, looking at me like you wanted to be devoured.

My face burned. “I did not!”

“Really?” Alexander glanced over, one eyebrow raised. Then why tell me to turn around? Why let me see you in nothing but lace?”

“I was being practical,” I stammered. “It saved time.”

“Practical,” he repeated, his tone dripping with disbelief. The way your nipples hardened when I zipped up your dress? The way you shivered when my fingers brushed your skin? That didn’t feel practical.”

“You’re delusional.”

“Am I?” He kept his eyes on the road, but his voice became rougher. “You have no idea how fucking hard it was not to bend you over right there. Those panties hugging your ass, your tits practically spilling out of that bra…”

“Alexander!” I hissed, my body betraying me with a rush of heat between my legs.

“What?” He shrugged innocently. “Just stating facts. You looked incredible. Any man would have wanted to rip that lingerie off and fuck you senseless.”

swallowed hard. “You’re being

his thumb tracing small circles through

but made no move to

I saw you standing there?” he continued, his voice dropping to a husky murmur. “I thought about pushing those panties aside and tasting you. Spreading you open with my tongue until

managed, trying to sound dismissive despite the heat

thigh as he turned onto a busier street. “Oh, I will.

I’d just met his family,

he wouldn’t really notice, that it would be quick and impersonal. But the way his eyes had darkened, how

kept replaying in my mind. Spreading you open with my tongue.

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together, trying to ignore the throbbing between

had brushed against my skin. What would they feel like elsewhere? Inside me,

He was my fake

breaking into my thoughts.

“No,” I lied.

but

“It’s hot in here.”

the AC, he offered,

“It’s fine.”

on the passing scenery, the lights of the city blurring past the window, anything but the man beside me and

Alexander said after what felt like

In a few minutes, we’d be alone in his penthouse. Just the two of us.

offered as we pulled up to the building. ‘I can still take you

choice would be to go back to my apartment. To put some distance between us