The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Olivia

“I bet he’s fucking incredible in bed,” Emilia continued, oblivious to my internal crisis. “He’s got that dominant energy, you know? Like he’d just throw you on the bed and fuck you until you can’t remember your own name.”

“Emilia!” I gasped, but my body betrayed me with a rush of heat between my legs.

“What? Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.” She waggled her eyebrows. “Those hands look like they know what they’re doing.”

I couldn’t deny it. I had thought about it. Too much, if I were being honest with myself. Especially after that night in his bed, waking up with my body draped over his, feeling his hardness against my hip.

“He probably has a huge cock too,” Emilia mused. “Rich guys always do.“.

“That’s not even remotely true,” I laughed despite myself.

“Fine, but Alexander definitely does. I can tell.”

“How could you possibly tell that?”

“It’s a gift,” she said solemnly. “And the way he walks. Confident men with big dicks walk a certain way.”

“You’re insane,” I said, shaking my head.

“Maybe,” she agreed cheerfully. “But I’m right. And when he’s pounding you into the mattress tonight, you’ll remember this conversation and think, ‘Damn, Emilia was right.“”

eyes locked on my face as he fucked me relentlessly. His hands were gripping my hips, lifting me to meet each thrust. His voice was rough in my ear, telling me exactly what he was going to do to me. I could almost feel his breath against my skin, the heat of his body pressed against mine, and

painful peaks. His fingers would slide down to my clit, rubbing it in maddening circles until I was on the edge of begging for release. His cock, thick and unyielding, would stretch me open, filling me completely. Each thrust would send shockwaves of pleasure

he growled out filthy promises. “You’re mine,” he’d say, his voice low and commanding. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t think of anything but me.” His hands would tighten on my ass, pulling me closer, deeper, until there was no

reading my thoughts. “He seems like the type who likes control. Probably

too.”

I protested, but my nipples tightened at the

tilted her head.

done that yet,” I admitted. We hadn’t done anything because there was nothing to do. Our relationship was fake. But

all that

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Chapter 85

a tree?”

how to explain without

especially not when they look at each other

each

do. Like at O’Malley’s? When he showed up and practically dragged you out of there? I thought you

looked that night, furious and possessive, had stirred

gesturing to the

with my breasts?” I asked

They’re fantastic. And this,” she held up the negligee, “will make them look even better. He won’t be able to keep

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