The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 95

Olivia

He added a third finger, stretching me wider as he pumped them in and out. The fullness was incredible, building me higher and higher toward the edge.

“That’s it. Take my fingers. Get that tight pussy ready for my cock.”

I was so close, trembling on the brink of release, when suddenly he pulled his fingers out completely. I cried out in frustration, my hips bucking desperately seeking contact.

“Not yet,” he said with a wicked grin.

Before I could protest, his hand came down hard on my pussy, the sharp slap making me scream. The sting mixed with pleasure in a way that shocked me, sending jolts through my entire body.

“Alex!” I gasped.

“You like that, don’t you? My little wife likes it rough.”

He slapped my pussy again, harder this time, and I nearly came from that alone. The combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming, turning me into a writhing mess.

“Please,” I whimpered. “I need to come.”

“When I say you can.” He pulled me onto his lap, his hard cock pressing against my ass through our clothes. “First, I want to play with these perfect tits.”

His mouth crashed down on mine as his hands roughly grabbed my breasts, squeezing and kneading them through my dress. I moaned into his mouth, grinding against his erection.

I gasped as he pinched my nipples hard through the fabric. “I need more.”

“More what? Tell

want you to fuck me rough,” I whispered, surprising myself with how badly I wanted it. “No

one?” He raised an eyebrow,

little doggy style on special occasions.” I rolled my

darkly. “Oh, baby, I’m going to

while his hands roughly squeezed my breasts, making me arch into him. He pinched

“Fuck,” I moaned.

He twisted one nipple, making me cry out. “Like it when I

gasped. “God,

moved to my ass, grabbing the flesh roughly and

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my right cheek that made me

got the perfect ass for spanking,” he said, smacking the other cheek even harder. “Nice and round. Bet

my body. I’d never been spanked like this before, and the combination

then another, each one harder than the last. I

red,” he growled, rubbing the tender flesh before landing another hard smack that made me

own response. I’d never known

my hair, yanking my head back so he could see my face. “I want to see those pretty lips. wrapped around my cock.” His voice was

heart hammered against my ribs as he released me. I slid off his lap and onto my knees between his legs, looking up at

you meant it?” he asked, unbuttoning his shorts and lowering the zipper. “Or did Ryan just get the same half–assed

flushed. “I’ve given blowjobs

asked.” He freed his cock from his boxers, and I couldn’t help the small

shaft. The head was already glistening with precum, and I wondered if I could