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.”

my mouth. “More what?

rough,” I whispered, surprising myself with how badly I wanted

raised an eyebrow,

was so predictable. Missionary position, maybe a little doggy style on special occasions.” I rolled my eyes. “He thought slapping my ass once was being

baby, I’m going to ruin

breasts, making me arch into him. He

“Fuck,” I moaned.

twisted one nipple, making me cry

gasped.

hands moved to my ass, grabbing the flesh roughly and pulling me tighter against his cock. Without warning,

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slap to my right cheek that

cheek even harder. “Nice and round. Bet it turns a beautiful shade of

through my body. I’d never been spanked like

then another, each one harder than the last. I moaned, pressing back against his hand, silently begging for

beautiful shade of red,” he growled, rubbing the tender flesh before landing another hard smack that made me cry out. “You like that

shocked by my own response. I’d never known I could enjoy

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

me. I slid off his lap and onto

shorts and lowering the zipper.

“I’ve given blowjobs

what I asked.” He freed his cock from his boxers, and I couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped my

was huge, thick, and long, with prominent veins running along the shaft. The head was already glistening with precum, and I wondered if I could