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.”

growled against my mouth. “More what?

me rough,” I whispered, surprising myself with how badly I wanted it. “No one’s ever

eyebrow, sliding his hand up

special occasions.” I rolled my eyes. “He thought slapping my ass once was

going to ruin

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

“Fuck,” I moaned.

like that?” He twisted one nipple, making me cry out. “Like it when

I gasped. “God,

grabbing the flesh roughly and pulling me tighter against his

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stinging slap to my right cheek

he said, smacking the other cheek even harder. “Nice and round.

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

then another, each one harder than the last. I moaned,

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

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

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

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

his shorts and lowering the

flushed. “I’ve given blowjobs

freed his cock from his boxers, and I couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped

shaft. The head was already glistening with precum, and