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.”

against my mouth. “More what? Tell me exactly

want you to fuck me rough,” I whispered, surprising myself with how badly I

eyebrow, sliding

doggy style on special occasions.” I rolled my eyes. “He thought

laughed darkly. “Oh, baby, I’m going to ruin you

arch into him. He pinched my nipples hard through my dress,

“Fuck,” I moaned.

making me cry out. “Like

gasped. “God,

to my ass, grabbing the flesh roughly and

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my

perfect ass for spanking,” he said, smacking the other cheek

been spanked like this

one harder than the last. I moaned, pressing

flesh before landing another hard smack that made me cry out. “You

I whispered, shocked by my own response. I’d

could see my face. “I want to see those pretty lips. wrapped

lap and onto my knees between his legs, looking up at

a cock like you meant it?” he asked, unbuttoning his shorts and lowering the zipper. “Or did Ryan just get the same

“I’ve given blowjobs

cock from his boxers, and I couldn’t help

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