The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Alexander

We ate at a table on the terrace, the ocean spread out before us, brilliant blue under the morning sun. Olivia seemed more relaxed now, her initial shyness fading as we ate.

“This is good,” she admitted, taking another bite of eggs.

“Told you. I’m good at everything.”

“Except humility.”

“Overrated virtue.” I sipped my coffee. “So, what’s on your agenda today, Mrs. Carter?”

The title made her pause, fork halfway to her mouth. “That’s going to take some getting used to.”

“You’ll have a year to practice.”

“Right.” She set down her fork. “Well, since we’re on our honeymoon, I suppose my agenda is whatever you’ve planned.”

“I have a few ideas.” I let my gaze wander over her, lingering on where my t–shirt had ridden up her thighs. “None of them. involves leaving this property.”

Olivia shifted in her seat. “I was thinking maybe we could explore the island a bit more. It’s beautiful here.”

“We can do that. After.”

“After what?”

I gave her a look that made her swallow hard. “After I bend you over this table and fuck you until you scream my name again.”

Her eyes widened, pupils dilating. “We just finished breakfast.”

“So?”

“So… the dishes…”

I laughed. “Are you seriously worried about dishes right now?”

I just…” She bit her lip.

That

hadn’t considered that.

been a

“Huge?” I supplied helpfully.

say

morning sex on the breakfast table. Got it.” I stood and

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not actually an asshole.” I

weeks. No rush.”

me inside, bringing our coffee mugs. “That’s surprisingly considerate of

full of surprises.” I rinsed the plates and loaded them into the dishwasher. “Why don’t you get dressed? We can take one

then stood on tiptoes to press a quick kiss to my cheek before scurrying

It was so domestic. Ordinary. The kind of thing a real wife might do. I shook my head, dismissing the strange tightness in my chest. This was business, not pleasure. Well, okay, there was definitely pleasure

cleaning up the kitchen and headed to the bedroom to change. Olivia was in the bathroom, the door closed. I pulled on swim trunks and a t–shirt, then grabbed a backpack

stepped out of the bathroom in a red bikini. The top barely contained her breasts, and the bottoms rode high on

cock immediately hardening at the sight.

“What? This is what you bought

just didn’t realize how fucking amazing you’d

smile curved her lips. “I clean up

I tossed her a loose cover–up. “Put that on before I change my mind about

a laugh.

like

to hide her curves, the thin fabric clinging

a pair of hiking sandals. “Put these on. The trail can be rocky

at her legs, remembering

she asked,

grabbing the

parked alongside a Jeep. I grabbed two helmets and handed

her.

these before?” I asked,

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