The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 106

Olivia

The days blended together in a haze of sun, sea, and Alexander’s touch. Every morning, I woke to either his arms around me or the smell of coffee and breakfast he’d arranged.

“Morning, beautiful,” Alexander murmured against my ear one morning, his hand trailing down my stomach.

I stretched, feeling pleasantly sore from the night before. “What time is it?”

“Does it matter?” His fingers dipped lower, making me gasp. “We have nowhere to be.”

Larched into his touch. “I’m still half asleep.”

“Let me wake you up properly.” His fingers circled my clit with expert precision. “Fuck, you’re already wet for me.”

“What can I say? My body knows what it wants.”

We spent that morning tangled in the sheets, Alexander bringing me to orgasm twice with just his fingers before finally sliding inside me. The way he watched my face as he thrust into me, like he was memorizing every expression, made something flutter in my chest that I wasn’t ready to examine.

After we showered (separately, since showering together always led to activities that made us late for breakfast), we joined Miguel on the terrace.

“Any plans for today, Mr. Carter?” Miguel asked as he poured fresh orange juice.

Alexander looked at me, one eyebrow raised. “What do you think, Mrs. Carter? Beach? Pool? Or something more adventurous?”

I sipped my coffee. “What counts as adventurous around here?”

“Scuba diving, parasailing, deep sea fishing. Or…” He paused, a wicked gleam in his eye. “I could show you my private cove. Very secluded. Clothing optional.”

nearly choked on my coffee. “You’re

“Is that a mo?”

‘let me finish my breakfast

accessible only by a narrow path through the lush vegetation. True to

is paradise,” I breathed, taking

beach bag and wrapped his arms around me from behind. “Told

right. For

at

turned in his arms. “Your

his growing

We just

help it.” He tugged at the strap of my bikini. “This tiny excuse for a swimsuit has been

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he had me on my back on the soft sand, his mouth on my neck. The sun warmed my skin as Alexander untied my bikini exposing

his head to take one nipple in his

my fingers through his hair.

us,” he assured me, his hand sliding down to pull

his way down my body, pausing to dip his tongue into my navel before settling between my thighs. The first touch of his tongue against my pussy had me arching off

“Fuck, Alex!”

murmured against my flesh, his

arousal. Alexander’s tongue worked magic between my legs, his fingers joining the assault on my senses as he slid two inside me, curling upward to hit that spot that made

stars.

against my sensitive flesh.

close,” I

I shattered, crying out his name as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Before I could recover, Alexander was positioning himself between my

growled, pushing forward in one powerful thrust that

god, Alex,” I moaned as he began to move, his cock stretching me deliciously.