The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Olivia

Alexander’s eyes held mine, his gaze dropping to my lips. “I like the way you look in red,” he murmured, his voice deepening. “But I’d like it even better on my floor.”

I laughed, breaking the tension. “That was terrible. Does that line actually work for you?”

“I don’t need lines,” he said, reaching for me. “Come here.”

Before I could respond, Alexander pulled me onto his lap, my dress riding up slightly as I straddled him. His hands immediately found my waist, holding me steady.

“There,” he said, satisfaction evident in his voice. “Much better.”

I shifted slightly, acutely aware of how intimate our position was. “Is this your idea of a nightcap?”

“Better than scotch,” he murmured, his thumbs tracing small circles against my sides through the silky fabric. “You looked incredible tonight. Did you see how every man in that restaurant couldn’t take their eyes off you?”

“I wasn’t paying attention to other men,” I admitted.

“Good answer.”

Alexander’s hands slid up my bare back, making me shiver. “This dress is a masterpiece. The way it drapes your body…” He traced the edge where fabric met skin. “I could hardly focus on dinner.”

“I noticed,” I teased. “You kept staring.”

“How could I not?” His fingers found the zipper at the side of my dress, toying with it. “May I?”

I nodded, my heart rate picking up.

The zipper made a soft sound as he lowered it, his fingers warm against my skin. “You know what I thought when I saw you in this?”

“Tell me,” I whispered.

dress loosened around me as he continued. “How I

sent heat

dress, finding my bare skin. “Would you like that, Liv?

his fingers traced my

down slightly, exposing the top of my breasts. “Because the way your

The thought of him taking me on that

sliding lower to cup

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works with this dress,” I explained, trying to sound practical

Alexander leaned forward, his lips brushing against my collarbone. “I like the

Carter.”

I shuddered. “We should go

squeezed my ass firmly. “No

as his lips moved

about being caught?” He nipped

my dress, pulling it down to expose my strapless bra. “Red lace. You

matches the dress,” I protested

tossing it aside. “And these match

brushing over my nipples. I arched into his

and watching my reaction. “I love how

taking one nipple into his mouth. The wet heat of his tongue

“Alexander…”

say my name,” he murmured

I breathed as he switched to my other breast, lavishing it with the

slid between us, pushing my dress higher.

sofa on either side of his hips. His fingers found the edge

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