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.

take you while you were wearing it.” The dress loosened around me as he continued. “How I

heat

the now–open dress, finding my bare

traced my spine. “You’re

He pulled the dress down slightly, exposing the top of my breasts. “Because

thought of him taking me on that elegant dining table was

a thong,” he observed, his hand sliding lower to cup my ass. “Were you planning

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dress,” I explained, trying to sound practical despite the

his lips brushing against

Carter.”

my skin, and I shuddered.

my ass firmly. “No

trailed off as his lips moved lower, approaching the swell

being caught?” He nipped at

moved to the front of my dress, pulling it down to expose my strapless bra. “Red lace. You really did

the dress,” I protested

my bra with practiced ease, tossing

brushing over my nipples. I

the motion and watching

his mouth. The wet heat of

“Alexander…”

my name,” he murmured

as he switched to my other breast, lavishing it with

between us, pushing my dress higher. “Spread your legs wider for

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

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