The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 129

Olivia

His eyes darkened. “Your pussy says otherwise. You’re probably soaked right now, aren’t you?” His free hand trailed up my inner thigh, making me shiver. “Let’s find out.”

His fingers slid between my legs, confirming his suspicion. “Just as I thought,” he murmured. “Dripping for me.”

I leaned forward and ran my tongue along the underside of his cock, from base to tip. Alexander’s grip in my hair tightened painfully.

“That’s it,” he encouraged as I took him into my mouth. “Take it deeper.”

I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him firmly while maintaining eye contact. His hips jerked forward, pushing him deeper.

“Fuck, Liv. Your mouth feels incredible.”

I hummed around him, sending vibrations through his shaft as I worked him with my hand and mouth together. His breathing grew heavier, more ragged.

“Enough,” he said suddenly, pulling me off him. “Stand up.”

I rose to my feet, my dress hanging open and disheveled around me. Alexander’s eyes raked over my exposed body.

“Turn around,” he commanded. “Hands on the back of the couch.”

I did as he asked, positioning myself with my back to him, hands gripping the soft leather of the sofa. Alexander moved behind me, his hands sliding up my thighs, pushing my dress higher until it bunched around my waist.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his fingers tracing the edge of my thong. “Bent over for me like you’ve been waiting for this all night.”

“Maybe I have,” I admitted.

His hand came down hard on my ass, the sharp sting making me gasp. “I knew it the moment I saw you in this dress,” he said, rubbing the spot he’d just slapped. “You were practically begging to be fucked.”

“I wasn’t-”

teasing me all night with this dress.” His fingers slipped

stretching me deliciously. I pushed back against his hand, wanting

his thumb finding my clit as his fingers pumped in and out. “But not

hot breath against my most intimate place before his tongue made contact, lapping at me with long, firm

god,” I moaned, my knees

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hips, holding me steady as he devoured me. His tongue circled my clit before dipping inside me, then back to my

“Alexander,” I gasped. “Please…”

back slightly. “Tell

want you inside

enough.” His fingers replaced his tongue, pumping into me while his thumb circled my clit.

I managed, desperation coloring my

“That’s better.” He leaned over me, his chest against my back as he whispered in my ear. “Stay right

his fingers and stepped away. I remained bent over

and incredibly aroused.

from somewhere behind me. I heard the sound of a drawer opening,

What was he doing?

my shoulder,

His voice was closer now.

again, the heat of his body radiating against my exposed skin. His hand caressed my ass, fingers tracing the

it firmly before bringing his hand down hard, the

rubbing the spot he’d

I admitted, surprising myself with how much I

hand came down again, harder this time, on the

as he delivered

“Good girl.”

was practically dripping with need.