The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 130

Chapter 130

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“Alexander,” I moaned as he switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention.

One of his hands slid down my stomach to my thong, pushing it aside again to slip a finger inside me.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled against my skin. “I can’t wait to feel this pussy wrapped around my cock.”

He added a second finger, pumping them in and out while his thumb circled my clit. The pressure was building inside me, a coiling tension threatening to snap.

“I want to taste you again,” he said, dropping to his knees in front of me. He yanked my thong down my legs, helping me step out of it before spreading my thighs slightly.

His mouth was on me in an instant, his tongue flicking expertly against my clit while his fingers continued their work. I gripped his shoulders for support as my legs threatened to give out…

“Alexander, I’m going to-”

“Not yet,” he commanded, pulling away just as I was about to come. “Get on the couch. On your back.”

Frustrated and desperate, I did as he said, lying back on the leather sofa. Alexander stood, shedding his remaining clothes until he stood naked before me.

He reached for the vibrator again, turning it on to a low setting before kneeling between my legs.

“Spread wider for me,” he instructed.

I obeyed, opening my legs as wide as I could. Alexander lowered the vibrator to my entrance, teasing me with the tip before sliding it inside just an inch.

“Fuck!” I cried out as he turned up the intensity.

encouraged, pushing it deeper. “Take

his mouth finding

him, hands fisting in his hair as he worked me toward orgasm. This

to feel

out his name as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Alexander kept the vibrator moving, prolonging my orgasm until was trembling and

turning it off and setting it aside. He reached for the condom packet, tearing it open with

the condom down his length. “Get on your

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the couch. Alexander positioned himself behind me, the head of his cock pressing

ready for my cock?” he asked, gripping

“Yes,” I breathed. “Please.”

that made me gasp at the stretch. He was bigger

to the arm of the couch for support. Each thrust drove me forward, his hips slapping against

take my cock so well,” he praised, one hand sliding up my back to tangle in my hair.

it like you were

slight pain from his grip on my hair mixed with the pleasure, creating a heady combination that had me spiraling toward

back against him. “Fuck me

a split second, surprised by my demand, before

it,” he growled. “Ask for what

down on my ass again, the sting reigniting the heat there. I moaned loudly, not

feeling that

withdrawing completely. I whimpered at the loss. “Turn

between my thighs again. He reached for the vibrator,

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