The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Olivia

His hand slid up to cup my breast through my blouse, thumb circling my nipple until it hardened beneath the fabric. I arched into his touch, my body responding to him with embarrassing eagerness.

His mouth trailed a burning path of kisses along my collarbone, his lips lingering at the sensitive hollow of my throat where my pulse hammered wildly.

“Do you know what I want to do to you right now?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.

“Show me,” I challenged, surprising myself with my boldness.

The corner of his mouth quirked up in that devastating half-smile that made my insides melt. “Not here. Not when I want to take my time with you.”

His cock pressed hard against me as he pulled me close for another searing kiss. I rolled my hips against him, drawing a groan from deep in his throat.

“Keep that up, and I’ll forget my good intentions,” he warned.

“Maybe that’s what I want,” I teased, biting his lower lip gently.

“Careful what you wish for,” he growled, pressing me harder against the railing.

We kissed for what felt like hours, his hands exploring my body while mine mapped the hard planes of his chest and back. Eventually, reluctantly, he pulled away, resting his forehead against mine as we both caught our breath.

“We should stop,” he said, not sounding convinced.

“Probably,” I agreed, making no move to release him.

for a moment, our breathing gradually slowing. Alexander brushed a

at the view,” he said softly, turning me in his

a sea of twinkling lights under a canopy of stars. With his arms wrapped around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder, I

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered.

back, he looked at

speaking, just absorbing the moment. His arms tightened around

asked, his lips brushing my

to leave this magical spot but curious about what would

winding path to the restaurant. The building glowed with warm light, looking like something out of a fairytale

said as

doesn’t have to end yet,” he suggested, opening my

have in mind?” I asked, sliding into the

we might drive along the coast. There’s something about the ocean at

“I’d like that.”

us down winding roads until we reached the Pacific Coast Highway. The windows were down, and cool ocean air whipped through the car as we cruised along the deserted road. The moonlight cast a silver path across the black

you ever just drive?” I asked, watching his

too focused on getting from point A to

very Alexander Carter

sound. “And what does

Purposeful. Always with a

me sound

boring,” I corrected.

eyebrow raised. “And you

“Am I wrong?”

wheel. “No,” he conceded.

“I’m counting on it.”

against the shoreline filling the car. I kicked off my heels,

asked, amusement coloring

Your car smells like

do I

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