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 strand of hair from my face,

me in his arms so my back

lights under a canopy of stars. With his arms wrapped around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder, I felt strangely at peace despite the chaos of my

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered.

back, he looked

long minutes, neither of us speaking, just absorbing the moment. His arms tightened around me, and I leaned back against him, feeling oddly

he finally asked,

nodded, reluctant to leave this magical spot

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

dinner,” I said as we

to end yet,” he suggested,

I asked, sliding into

down, eyes glittering in the moonlight. “I thought we might drive along

“I’d like that.”

The windows were down, and cool ocean air whipped through the

you ever just drive?” I asked, watching his profile. “No destination in

getting from point

Alexander

sound. “And what does that

Purposeful. Always with a

me

I

eyebrow raised. “And you think you

“Am I wrong?”

he

“I’m counting on it.”

silence for a while, the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shoreline filling the car. I kicked off my

asked, amusement coloring

car smells like

how do

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