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.

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

in his arms so my back pressed against his

a canopy of stars. With his arms wrapped around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder,

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered.

glanced back, he looked

just absorbing the moment. His arms tightened

he finally asked, his lips

magical spot but curious about

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

you for the late-night dinner,” I said as we

end yet,” he suggested, opening my

did you have in mind?” I asked, sliding

“I thought we might drive along the coast. There’s something about the ocean

“I’d like that.”

air whipped through the car as we

drive?” I asked,

he admitted. “I’m usually too focused on getting

very Alexander Carter

rich, genuine sound. “And what does

Always with a

me sound

I corrected.

“And you think you know me that

“Am I wrong?”

wheel. “No,” he conceded. “But there’s more to

“I’m counting on it.”

while, the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shoreline filling the car. I kicked off my heels, tucking my feet

asked, amusement

Your car

how do

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