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.

that way for a moment, our breathing gradually slowing. Alexander brushed a strand of hair from my face,

said softly, turning me in his arms

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

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered.

agreed, but when I glanced back, he looked at me, not

speaking, just absorbing the moment. His arms tightened around me, and I

go?” he finally asked, his

spot but curious about what would happen

back along the winding path to the restaurant. The building glowed with warm light, looking like

late-night dinner,” I said as we approached his car. “It was

have to end yet,” he suggested,

have in mind?” I

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

“I’d like that.”

The windows were down, and cool ocean air whipped through the car as we cruised along the deserted

drive?” I asked, watching his

“I’m usually too focused on getting

sounds very Alexander Carter of

sound. “And what does

Purposeful. Always with a

make me

boring,” I corrected.

“And you think you

“Am I wrong?”

steering wheel. “No,” he conceded.

“I’m counting on it.”

for a while, the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shoreline filling the

Alexander asked, amusement coloring his

car smells

how do I

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