The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 169

Chapter 169

Olivia

His weight collapsed on top of me, his breath coming in harsh pants against my neck. The room smelled of sex and sweat, our bodies slick where they pressed together.

I ran my fingers through his damp hair, enjoying the heavy weight of him on me. There was something primal and satisfying about feeling his body completely spent on mine.

“Jesus,” he mumbled against my skin, pressing lazy kisses to my shoulder. “That was incredible.”

“Mmm,” I agreed, too blissed out to form proper words.

Alexander rolled off me, disposing of the condom before pulling me against his chest. His heartbeat thundered under my ear, gradually slowing as we both caught our breath.

“Your ass is going to have my handprints on it tomorrow,” he said with unmistakable pride.

I shifted, feeling the pleasant sting on my backside. “I’ll have to wear pants to the office.”

“Or you could just stay naked all day here with me.”

“Some of us have actual work to do,” I teased, poking his ribs. “Not everyone can delegate their entire job to underlings.”

“Underlings? Is that what you think I do all day? Sit at my desk while ‘underlings‘ do all the work?”

“Isn’t that the CEO handbook? Chapter one: How to look important while doing nothing?”

His fingers danced along my spine. “Maybe I should give you a proper tour of my office sometime. Show you exactly what the CEO does all day.”

guess, it involves the

he agreed, his hand sliding down to cup my

his hand away. “You’re

you.” His voice softened, surprising me with

my chest at his words. I propped myself up on one elbow to look at

he asked,

You just look…

“Different how?”

way his usual sharp edges seemed softened in the dim light.

human, you know. Despite what the

fooled me. Most humans don’t have

compliment, Mrs. Carter?” His hand slid up my side to

head,” I warned, trying to ignore the way my body responded to his touch. “Your ego

pressing

passion. This wasn’t just sex anymore; there was an intimacy developing between us that

Venice?” Alexander asked suddenly, his fingers tracing abstract patterns

“Italy or California?”

“Italy.”

“The closest I’ve

rectify that. Venice should

“Before Milan?”

of water lapping against the buildings. No cars, no traffic noise. Just the quiet splash of gondolas and footsteps over

surprised by the poetic

told you I

like you spent the whole time on

quietly. “Venice demands your full

Italian streets, perhaps wearing something casual instead of his usual

there?”

lips brushing my ear. “Make

down my spine at the

romantic. Venice

that,” I

it happen. Not just Venice, but

always this

“Only when properly inspired.”

that what I am?

hand slid down my back, coming to rest on

my eyes, even as I pressed closer to him. “Now you’re just

to meet his gaze. The intensity in his eyes took my breath away. “You challenge me. Push me.

“Better at what?”

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