The CEO's Contractual Wife

I lifted my hips to help him slide them down, leaving me in just my bra and panties. Alexander took a step back, his eyes raking over me with unmistakable hunger.

I reached for his belt, but his hands caught my wrists, pinning them to the dresser beside my hips. “Patience.”

Alexander dipped his head to my neck, trailing hot kisses down to my collarbone. His teeth grazed my skin, just hard enough to make me gasp. My hands clutched his shoulders, feeling the hard muscle beneath my fingertips.

“God, you’re perfect,” he murmured against my skin. His hands slid from the dresser to my waist, then upward to cup my breasts. Through the lace of my bra, he squeezed firmly, thumbs circling my nipples until they were painfully hard.

I arched into his touch, wanting more. “Alex…”

“Shh,” he silenced me with a kiss, rough and demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his hands unclasped my bra with practiced ease. He pulled back just enough to slide the straps down my arms and toss the garment aside.

His hands returned to my chest, cupping and kneading with growing urgency. His palms were slightly rough against my soft skin, creating delicious friction.

“You like that?” he asked, pinching my nipples between his fingers.

“Yes,” I gasped, squirming on the dresser.

Alexander’s mouth replaced his hands, hot and wet around my right nipple. He sucked hard, then used his teeth, making me cry out. One hand held my breast while his mouth worked, the other sliding down my stomach to the edge of my panties.

I was practically panting now, my thighs instinctively widening to grant him access. Alexander took the invitation, pressing his palm against me through the thin fabric.

“Christ, Liv, you’re soaked already. Is this all for me?”

“Who else would it be for?” I challenged, rocking against his hand.

with possessive heat. “Good

legs wider and pushed my panties to the side, exposing me to his

murmured, running one finger through my folds.

to find my clit. When his finger made contact

firm circles, applying just the right amount of pressure. My head fell back against the

me,”

my eyes open, meeting

it. I want to see

I was gasping and clutching the edge of the dresser. Just as I felt myself approaching the edge,

ignoring my whimper of

even farther apart. He hooked his

he warned, a split second

my clit before focusing all his attention on that swollen bud. His hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer to

god,” I gasped, one hand flying to his hair. “Alex,

hummed against me, the vibration adding another layer of sensation. Then I felt his

assault had me

his head as pleasure exploded through my body. Alexander didn’t let up, licking and

rose to his feet, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were dark with hunger as he looked at me, disheveled

he ordered, his voice leaving no

the dresser and turned to face the mirror. The woman staring back

appeared behind me, his chest pressing against my back. Our eyes met in the mirror as his hands circled my waist, then slid down

on the dresser,” he

kneaded my ass cheeks roughly, spreading them apart before one hand delivered a