The CEO's Contractual Wife

Alexander set a punishing pace, each thrust driving me forward. In the mirror, I could see the concentration on his face, the way his muscles flexed with each movement. His eyes were locked on where our bodies joined, watching his cock disappear into me over and over.

“Look at that,” he said, following my gaze to the mirror. “Look how well you take me.”

One hand slid from my hip to between my legs, finding my clit and rubbing in time with his thrusts. The other moved up to tangle in my hair, pulling my head back.

“You feel so good,” he growled in my ear. “So fucking good around my cock.”

I loved hearing him talk like this, so different from his usual controlled demeanor.

“Harder.” I begged, pushing back to meet each thrust. “Please, Alex, harder.”

Alexander obliged, his hips snapping against mine with more force. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by our moans and gasps.

“You want it harder?” he panted. “You want me to fuck this pretty pussy harder?”

“Yes,” I moaned. “God, yes.”

He released my hair to grip both my hips, using the leverage to pound into me even more forcefully. The angle changed slightly, allowing him to hit a spot deep inside that had me seeing stars.

“There!” I cried out. “Right there!”

Alexander kept his aim precise, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust while his fingers continued their relentless assault on my clit. I was climbing rapidly toward a second orgasm, my inner walls clenching around him.

“That’s it,” he encouraged, his voice strained..

My second orgasm crashed through me with such intensity that my knees buckled.

holding me up

pace never faltering. “Fuck, your pussy

overwhelming pleasure. Alexander’s thrusts became more erratic, his

do you want it?” he demanded, his voice strained. “Tell me where you want my

gasped, surprising myself with how desperately

pulsing as he came. His

ragged breathing. Alexander’s forehead rested against my shoulder, his hot breath tickling

back to admire the

wild, lips swollen, skin flushed and glistening with sweat. His release leaked down my

thoroughly fucked.” I admitted, trying to

tender kiss to my shoulder. “Come on, let’s get cleaned

bathroom, Alexander started the shower and adjusted the temperature before guiding me

going to feel that tomorrow,” he commented, watching me wince slightly

letting the water

stepped in behind me, his hands immediately going to my shoulders

replaced by a comfortable intimacy that felt both new and familiar.

think I can move,” I confessed as Alexander wrapped me in a

scooped me up and carried me to the bed.

didn’t need to be told twice. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I felt myself drifting off, vaguely aware

Liv,” he murmured against my

I mumbled, already

to sunlight streaming through the windows and the smell of coffee. Alexander sat on the edge of the bed,

the coffee. “How are you

the delicious soreness between my

He smirked, looking