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.

me up as his hips

growled in my ear, his pace never faltering. “Fuck, your pussy gets so tight when you

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

he demanded, his voice strained. “Tell

I gasped, surprising myself with how desperately I wanted it. “Inside me, Alex,

His body covered mine, pinning me against

only sound in the suite was our ragged breathing. Alexander’s forehead rested against my shoulder, his hot breath tickling my skin. When he finally pulled out, I

he muttered, stepping back to admire the

sweat. His release leaked down my thighs in a way

look thoroughly fucked.” I admitted, trying to steady my

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

temperature before guiding me inside. The hot water

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

it.” I replied, letting the

his hands immediately going to my shoulders to massage

slowly, the urgency gone, replaced by a comfortable intimacy that felt both new and familiar. By the time we finished, exhaustion

think I can move,” I confessed

me up and

hit the pillow, I felt myself drifting off, vaguely aware of Alexander sliding in beside me

Liv,” he murmured against

mumbled,

the smell of coffee. Alexander sat on the edge

the coffee. “How are

delicious soreness between my legs. “Like I was thoroughly ravished by a

He smirked, looking